Martial Arts Overlord-Chapter 783 - 781: An Astonishing Duel!

CRASH! CRASH! CRASH! CRASH! CRASH!

One by one, wine jars smashed onto the floor, shattering into pieces. The entire second floor of the tavern was permeated with a potent aroma of liquor, enough to make anyone who breathed it in slightly tipsy.

Lanyu's charming face was flushed, and her bright eyes, as if veiled by a layer of mist, made her appear even more captivating. She downed a jar of wine in one go, looked at the towering Martial Artist, and said, "Let's continue."

"Bring it on! I'm not afraid of you!"

The towering Martial Artist's demeanor was wild. With a flick of his fingers, two wine jars flew into his grasp.

After knocking off the clay seals, the towering Martial Artist lifted both jars simultaneously, liquor gushing into his mouth, swallowed mouthful after mouthful, leaving the nearby Martial Artists staring in disbelief.

Lanyu smiled, her jade-like hand beckoning, equally summoning two jars of Moon Shadow Jade Dew Liquor. She finished her drink at almost the exact same moment as the towering Martial Artist.

CRASH!

"Again!"

The towering Martial Artist smashed the empty jars on the ground and grabbed two more…

On the second floor, all the patrons were dumbfounded.

From the moment they began their drinking contest until now, each had consumed over twenty jars of Moon Shadow Jade Dew Liquor, as if it wasn't liquor, but water. However, the strong alcoholic fragrance permeating the air belied this notion.

Everyone wondered in their hearts what would happen if they were in their shoes.

The conclusion was disheartening: forget twenty jars, even ten would have left them helplessly drunk and unconscious.

Nanxuan looked at Lanyu with wide, admiring eyes. "This big sister is amazing! Senior Brother, it looks like we're definitely going to win."

Lin Yue'er and Fang Lin also breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Qingwu glanced at Luo Feng and asked, "Did you know this would happen?"

Luo Feng touched his nose, nodded, then shook his head, and said, "It's still a bit too early to talk about victory or defeat."

Although he said this, Luo Feng was fully confident in Lanyu's victory.

When he left Red Valley City, Lanyu had single-handedly drunk dozens of elite Martial Artists from the Red Flame Adventure Group under the table, all without showing any signs of intoxication herself. If she were to lose this, he would graciously concede defeat.

「Elsewhere」

Duan Lin's face had, at some point, turned exceptionally gloomy.

He had thought that with Cheng Xiong participating, defeating Luo Feng and Lanyu in the drinking contest would be an easy victory, requiring little effort.

He never expected that a mere woman could possess such a capacity for alcohol, holding her own against Cheng Xiong—it was simply preposterous!

"Senior Brother Duan, can Cheng Xiong win?"

Seated beside him, the small-eyed Martial Artist stared at the Yuan Stones on the adjacent table with a worried expression.

Previously, he wouldn't have cared much about winning or losing. Even if they lost and failed to deal with Luo Feng, he would only miss out on the reward from that person.

But now it was different. They had wagered everything they owned. If they lost these twenty thousand grade-two Yuan Stones, all three of them would be destitute. He didn't believe Duan Lin would ever repay him his share.

Coldly snorting, Duan Lin gazed at Lanyu and said solemnly, "Don't worry, she won't last much longer. Once she collapses, Luo Feng will be no threat. As long as Cheng Xiong gets Luo Feng drunk, then when that person arrives, Luo Feng will be as good as dead!"

"Mm."

A cruel look flashed across the small-eyed Martial Artist's face. "That Luo Feng actually dared to show no respect for Senior Brother Duan. He deserves to die a thousand deaths!"

While the crowd murmured, Lanyu and the towering Martial Artist didn't pause for a moment.

Twenty jars!

Fifty jars!

Seventy jars!

Each of them had drunk a full eighty jars of Moon Shadow Jade Dew Liquor, yet there was still no clear winner.

