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Raindrops clipped the mirror, and the two bridges fell rainbow.

People smoke cold orange grapefruit, autumn color old parasol tree.

As long as one was not twenty-five years old, they could participate in the "Rookie Martial Arts Competition", which was held once every ten years. If one was strong, was lucky, and was able to win a place in the Rookie Martial Competition, then it would only benefit the sect that this person belonged to, and not only would they have a good reputation, they would also have a good chance of rising to a higher level, because the "Rookie Martial Arts Competition", which was produced before the "Rookie Martial Competition", would definitely become an idded idol in the hearts of many youths. Thus, in this period of time, Tianjing had been filled with youths from all over the place. The youth's favorite place was the restaurant, which had caused the various restaurants in Tianjing to be overcrowded.

In a certain restaurant in Tianjing, there were tables and chairs filled with people. There were people dressed in black, people dressed in white, people dressed in purple, people holding sabers, people holding swords, people holding hammers, and people not taking anything else. Many of the youths were chatting, "Brother Wang, I didn't think that you would be able to reach the fourth layer of at just 25 years old. The man called Brother Wang heard this and nodded his head in satisfaction. Although he tried his best to hide it, it was obvious from his eyes that he was proud. "Brother Chen, you flatter me! You're too kind! Brother Chen is not bad either. At the age of 22, he was able to reach the third stage of the « Nine Solitary Sword ». This « Nine Solitary Sword » is slightly higher than my « Heavenly Dragon Mantra ». "Awesome!" The youth surnamed Chen burst into laughter, cursing in his heart, "Bastard, I really thought you'd win the championship. Your mental cultivation method is compatible with my >. The champion of this Martial Arts Competition will definitely be me!"

"Haha, Brother Wang is too polite. I really can't afford to praise me like this."

"Brother Chen, you don't need to be a stranger. We are both the leaders of the young people in Martial Arts. We need to exchange pointers so that we can serve as role models for the young people below us."

On the surface, they were on good terms with each other, but in reality, they were all treating each other as their enemies. They were all thinking of ways to defeat the other party in the rookie competition and obtain a better ranking. The young girl was extremely beautiful, appearing to be nineteen years old. She stood tall and straight, wearing a fiery red robe, and she was brimming with vitality. The young girl sat in a corner next to the window, and there was a jug of wine on the table.

"My external martial art, 'Strength of the Bull', is already at the fourth level. Every part of my body has the strength of 400 pounds!"

A white-clothed youth mocked after hearing this, "Then you've really become a raging bull. No wonder you can practice such a strange cultivation method. It's because you look like a stupid cow!" The crowd couldn't help but laugh as they heard the white-clothed youth's words. That young man was so angry that his face turned red and his ears flushed red. He hated it when people said that he looked like an ox, even if he really did look like one. The young man in white showed no fear as he smiled and waved his hand, "A gentleman doesn't want to make a move. If you make a move on me, then you'll have to admit that you're a barbarian cow."

The young man felt that the words of the white-clothed youth were reasonable and slowly sat down, "Then, what do you think we should do?"

"This is a restaurant, so of course we have to drink inside. If you are not convinced, then let's compete in alcohol consumption!" Barbarian Cow's eyes lit up. His alcohol capacity was not bad and drinking two jars of strong liquor was not a problem. If this guy wanted to compete with him in alcohol capacity, he would be asking for trouble. Thinking of this, Barbarian Cow could not help but giggle, "Good!" "Then let's compete in alcohol consumption!" He knew that this person was very confident in his ability to drink. Thus, he said calmly, "Don't be in such a hurry to drink it. Of course, you can't just drink it for nothing. There's a bet to be made."

"What bet?"

"It's very simple. The loser will not only have to pay for the wine, but will also have to voluntarily withdraw from the Rookie Martial Competition. There are many colleagues here to testify to this, so you can't act shamelessly."

"This." The reason why he worked so hard in the past few years was to obtain a good ranking in the Rookie Martial Arts Competition so that he could gain face for his unknown sect. It could be said that he shouldered the burden of the hope of the entire sect, so when he looked at the still confident smile on the youth's face, he felt like he could retreat, "This kid looks like he can drink a lot! Otherwise, why would he be sitting there so casually? " The more the Barbaric Cow thought, the more afraid he became. In the end, not even a shred of confidence remained. "Me."

"What is it? Scared? "Haa!" That's right, didn't you quarrel very fiercely just now! " When the people in the restaurant saw that the Barbaric Ox was hesitating, they all started to provoke him. When the Barbaric Ox heard these words, his heart thumped even harder. He could neither drink nor refuse to drink. The white-clothed youth casually waved his fan, walking in front of the red-clothed girl. "Miss, would you be interested in watching me drink with this man?" The girl in red had been watching since just now, and she was also a little interested. She nodded, stood up, and walked over. The white-clothed youth was even more happy. He thought that if he drank the Barbarian Cow under the table, the red-clothed girl might develop a favorable impression of him. As he thought this, he fanned himself confidently. It was already autumn, and the weather in Tianjing was colder. However, there were still many scholars or martial arts students who carried a fan with them in order to maintain their posture.

When the Barbaric Cow saw that the red-clothed girl had also come to join in the fun, he was at a loss for what to do. He was afraid that the white-clothed youth would win against him, but he also didn't want to lose face in front of a beauty. At this time, everyone started shouting and shouting, "Haargh!" Heh! Heh! "Haargh!"

Just as the Savage Cow could no longer endure and was about to start drinking, a young man in a black robe suddenly jumped in from outside. This young man was even more handsome than the man in white, with a meter long saber hanging from his waist, and he entered with a very dashing movement, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the restaurant. Everyone quieted down, and after landing, the young man frowned and slowly asked: "Who wants to drink?"