All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

Chapter 93 The Strong-Willed Eldest Sister Wu

Bao Butong was completely covered up and could only make "mmm" sounds, glaring at Zhang Cheng with a defiant look on his face.

Zhang Cheng thought to himself: You bastard, you're really not afraid of death, you even dare to respond to these two.

To refute Li Qiushui's statement, whether you start with "old age" or "hero," you're bound to offend someone.

Their commotion was quite loud, which once again attracted the attention of the gray-robed man.

Zhang Cheng exchanged a glance with the man and laughed loudly, "Brother, drinking alone is no fun. Why don't you come and join us at the table? The six of us are a bit cramped, but sharing a table will make it more lively."

Then he called out to the waiter, "This gentleman's food and drinks are all on my tab."

The man was taken aback when he heard this, then picked up the wine jar on his table and strode over.

"Since you have so kindly invited me, I will gladly accept your invitation."

Seeing him approach, Zhang Cheng turned to Bao Butong beside him and whispered, "Mr. Bao, you're a man, don't spoil people's enjoyment. It will damage your family's reputation if word gets out."

After saying that, he released his hand from Bao Butong.

The octagonal table at Songhelou Restaurant was quite large, easily accommodating eight people. However, Zhang Cheng and this man were both large men, and although Bao Butong was thin, he also had a large frame. With seven people sitting at the table, it actually looked quite crowded.

Zhang Cheng and his group had ordered quite a bit of alcohol earlier. He picked up the wine jar, filled his own bowl first, and then asked Tong Lao, Li Qiushui, and Bao Butong in turn if they wanted to join them.

Li Qiushui shook her head, picked up her teacup, took a sip, and clearly did not intend to get involved.

Not to be outdone, Tong Lao and Bao Butong nodded in agreement and joined in. Zhang Cheng then picked up a wine jar and filled it for the two of them.

The man in gray raised his wine bowl: "I'll offer you a bowl first, brother." He then drank it all in one gulp, cleanly and decisively.

Seeing this, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and downed his drink in one gulp. The old woman and Bao Butong beside him did the same.

The man in gray was overjoyed at the sight. "I never expected to meet so many generous and forthright people here today. It's truly my good fortune! How about we drink ten bowls of wine together first?"

"That's very good." Zhang Cheng didn't waste any words and poured himself several bowls in a row. He drank each bowl immediately after it was poured, and the wine went down his throat without changing his expression.

The remaining few were not to be outdone, and they kept shoveling bowl after bowl into their mouths.

Li Qiushui watched silently from the side, shaking her head. Her silly senior sister was doing something foolish again.

With Tong Lao's skills, it would have been easy for her to not only stay sober, but also to expel the alcohol from her body.

But seeing that neither Zhang Cheng nor the gray-clad man were using their internal energy to resist, she also relied entirely on her physical strength to withstand the attack.

But in a pure contest of drinking ability, she couldn't even beat Bao Butong next to her.

After downing five bowls, her face began to flush, and her eyes became somewhat unfocused. Seeing that the others were still drinking non-stop, she gritted her teeth and drank three more bowls.

This large bowl contains half a jin (250 grams), and counting the first bowl offered by the gray-clad man when he arrived, we have already eaten nine bowls in a row.

The alcohol was taking effect, and coupled with her naturally arrogant and domineering nature, Tong Lao suddenly picked up her wine bowl and handed it to the man in gray: "Boy, your kung fu is not bad, I'll toast you."

She delivered the item with force, but very slowly, clearly testing the man's skill.

The man in gray was slightly taken aback, then laughed and said, "Young lady, you can drink nine bowls in a row, truly a heroine among women. I'm honored by your high regard, drink up!"

He raised his bowl, and with a "clang," it collided with the old woman's wine bowl.

Both had excellent control over their internal energy, and were subtly testing each other. After exchanging a few blows, the Old Woman withdrew her wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

She put down her bowl, her gaze sweeping over the man in gray: "Shaolin internal energy? You're a lay disciple of the Shaolin sect? Hmm, may I ask which generation of the Ling, Xuan, Hui, or Xu lineage your master belongs to?"

The man in gray made no secret of it: "Master Xuanku of the Shaolin School is my mentor."

The old woman nodded upon hearing this. "The Shaolin School truly lives up to its reputation, managing to produce a master like you. Even that little monk Xuanku will be proud to meet Master Lingmen in the future."

After she finished speaking, she drank another bowl of wine.

The man in gray noticed that although her address was somewhat disrespectful, her words were still polite. He assumed she was a little drunk and ignored her.

He raised his hand and drank another bowl, then advised, "If you are not a good drinker, please don't force yourself. Drinking too much is bad for your health."

If he hadn't said that, perhaps after drinking two more bowls, the old woman would have collapsed.

But now, provoked by him, the old woman's face turned bright red, even redder than the drunken shrimp on the table.

"You brat, how dare you look down on your grandma!"

As she spoke, she poured herself another bowl, her movements already somewhat unsteady.

Upon seeing this, the man in gray looked at Zhang Cheng, who was presumably in charge of the table.

Zhang Cheng tilted his head back and downed a bowl of soup, then stood up and gestured to switch seats with the man in gray.

While the two were changing seats, Tong Lao had already drunk two more bowls, and was even more drunk.

She dazedly filled her bowl again, but before she could even pick it up, Zhang Cheng, quick as a flash, swapped his empty bowl with hers and then drank her bowl of wine in one gulp.

The old woman was already drunk and didn't notice that the bowl had been switched. She gulped down the empty bowl with a "plop."

She poured another bowl, which Zhang Cheng then replaced in the same way.

After reading this, the man in gray smiled knowingly and poured himself a drink.

The old woman was eliminated first, leaving three people to continue the competition.

After drinking more than twenty bowls, Bao Butong's face turned pale, and he could no longer hold on, collapsing with a thud.

Only Zhang Cheng and the gray-clad man remained, drinking bowl after bowl. Tong Lao stood by like a mood-maker, pouring wine for Zhang Cheng in a daze, occasionally muttering "Again."

The patrons in the restaurant were initially eager to watch the drinking contest, but after being glanced at indifferently by Li Qiushui, they all shrank back in fear.

The two drank fifty bowls in a row, but still couldn't decide a winner.

Zhang Cheng's physical strength is such that he could drink like this for another day without any problems. But if the gray-clad man opposite him continues to drink, his health might suffer.

He pressed down on the gray-clad man's wrist as he was about to pour wine, stopping him: "Drinking is bad for your health, Chief Qiao, you shouldn't drink anymore." The gray-clad man who was drinking with the crowd was none other than Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Clan, one of the three main characters of Tian Long Ba Bu.

Qiao Feng paused, looked up at Zhang Cheng, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"So you already recognized me, sir." He put down his wine bowl. "But I don't know how you all are addressed."

Zhang Cheng introduced them one by one: "I am Zhang Cheng, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. These two are elders of the sect, and I usually call them Sister Wu and Sister Li."

The man who's passed out drunk is Bao Butong, the head of the Murong family's Golden Phoenix Manor. These two are A'Zhu and A'Bi, young ladies from the Murong family.

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