War Wolf Jingdu wanted to raise his hands to surrender and called brother, but it was still useless. So Wu Hu stepped in front of War Wolf Jing, "Brother, you take a rest first, I will meet them!"

Wu Hu also figured out the 'sinister intentions' of the members of each group. Unless they completely admit defeat, the drinking game will not stop.

In fact, if they admit defeat, no one will say anything to them, after all, they will participate in the treasure hunt tomorrow.

But Wu Hu felt a little aggrieved by surrendering like this, so he vowed to kill these 'evil forces' one by one.

Although he doesn’t have the skill of ‘not getting drunk after a thousand cups’, he can add some!

Although wine is not food, it also contains energy.

So, taking this opportunity, he directly increased his physical constitution from [92] to [95]. Drinking these 'evil forces' down was his purpose, and adding points was secondary.

In this way, all the wine masters present had a taste of Wu Hu's charisma of "you can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk".

In the live broadcast room, netizens couldn't help but laugh out loud as they watched the contestants from each group being knocked down one by one by Wu Hu and waving their hands to beg to be let go.

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"If these people know that Fat Tiger has a perverted iron stomach that can hold thirty or forty kilograms of food, they will probably regret provoking Fat Tiger! Haha..."

"Alcohol is not food after all, but if your stomach is abnormal, there is nothing wrong with it!"

"I can only say that these guys chose the wrong opponent and used the wrong method, haha..."

"Actually, Fat Tiger is a good drinker, but it's not an exaggeration. After all, the best drinker in the world can drink hundreds of cans of beer in one go!"

"Don't compete with the best in everything! Fat Tiger's drinking capacity is already terrifying!"

…

Wu Hu really enjoyed the drink, mainly because his physical condition increased by three points.

At the end of the drink, when he wanted to add more and made all the barbecue skewers prepared by the program crew, he was told that everyone had finished the food.

Wu Hu was speechless when he heard this, "No, didn't you say you can eat whatever you want? I'm not full yet! Can't you prepare more food?"

The chef who was asked was also a little speechless, please! How much food do we have to prepare to make you full? How much work does it take?

The host Hu Xiaotian was also made a little obsessed by everyone, but he started pretending to be dead early, so he is still a little conscious now.

Hearing Wu Hu's words, he burst out laughing, "Fat Hu, do you think the show crew doesn't know how exaggerated your appetite is? The food we prepared is all quantity, if not for watching you being surrounded by everyone.

Wine, I told you a long time ago, your food limit is five kilograms. If you are not full yet, there are three cases of beer left here, you can drink it yourself slowly!"

Hearing Hu Xiaotian's words, Wu Hu was obviously speechless.

Sure enough, I was targeted again!

In the live broadcast room, netizens were also laughing.

"I knew that the program team would definitely find a way to restrict Fat Hu and not let him indulge in a random meal."

"Actually, five kilograms of food is pretty good. Most people definitely can't eat that much. Although the program team was a little screwed up this time, it's not too screwy."

"But compared to Wu Hu's food intake, this restriction is obviously targeted."

"I think this is nothing. If Fat Hu really makes a meal, he won't have to eat it tomorrow..."

"If it were me, I would just drink three boxes of beer."

"Quickly pull it off! How can you go treasure hunting tomorrow if you're really drunk?"

…

In the end, Wu Hu did not run to deal with the three boxes of beer. Although his physical fitness was increased to [95], his physical fitness was far better than that of ordinary people, but he was still likely to get drunk.

He had drunk a lot tonight, and now his head was starting to feel dizzy. If he drank himself down and affected tomorrow's activities, he would become a laughing stock.

This night seemed very quiet, but not so peaceful.

Everyone was fast asleep, but some people got up and vomited while they were asleep.

Fortunately, I didn't drink too much and needed to be sent to the hospital, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

For a time, the entire beach was filled with a stench wafting in the wind.

In the second group, no one got up and vomited, but the loud snoring made the three girls toss and turn.

Especially the constant snoring around me makes it difficult to sleep peacefully.

When they woke up the next day, the three girls' eye circles were a little swollen.

Zhan Langjing's condition was a little bad. He looked like he couldn't cheer up. He was obviously hungover. He smiled bitterly and said, "Those guys have no good intentions!"

Lao Hu and Milk Cha Lun also looked at each other and smiled bitterly. We can't blame them for their poor drinking capacity. Even if they drink well, they can only end up like Zhan Langjing.

If Wu Hu hadn't played one for a hundred later and blocked all the drinks, it would have been a problem whether Zhan Langjing could get up today.

However, even though Wu Hu drank a little too much last night, he was still in good condition and could even box on the beach in the morning.

The fist wind roared, even rolling up the fine sand on the beach.

A single blow from the Baji Fist shocked everyone onlookers.

However, there were not many people watching, many of them were sleeping in tents and didn’t even think about it!

Most of the people who got up to watch were those who drank less last night. For example, Zhao Niefeng, Zhang Jin, and Wu Yue, their drinking capacity was average.

And they are all martial arts practitioners, so like Zhan Langjing, they can see at a glance how unique Wu Hu's punches are.

Especially the sound of tigers and leopards that faintly sounded like dragons and tigers roaring, making these people who usually claim to be martial arts practitioners a little unbelievable.

Zhang Jin looked at Zhao Nie Feng, looking like he was hesitating to speak, which made Nie Feng laugh out loud, "Just ask whatever you want! What are you doing with all this coquettishness?"

Zhang Jin coughed lightly and said, "I just want to ask Brother Zhuo, where has Fat Tiger's boxing been? Why do I feel like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring? The boxing wind is so sharp."

Zhao Niefeng's drinking capacity is very average, so he didn't drink much last night. The person who drank the most was Universe Dan, followed by Wang Baobao. Both of them have just walked out of the tent now.

Judging from their mental state, they also looked sickly.

But after they watched Wu Hu boxing for a while, their eyes suddenly widened.

Zhao Niefeng nodded and said: "You can't tell much just by looking at the boxing skills, but the feeling of the muscles and bones ringing together is unmistakable. I just don't know how this guy practiced it. He said that he has no authentic inheritance.

Why do I feel like he’s just slapping Zhengzong in the face?”

"..."
Chapter completed!