At this moment, steam visibly rose from the heads of both Lanyu and the towering Martial Artist; both were using their Yuan Qi to steam the excess liquid from their bodies.

"Ninety jars!"

A middle-aged Swordsman, looking at the empty wine jars beside the two, couldn't help but swallow hard.

The empty wine jars beside Lanyu and the towering Martial Artist were piled up like a small hill.

"Are these two even human? This is too terrifying! To actually drink ninety jars of Moon Shadow Jade Dew Liquor and still not be drunk. I'd be unconscious for a whole day after just one jar."

"Too amazing, simply unimaginable! I'd heard that Liquor Bear from the Sky Sword Pavilion had an immense capacity for alcohol and was somewhat skeptical, but now it seems he truly is formidable!"

"Liquor Bear is indeed formidable, but Lanyu from the Green Flame Adventure Group is even more terrifying."

"Indeed. A mere woman, able to drink ninety jars of Moon Shadow Jade Dew Liquor and hold her own against Liquor Bear—that's truly remarkable. No wonder Luo Feng is so composed."

"Tsk, tsk. Luo Feng and Duan Lin have wagered a massive twenty thousand grade-two Yuan Stones. This is no longer a simple drinking contest."

"I wonder who will have the last laugh."

The rtiad figures nearby were all dumbstruck; they couldn't imagine that someone could actually drink ninety jars of Moon Shadow Jade Dew Liquor without getting drunk.

It wasn't just them; the Shopkeeper of Linxian Building and the female attendants were equally stunned, their eyes fixed unblinkingly on Lanyu and the towering Martial Artist in the center of the room.

CRACK!

Suddenly, the towering Martial Artist, having just grabbed a jar of liquor, swayed. The jar slipped from his hand, falling to the floor and shattering.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the towering Martial Artist.

At this point, the towering Martial Artist's face was as red as fire. His eyes, no longer spirited, were hazy. He stood there, swaying like a reed in the wind, clearly showing signs of drunkenness.

Although Martial Artists could use Yuan Qi to steam out the liquid from their bodies, the intoxicating effects of the alcohol remained. Having consumed a full ninety-four jars of Moon Shadow Jade Dew Liquor, the towering Martial Artist felt as if heaven and earth were spinning.

Lanyu drained her jar, looked at the towering Martial Artist with slightly tipsy eyes, and said calmly, "You've lost."

"I haven't lost!" the towering Martial Artist roared, his face flushed.

Lanyu didn't waste words. With a wave of her hand, a jar of wine landed in front of the towering Martial Artist. "Then finish this."

"Drink it, I will! You think you can beat me?"

The towering Martial Artist slowly exhaled a turbid breath. Looking at the wine jar, which seemed to have split into four blurry images, he rubbed his eyes hard and reached for it.

THUD!

Just as his fingers touched the jar, the towering Martial Artist suddenly collapsed to the ground, lying prone and motionless for a long moment.

A moment later, the Shopkeeper of Linxian Building walked over, checked him, and announced, "He's fallen asleep."

Hearing this, a wave of laughter erupted throughout the tavern.

"Lanyu won! Even Liquor Bear is no match for her."

"Indeed, Lanyu is too formidable. Look at her; after drinking so much, her steps haven't faltered in the slightest."

"Exactly. If Luo Feng is said to be monstrously strong, then Lanyu's alcohol tolerance is monstrously high. One can't help but be impressed."

Luo Feng stood up and said to Lanyu, "Thank you."

Lanyu turned to look at Luo Feng, shook her head slightly, exhaled a breath laden with the scent of alcohol, patted the wine jar in her hand, and smiled. "I've been craving this Moon Shadow Jade Dew Liquor from Linxian Building for a long time. Since someone is treating, I naturally couldn't ask for more…"

Luo Feng smiled wryly to himself, his gaze shifting to Duan Lin on the other side. "Brother Duan, I'll be taking these twenty thousand grade-two Yuan Stones then."

