“I see… Maybe Ye ÒÒ 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. They are all defeated anyway, so it is better to fight one against two. Time is really lost, it can also be said that Elder Lei He’s disciples are two against one, Ye ÒÒ not only won’t throw it in, but also has a bright face!”
“That makes sense, however, Ye ÒÒ is originally a D-ranked mercenary, even if she loses to an S-ranked mercenary, it is reasonable, right ……”
While speaking, Meng Ke cast a disdainful glance at Ye ÒÒ at the top of the ring: “With your strength, how can you win?” Who gave you the courage to act presumptuously in front of me, none of the disciples of Mr. Gong can see… All the records of Wuyou Nie were broken by Senior Sister Linglong, and the remaining few disciples were beaten to death, or were seriously injured… hehe, pitiful.”
“Is that so?”
Ye ÒÒÒ stared at Meng Ke, the cold light within het eyes flashed, and in the next second, in full view of everyone, took the wine gourd out of her waist.
Seeing such a bizarre move from Ye Òn, the crowd had a puzzled look on their faces.
“Contestant number eight, I need to remind you that in martial arts cut-off competitions, you may not use concealed weapons, including poison, acid and poison powder!”
Soon, the referee stood at the bottom of the ring and bellowed coldly towards Ye Òài.
From the referee’s point of view, there may be some mystery in Ye ÒÒ’s wine gourd. What if it’s poisonous powder or sulfuric acid…
Ye ÒÒÒ: “……” What a rich imagination ……
Ye ÒÒ did not pay attention to the judge, after taking out the wine gourd, put the wine gourd into her mouth, the highly concentrated cocktail, was half filled by Ye ÒÒ.
“What is she doing …… drinking? What do you mean?”
“Hahahaha, is it hard to be a drunken fist ……?”
“As the saying goes, wine strengthens one’s courage!”
At the VIP table, Lord Asura saw Ye ÒÒ poured the wine into her mouth, his brows furrowed
……
“ÒÒÒ, why are you drinking in the ring?!” Gong Lao stared at Ye ÒÒà, and spoke in a cold voice.
Back before, Ye ÒÒ asked him for strong wine, only to have him sternly reject it and admonish Ye Ò Ò that as a mercenary, one should always keep a clear head, and that wine can make the mind faint.
However, Mr. Gong never expected that Ye ÒÒ’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 ÒÒ’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… drunkenness? !
“Referee, terminate the match.”
Suddenly, Elder Gong looked at the referee and opened his mouth to speak.
“No, the rules of the martial arts competition do not state that alcohol is not allowed, and there is no rule that says that a drunken person cannot compete, unless contestant number eight admits defeat herself.” The referee shook his head.
In large formal competitions like this, the rules needed to be strictly enforced, and no one outside the arena could compel a surrender for a contestant to concede defeat.
“Heh… the jumping clown.”
Surrounded by both, Meng Tian glanced at Ye ÒÒ, who was sitting on the ring after being drunk, and smiled coldly.
“It’s really boring.”
At this moment, Meng Ke strode towards Ye ÒÒ.
The referee had already made it clear just now that the only way to kill Ye ÒÒ was to kill Ye ÒÒ in one blow.
“Goodbye, clown.”
Meng Ke walked to Ye ÒÒ’s side, sneered, and immediately slapped Ye ÒÒ’s deadly spot with all his strength.
