Urban Invincible Medical Divine

Human Sect members silently made their assessments of Liu Wentian, some with admiration, others with sneering laughter.

Xu Yi and Li Ruan's expressions also changed, with Xu Yi barely concealing his contemptuous smile. He didn't believe that the 'God of Booze' could lose, and even if he could, did this kid really dare to make Brother Qiang kneel down??

If he truly dared, before that, Brother Qiang would chop him into a bloody mess!!

Li Ruan, on the other hand, looked extremely troubled, not because she was afraid of kneeling to Liu Wentian, for she also believed that Liu Wentian had no chance of winning. But now that Liu Wentian had spoken such words, he had slapped the face of "Xin Du Mei", meaning she couldn't possibly protect him any longer. Once Liu Wentian got drunk, his fate would likely be stuffed into a sack, weighted with rocks, and thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

Although she loved to have fun and was annoyed by Liu Wentian for embarrassing her place, she didn't really want to kill a person!!

Li Ruan bit her lip, thinking that if things really went south, she would call her older sister later to help save this kid.

Brother Qiang began to laugh, his fury reaching a boiling point, his smile filled with brutality that sent shivers down the spines of the Human Sect.

"Kid, you're truly courting death, wanting me to kneel down for you?? Fine! If you can outdrink the 'God of Booze', I'll kneel for you!"

"Alright, since you've agreed, let's start drinking," Liu Wentian said.

The God of Booze laughed boisterously, saying, "Kid, don't say I won't go easy on you. What do you want to drink? Vodka? Brandy? Maotai? Er Guo Tou? Pick whatever you like!"

Liu Wentian smiled and said, "Let's save some time, I still need to hurry back. Whatever is the strongest, that's what I'll drink."

He looked towards the bartender, "What's the strongest alcohol you've got here? Bring out a few bottles." Then he laughed again and said, "Oh, and the loser pays for the drinks."

Boastful, his words were even more boastful than those of the God of Booze!!

Liu Wentian's words were essentially saying that he was sure to be the final winner!!

Enraged beyond measure, the God of Booze thought, Damn, this guy is even better at showing off than I am. Still thinking of going back? Will you even live to do so??

The bartender hesitated, then with a strange expression, said, "Sir, are you really sure you want to drink the strongest alcohol we have here?"

Liu Wentian confirmed, "Yes. What's the strongest alcohol you have?"

The bartender replied with gravity, "The strongest drink we have here was concocted by Sister Qin. It's called 'Death in an Instant'. The alcohol content is about 97%, and I can mix it, but I suggest you don't use this drink for the contest. If you accidentally have a few too many, someone could really die."

97% alcohol, nearly pure ethanol. Even seasoned drinkers could hardly take more than one or two shots. Using this alcohol for a contest, spurred on by the atmosphere and drinking a few extra shots... that really could lead to alcohol poisoning and death!!

"No worries, let's go with that one. 'Death in an Instant'. Although the name is simple, it kinda makes me look forward to it. Could it really give a person a taste of death?" Liu Wentian smiled and said.

The bartender forced a wry smile. This alcohol wasn't something to look forward to. A single mistake, and it could be lethal, but seeing Liu Wentian's insistence, and Brother Qiang's threatening presence nearby, he said no more and began to prepare "Death in an Instant".

Seeing Liu Wentian choose "Death in an Instant," the God of Booze's complexion shifted. He, of course, had drunk it before, but at most three shots, and even just those three shots were the highest record at "Xin Du Mei".

This kid, upon hearing 97%, still wanted to drink. Could he possibly be a master??

Hum! Even if you are a master, old man here will drink you to death tonight. I've seen plenty of drinking masters, but which one of them didn't eventually end up lying under the table because of me!

God of Wine sneered inwardly, thinking that no matter how good Liu Wentian's alcohol tolerance was, he could at most drink two glasses.

Being able to drink two glasses of "Death Instant" would already make one the ultimate master of the drinking table.

Soon, the bartender had mixed two glasses of "Death Instant" and placed them on the bar.

Liu Wentian looked at the drinks on the bar and was somewhat dazzled.

The drink was a blood-red color, like thick blood, and this "blood" was boiling and rolling, giving anyone who looked at it a sense of dread, a brutal, bloodthirsty beauty.

Before long, the "blood" stopped rolling and turned into a dark red rose, floating in the blood-red liquor, as if wilting in blood, it embodied a blood-colored rose of waves, carrying a sorrowful loneliness.

"What, you're scared to drink?" God of Wine saw Liu Wentian looking at "Death Instant" without a word, and mocked him with a cold sneer.

Having said that, God of Wine picked up the "Death Instant" in front of him, took a sip, gasped for air, then took another sip and gasped again. He repeated this cycle three times, and the glass of "Death Instant" was finished.

God of Wine's face was already a bit flushed, but he was full of pride, evidently still having plenty of strength to keep drinking.

Qiang Ge was also satisfied and gave him a thumbs up.

There was a round of applause from the onlookers, who naturally understood the potency of "Death Instant". Not to mention drinking a glass like God of Wine, even a single sip was too much to handle.

Some had tried ordering it before, but ended up with a bleeding stomach just from one sip; this stuff was definitely not for ordinary people to indulge in. Seeing God of Wine down a glass so quickly, they all admired him internally, thinking that God of Wine truly deserved his title.

Liu Wentian didn't bother with him but expressed his admiration, saying, "I didn't expect this drink to be so interesting. I feel like the person who crafted this drink was heartbroken. This drink carries some sadness and helplessness, just like the rose in the drink. It's beautiful, but it can only float in 'blood', slowly withering away."

Having said this, Liu Wentian picked up the glass and drank it down as if it were plain water.

Liu Wentian only felt as if this drink was like a knife, cutting savagely from his mouth to his throat to his intestines and into his stomach, filling his mouth with the taste of blood. There was a hint of sweetness and a pleasant flavor among the sanguinity, like a thread of life in a realm of despair.

Liu Wentian felt a slight dizziness in his head very quickly, but he smiled and circulated the spiritual Qi within his body, and the dizzy sensation from the alcohol disappeared soon after.

This was clearly akin to cheating; no matter how formidable the God of Wine was, he was still just an ordinary person, how could he possibly beat him!

"Good wine, it indeed deserves the name 'Death Instant'. It's like a knife, piercing through the throat and gut, threatening to shred one's internal organs. I'm really somewhat curious to meet the person who concocted this drink," praised Liu Wentian, without a hint of change in his face.

All was quiet, as if the scene had been paused, not a sound from anyone!

Someone was the first to snap to their senses and shouted at the bartender, "Did you serve him the wrong drink? Did you give him beer instead? His drinking doesn't look like he's savoring the taste of 'Death Instant' at all, it's like he's drinking plain water!"

The bartender was also incredulous as he looked at Liu Wentian but still glared at the skeptical person, "I didn't serve the wrong drink; it was definitely 'Death Instant'. Didn't you see what that drink looked like just now?"