With that said, Luo Feng waved his hand, and the two wooden boxes on the table, including the Black Profound Wood Box that Duan Lin had produced, all disappeared into his storage ring.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Duan Lin's face twitched violently, a pang of heartache gripping him.

These grade-two Yuan Stones were his entire fortune; a portion of which he had even borrowed from two of his fellow sect members. Losing them all at once meant he was utterly ruined.

However, in front of so many people, he couldn't go back on his word. He could only clench his fists tightly, the depths of his eyes flashing with an increasingly venomous light. Just you wait, kid! Be arrogant for a little longer. Once that person arrives, it will be your doom!

"Gentlemen, please wait a moment."

The Proprietress of Linxian Building slowly approached.

"What is it?" Duan Lin, his mood at rock bottom, barked coldly, glaring at the Proprietress.

The Proprietress produced a bill, her red lips parting slightly as she smiled. "Just now, Lanyu and Cheng Xiong consumed a total of one hundred eighty-nine jars of Moon Shadow Jade Dew Liquor. Of these, one hundred twenty-four jars were low-grade, fifty-six were mid-grade, and twenty-three were high-grade. The one jar Cheng Xiong smashed will be on the house. The total price is eleven thousand five hundred grade-two Yuan Stones. Here is the bill."

"Over ten thousand Yuan Stones!" Duan Lin's face stiffened, clearly shocked by the sum.

The Proprietress smiled. "The brewing of Moon Shadow Jade Dew Liquor requires a True Yuan Realm expert to draw upon the Yuehua dew condensed in the Central Sky Region. It can help Martial Artists refine impurities within their bodies. This price is already very fair; you can verify this with others. Furthermore, given that you purchased such a large quantity at once, I have already applied a ten percent discount."

Luo Feng glanced impassively at Duan Lin. Seeing the other's devastated expression, Luo Feng smiled. "Brother Duan, since you were treating, please settle the bill. A mere ten thousand-plus grade-two Yuan Stones should be a trivial sum for an expert of your standing on the Dragon List."

Duan Lin's face flushed with anger. Even a fool would understand the mockery in Luo Feng's words. Anger made the veins on his forehead throb.

What infuriated him was that Cheng Xiong himself had made the offer. If he were to go back on his word now, he would undoubtedly become a laughingstock. Upon returning to the Golden Palace, he would likely face punishment.

His brow twitched violently a few times. Duan Lin looked at Luo Feng and thought to himself: As long as that person arrives, I'll receive a reward of fifty thousand grade-two Yuan Stones! No matter what, Luo Feng must be kept here today.

Taking a deep breath, Duan Lin turned to the Proprietress and said, "I don't have that many Yuan Stones on me. Can you put it on my tab? I will deliver the Yuan Stones later."

The Proprietress shook her head and stated calmly, "A tab is possible, but collateral is required."

Hearing this, Duan Lin said coldly, "Do you not know who I am?"

The Proprietress remained unmoved. "I naturally know. However, the rule applies to everyone. In the rtiad, life hangs by a thread. Today one might enjoy wealth and prestige, tomorrow they might be a nameless corpse by the roadside. Our small establishment cannot afford to take such a significant risk."

"You!" Duan Lin roared and slammed his palm towards the adjacent table.

HUM!

Before his palm could land, a fair, slender hand suddenly appeared, blocking it in front of the table.

The Proprietress intercepted Duan Lin, stating expressionlessly, "Young Master Duan, please show some restraint."

Duan Lin's gaze narrowed. This woman actually managed to block my palm strike without even flinching!

Taking a breath, Duan Lin hesitated for a moment. Finally, gritting his teeth, he slapped a green sword and a manual onto the table, saying coldly, "A grade-four Spirit Weapon, the Xuanqing Cold Moon Sword! And a mid-Profound Level Light Martial Arts technique, the Congye Flying Skill. I will retrieve them in ten days!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Lin's gaze snapped to Luo Feng, his eyes as cold and sharp as a sword.