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Text_Chapter 151

Chapter 151: The heroic spirit

Fighting wine and fighting martial arts!

This also attracted some people who had never participated in the wedding chamber. Seeing Zhou Ze alone fighting against the heroes, more and more people were watching. People who didn't want to have a wedding chamber were also ready to move at this time.

Because everyone wants to fight, not all for the bridal chamber. It is also more about verifying what they have learned. Now there is a good opportunity, so they naturally want to take this opportunity to understand themselves.

A jar of wine and a person fought against each other. Many people were excited to see it and admire Zhou Ze in their hearts.

One battle after another, but even if Zhou Ze suppressed his strength, no one could hold on to Zhou Ze's hundred moves.

Many people watched Zhou Ze drink one jar after another, and one cultivator after another confronted him.

The wine jars were smashed together every time, and the ground was already full of fragments of the wine jar.

Zhou Ze was still full of energy and stood there with great enthusiasm, and he refused everyone, fighting wine and fighting martial arts. Many people were moved by it when they saw it.

Wu Xiyu was the one who was most touched. He watched Zhou Ze face the heroes with full fighting spirit, and every battle showed its peak momentum, fighting one by one, defeating one by one.

In this series of battles, Zhou Ze had drunk more than 60 jars of wine and defeated more than 60 practitioners.

Wu Xiyu was watching from the side, and was also influenced by Zhou Ze. He wanted to replace Zhou Ze and transform into Zhou Ze into a fight with these heroes. The blood in his body was boiling, and his eyes were burning when he looked at Zhou Ze. This is how men should be in this world.

The war continued, and Zhou Ze and they became more and more fierce. It seemed that the drunkenness was coming, and Zhou Ze seemed even more fierce.

The forces that can reach Kunlun are all famous forces. The outstanding disciples they have cultivated are naturally extraordinary, not to mention that there are also saints of the ancient sects, which is definitely a terrifying existence.

One after another, many people think that Zhou Ze should have reached the limit and should have lost. However, Zhou Ze became more and more brave and had no tendency to lose.

On the contrary, Zhou Ze's attitude inspired the passion of these men and fought fiercely with Zhou Ze.

Every battle was so dazzling that everyone was watching, because it was too extraordinary. Everyone was extraordinary. They dared to go up because they were confident in themselves and believed that they could suppress Zhou Ze, but no matter how exquisite the moves or how fierce the attack was, they were all taken by Zhou Ze.

"The Purple Flame Method of the Purple Flame Ancient Sect was actually blocked!"

"The unique skills of the Xuanyan family were also blocked by him!"

"The Wuwang Greed Heaven of the Holy Son of Wuwang is also broken by him!"

“…”

Many people were shocked, and their eyes became more and more serious as Zhou Ze's eyes became more and more serious. After dozens of games, Zhou Ze had not been injured yet and could block it every time, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Young Supreme!"

"Absolutely comparable to the supreme young man in ancient times!"

"This is still a situation where the same force is suppressed!"

"If it's the same level, I'm afraid no one can hold on to thirty moves in his hands!"

"These practitioners who took action are all famous talents!"

"Tsk tsk, the Goddess Mother's eyes are really undeniable!"

"Only the young supreme can fight such combat power!"

"Yes! If he hadn't suppressed his fellow power, we would not have been able to fight him at all!"

“…”

Many people were talking and looking at Zhou Ze. At this time, Zhou Ze finished a jar of wine again and fought with another practitioner. Until now, more than 80 practitioners have lost their hands. Each one has not insisted on a hundred moves, and in fact, only a few people can exceed fifty moves.

"The amount of alcohol is huge, and the force is unfathomable!"

"No wonder the three Divine King Realms brought many practitioners to kill him, but he easily killed him!"

"Hehe! It's not a good thing for Brahma Holy Land to get into such a person!"

"Yes! Although such an existence is afraid to attack their holy land, they should be careful when they meet disciples who have been trained outside!"

“…”

There were many discussions around and everyone was paying attention to this battle. Later, even some older generations came to pay attention to this battle. Of course, they could not make a wedding chamber, but they were shining brightly when they looked at Zhou Ze.

Some leaders even ordered their disciples to test Zhou Ze's potential and see what kind of strength and secrets the husband chosen by Kunlun God Mother hides.

The debris of the wine jar had accumulated into a hill, and Zhou Ze drank hundreds of fine jars of fine wine. Even though Zhou Ze consumed the power of the wine in succession and continued to evaporate and release, he felt a little drunk at this time.

This made him even more crazy to drive his power, using the power to dispel the spirit of alcohol.

Seeing Zhou Ze like this, many people were watching. They were so excited that they were fighting against all the heroes. How magnificent!

Wu Xiyu drank three jars of wine at this time, clenched his fists tightly, and he wanted to participate in the field!

"When Brother Zhou can't hold on, I'll take over him!" Wu Xiyu made a decision in his heart.

Zhou Ze has fought for hundreds of games in a row, and the characters in each game are the best in each domain. He is confident that Zhou Ze should not be able to fight for long. He will reach his limit.

Such a wheel battle is terrifying, and it is difficult for Zhou Ze to bear it, especially since he has drunk so much wine. If it weren't for the continuous battle, so much wine would have been knocked down by him long ago.

"Boom..." Zhou Ze rushed out with a force and defeated a saint of ancient sect within thirty moves again. He waved his arm, picked up a jar of wine, looked down on all sides, "Come again!"

Many people looked at each other and looked at the man standing there carrying a wine jar with a look of awe.

"It's so fun to be able to fight with a person like Brother Zhou. Although this time, Brother Zhou will take advantage of the danger, even if he wins, he will be unfair. But I will regret missing this battle for the rest of my life!" A young man shot up and landed in front of Zhou Ze. After holding a jar of wine, he whispered and whispered.

"Hahaha!" Zhou Ze also raised his head and drank it, looking at the other party and said, "There is nothing that can't be defeated, because you can't win!"

"That's up to Brother Zhou's tricks!" The other party laughed and rushed to Zhou Ze directly. As soon as he made a move, he evolved into a fierce crocodile swinging his tail.

"The Holy Son of the Ancient Demon Cervical Cult!" Someone exclaimed that this is a first-class ancient sect in one region. It is rumored that this generation of saints is the most outstanding saint in thousands of years. Especially because of him, he has obtained the true inheritance of the Ancient Demon Cervical Cult and made up for his unique skills. Unexpectedly, he also appeared to fight Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze and the Demon Crocodile Saint Son fought each other, and many people thought that Zhou Ze might be defeated in this battle. It was not that Zhou Ze was not as good as the other party, but that he had fought for too long and had suppressed the same force.

But the result made everyone stunned, because the Demon Crocodile Holy Son was defeated by Zhou Ze in 96 moves after 95 moves. He had never supported a hundred moves.

"Come again!" Zhou Ze rolled over another jar of wine and shouted loudly.

There was a silence around him, looking at Zhou Ze blankly, only to think that this was the real man's might and heroic spirit.
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