Chapter 1678 Take a Sip of Old Wine

"I see... Maybe Ye Wanwan thinks that she will definitely lose, but as the disciple of Elder Gong, it is not easy to surrender when she meets the disciple of Elder Lei He. You will lose anyway, so it is better to fight with one against two. Time is really lost, it can also be said that Elder Lei He's disciples are two against one, and if it is said, Ye Wanwan will not only not throw it in, but will have a bright face!"

"That makes sense, but Ye Wanwan is a D-rank mercenary, so even if she loses to an S-rank mercenary, it makes sense..."

While speaking, Meng Ke glanced at Ye Wanwan disdainfully at the top of the ring: "With your strength, who gave you the courage to act presumptuously in front of me? None of the disciples of Mr. Gong can see Yes... all Wuyou Nie's records were broken by Senior Sister Linglong, and the few remaining disciples were either killed or seriously injured... Oh, poor."

"yes."

Ye Wanwan stared at Meng Ke, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and in the next second, under the watchful eyes of everyone, she took out the wine gourd from her waist.

Seeing Ye Wanwan's strange behavior, everyone was puzzled.

"Contestant No. 8, I need to remind you that hidden weapons are not allowed in martial arts competitions, including poison, sulfuric acid, and poisonous powder!"

Soon, the referee stood at the bottom of the ring and shouted coldly at Ye Wanwan.

From the referee's point of view, there may be some mystery in Ye Wanwan's wine gourd. What if it's poisonous powder or sulfuric acid...

Ye Wanwan: "..." The imagination is really rich...

Ye Wanwan ignored the referee, took out the wine gourd, put it in her mouth, and Ye Wanwan poured half of the high-strength cocktail.

"What is she doing...drinking? What do you mean?"

"Hahaha, could it be that you want to play Drunken Fist..."

"As the saying goes, wine is strong and courageous!"

At the VIP table, Lord Asura saw Ye Wanwan pouring wine into her mouth, her brows furrowed...

...

"Wanwan, why are you drinking on the ring?!" Elder Gong stared at Ye Wanwan and said coldly.

Long ago, Ye Wanwan asked him for strong alcohol, but he sternly refused, and warned Ye Wanwan, as a mercenary, to keep a clear head at all times, alcohol can make the mind faint.

However, Mr. Gong never expected that Ye Wanwan's alcohol addiction would be so strong that she would still be able to take a sip at such a time!

Soon, as everyone saw, Ye Wanwan's complexion was reddish, and she slowly sat on the ring with her chin resting on her right palm, revealing a wicked smile from time to time.

This is... drunk? !

"Referee, stop the game."

Suddenly, Gong Lao looked at the referee and shouted.

"No, in the rules of the martial arts competition, it is not stated that drinking alcohol is not allowed, and there is no rule that says that drunk people cannot compete unless contestant No. 8 admits defeat." The referee shook his head.

This kind of large-scale formal competition must be strictly enforced according to the rules, and outsiders cannot force the players to surrender.

"Heh... the jumping clown."

Surrounded by both, Meng Tian glanced at Ye Wanwan who was sitting on the ring after being drunk, and smiled coldly.

"It's really boring."

At this moment, Meng Ke strode towards Ye Wanwan.

The referee had already made it clear just now that the only way to kill Ye Wanwan was to kill Ye Wanwan in one hit.

"Goodbye, clown."

Meng Ke walked up to Ye Wanwan, sneered, and immediately slapped Ye Wanwan's deadly spot with all his strength.