The strongest god selection system

[The host has completed the task, and the rewards are being distributed. 】

[The reward has been issued successfully, the host is now a god-level billiards master. 】

Chen Fan felt ecstasy in his heart, and almost laughed out loud.

"Is your billiards skill good?" Chen Fan looked at Wu Yifan and sneered in his heart: "I'll let you see what real billiards skills are. Just wait to drink mixed wine, ha ha."

"Brother Chen, what's the matter, is there something wrong with me?" Seeing Chen Fan looking at him, Wu Yifan couldn't help but wonder.

Chen Fan put on a half-smile: "It's nothing, it's just that I will soon see Mr. Wu's billiard skills, and I'm just a little nervous."

Wu Yifan laughed and said, "If that's the case, then what are you waiting for, let's start quickly, you take the first ball."

Chen Fan did not refuse and took the first ball.

Then on the fifth ball, it was Wu Yifan's turn.

Although Chen Fan is now a god-level billiard master, he has never played a game before, and needs a process of adaptation.

Furthermore, don't forget that Chen Fan already has the ability to drink a thousand glasses without getting drunk, not to mention just a glass of mixed wine, even if there are hundreds of glasses, he can still drink it, just like drinking plain water.

"This..." Seeing that it was Wu Yifan's turn to make a move, Mu Xin was startled subconsciously, her eyes fixed on the pool table, and she kept thinking: "Mistake, mistake."

Because just now, she lost to Wu Yifan just like this. Once Wu Yifan made a move, it was almost impossible to stop until the end of the round of billiards.

Mu Xin was also quickly disappointed. After Wu Yifan made a move, he made no mistakes at all.

At this moment, Mu Xin couldn't help but wonder whether Wu Yifan was a professional billiards player at all.

"Brother Chen, I'm sorry, you lost." Wu Yifan looked at Chen Fan with a hint of teasing.

At this moment, Wu Yifan couldn't help subconsciously thinking in his heart how he should play tricks on Chen Fan and make Chen Fan look ugly after Chen Fan was drunk.

"Brother Chen, you are asking for trouble." The short and fat man took the initiative to bring a large glass of mixed wine with a playful look, and brought it directly in front of Chen Fan:

"I would like to admit defeat. Drink it. You are the one who made such a good proposal. If you go back on your word, it will make everyone look down on you."

Chen Fan said: "Of course, I am willing to admit defeat. I will definitely drink this glass of mixed wine."

Chen Fan suddenly looked at Wu Yifan: "I only hope, Mr. Wu, you are also willing to gamble and admit defeat."

Wu Yifan immediately agreed: "Does it need to be said? If I can't even do such a basic thing as willing to bet, I'm still a man. I'll just crawl out of here like a dog."

Of course, Wu Yifan sneered in his heart: "My billiard skills are not inferior to professional billiard players at all. I will lose to you? It's just an international joke."

"Brother Chen, since you have said that, what are you waiting for, drink this glass of wine quickly." Wu Yifan couldn't help urging Chen Fan.

Indeed, from Wu Yifan's point of view, as long as Chen Fan drank this large glass of mixed wine, he would definitely pass out immediately.

At that time, Mu Xin will definitely not be able to escape his clutches.

"Hey." As if thinking of something wonderful, Wu Yifan couldn't help himself, and burst out laughing.

At this time, Chen Fan was also very straightforward, and took the mixed wine handed over by the short and fat man.

Then Chen Fan drank the large glass of mixed wine in one gulp under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"Not a single drop left." Chen Fan turned the big wine glass upside down, and it really didn't drop a single drop.

"..."

"This……"

As if subconsciously, everyone in the box was dumbfounded.

If not, they would have seen the waiter mix the three kinds of wine with their own eyes, and they would all have believed that what Chen Fan drank just now was plain water.

At that moment, all eyes in the box were naturally on Chen Fan.

Wu Yifan and the others were naturally waiting for Chen Fan to pass out drunk all of a sudden.

As for Mu Xin's words, her eyes widened and she almost suffocated. She looked at Chen Fan and murmured subconsciously:
"Don't get drunk, don't fall, don't get drunk, don't fall."

Everyone was looking at Chen Fan without speaking.

For a while, the scene naturally seemed a little weird.

After about 3 minutes passed, Chen Fan couldn't help saying: "Don't look at me like this, a mere glass of mixed wine is nothing to me."

"This..." Everyone in the box couldn't help being dumbfounded for a while.

As for Wu Yifan's words, he couldn't help showing a look of surprise and astonishment, looking at Chen Fan as if he was looking at some kind of freak.

"Did you drink such a big glass of mixed wine? You are still fine?" Wu Yifan's eyes were so big that they almost protruded.

Chen Fan said directly: "My drinking capacity is indeed quite good, Mr. Wu, let's have another round."

"Ah? Oh," Wu Yifan came back to his senses after being stunned for a moment, subconsciously responded.

After turning his eyes, he nodded: "Okay, let's have another game."

Indeed, he naturally wouldn't believe that Chen Fan's drinking capacity was really that horrible, and he would still look like a normal person after drinking a few glasses of mixed wine.

From Wu Yifan's point of view, no matter how good a drinker is, it's impossible to resist three consecutive glasses of mixed wine.

Moreover, Wu Yifan was also very sure that it was impossible for him to lose to Chen Fan on the pool table.

Wu Yi still wanted Chen Fan to start the game.

Chen Fan shook his head: "Mr. Wu, you won the first round, so you should come first."

Wu Yifan smiled proudly: "Brother Chen, I'm not bragging about my billiards skills. If I were to kick off the ball, it might not be your turn at all."

Chen Fan didn't care: "Really? If Mr. Wu really has such billiard skills, I'd be happy to see it. Isn't it just a glass of mixed wine, and I'll have another one."

"Okay, very good." Wu Yifan didn't say any more, but kept saying yes, with a sneer in his heart:
"Since you want to die so much, why don't I help you, hmph."

"If that's the case, then I'll start this game." Then Wu Yifan said, without any further grumbling, he kicked off the ball first.

After ten goals, Wu Yifan made a small mistake, and finally it was Chen Fan's turn to make a move.

"Chen Fan, you must win, you must win, you must not lose, you must not lose."

Seeing that it was Chen Fan's turn to make a move, Mu Xin was subconsciously excited and nervous, and said silently.

Snapped.

The ball collides with the ball.

Chen Fan kicked off.

Chen Fan finally kicked off.