But in fact there is more than level 50, it’s just that the first world can only accommodate the concept of level 50.

Fang Yu couldn't help but wipe his sweat thinking about it. He even suspected that the warrior king was kidding himself. In three months, he could fight a few moves against one of the ten kings. Then after that,

Will he also become the Ten Kings in a few years?

But the guardian of the battle craftsman's throne is now the legendary Fox, the Gray King.

"...How can this be done?" Although the word 'retreat' did not appear in Fang Pliong's dictionary, he still subconsciously asked in the face of such an impossible thing.

Odin glanced at him and replied confidently: "Normally, of course you can't do it." But he paused: "But I will give you a chance, right?"

"a chance?"

Odin just turned around and said no more.

Fang Yu was also a little curious. The other party mentioned the Continental League in April earlier. It was obviously not without purpose, but for the moment, he couldn't figure out what the purpose was. He followed the other party's gaze and saw the elf tuner from before.

The bartender came back again.

The elf quickly placed two glasses of wine in front of them. Ye Xing, who was listening to the two playing riddles on the side, was a little bored, so he raised his head and said to the elf: "Ai Lier, I want it too."

The elf asked: "What do you want, Miss Night Star?"

"I want gin too."

But the elf placed a small glass of juice in front of her.

Yexing stared at him

"My Lord Tower Keeper's orders," the elf replied, "Miss Night Star must not act nonsense."

At this time, three little goblins also flew in from outside, shouting that they also wanted to drink juice. Ye Xing, who had been reluctant before, was now frightened and quickly opened his hands to protect his cup.

.

However, a cup of juice was actually more than enough for the four little goblins, and Fang Yu couldn't help but feel very interesting as he watched them play around.

But immediately he lost interest, because Odin had already pushed his glass of wine over and looked at him. "If you are a man, you must drink," the warrior king said lightly: "Drinking juice is a small thing.

The child's behavior must be passed under my hands for ten seconds, starting with this glass of wine."

"I'm not a child." Ye Xing protested loudly from the side.

It's a pity that no one paid attention to her.

Fang Yu was speechless. What kind of fallacy is this to say that drinking alcohol can improve combat effectiveness?

But for a moment, he couldn't help but think of Mr. Quelord, 'If you are a man, you must drink.' The other man also said similar words, but this time, there was no Miss Scarpet to save him.

He looked at the wine glass and then at the big sword behind him. Feeling helpless, he could only raise the glass and take a sip. There was a faint fragrance in his mouth.

It seems better than expected.

He was stunned for a moment at first.

Seeing his cautious look, Odin couldn't help but shake his head: "Child." He muttered, then picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

When Fang Yu saw this, his temper also rose. Isn't it because of the alcohol? He didn't think it was anything special. He was already seventeen years old and could not be considered a child. After hesitating for a moment, Fang Yu raised the cup and took a big gulp.

He put down the cup and was about to demonstrate to the other party.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and the elven gin in his mouth, which had previously been refreshing and mellow, had a ferocious look.

It was like a stream of hot lava, sliding down his throat. The burning sensation made Fang Plover almost jump three feet high from the stool. He opened his mouth wide, and could not utter even a single note for a while.

Coughing loudly.

He coughed so much that tears and snot flowed down his face, and he just barely managed to roll on the ground.

Odin put down his wine glass and looked at this guy who wanted to die with some interest. Therefore, if you don't show off your strength, you won't die. Young people just don't understand this truth.

He couldn't help but shook his head again: "Child."

Fang Plover intended to retort, but he was already spinning. He felt light-headed and fell down. At this moment, it was Odin's turn to be slightly startled. If Miss Scarpe was here, she would hold her forehead and shake her head. Unfortunately, there was no one.

Tell the warrior king that this is why she won't let Querod teach the little fool to drink.

Because this guy only drank the 'Water of Life' once and then slept for a day and two nights, and he obviously had no idea whether he could drink or not.

The elf behind the bar glanced at Fang Plover, then walked out from behind, helped him up and leaned against the bar, then raised his head and shook his head at Odin: "Mr. Odin, your friend should drink less.

Better."

Odin didn't seem surprised that the other party recognized him, he just nodded with deep sympathy.

He has seen people who don't know how to drink, but they drink alcohol as soon as they touch it. This is the first time.

…

In a daze, Fang Yu felt as if his head had been struck by a knife.

He woke up with a splitting headache and subconsciously wanted to find water to drink. However, he was startled and realized that he was no longer in the previous hall but had changed to a single room.

There was a bed, and the sheets had a faint fragrance. It looked like the inside of a tree house. Fang Plover could even see the natural wood texture on one side of the wall. There was an arched window on the side of the bed, and the sunlight was shining through the colorful glass.

Come in.

Let there be a slight warmth in the room.

It seemed to be still afternoon outside, and it looked like he hadn't slept for too long. He reached out and fumbled around. There was a kettle and a cup beside the bed, which seemed to have been placed here specially. Fang Plover only felt his mouth was dry, and he didn't care.

There was no cup, so I just picked up the kettle and took a big sip.

Then he let out a hearty breath.

It was only at this moment that Fang Yu finally felt that he was alive. Although his head was still a little groggy, at least he felt much better than before when he was dying. Only then did he calm down and observe the situation around him.

It was at this time that he heard whispers coming from outside the door.

He didn't recognize the first voice that spoke. The voice was gentle, soft but very neutral. He couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman: "You brought the Thorium Leaf back. This is the second time.

It’s also the last time.”

The voice paused for a moment: "So you really plan to use it like this, are you sure?"

The second voice rang out, and this voice was very familiar to Fang Plover. It was the warrior king, Odin's reply: "Master of Nervad, Tower Keeper, Dear King of the East, I am certainly sure

."

"I heard you brought a little one with you?"

Odin didn't answer, but Fang Yu could imagine the way the other party nodded.

The first voice asked: "Is he in there?"

"He drank a little wine yesterday and slept until now."

Fang Yu was startled: "Wait a minute, yesterday??" What the hell, he slept for another day and night? But at this time, the two people outside the door continued to talk: "So what is your request, Odin?"

"Master of Nervad, I hope you will open the Hall of Thousand Doors again."

"The Hall of Thousand Doors?" The voice paused: "Him?"

"Believe me, he has the qualifications."

"Okay," the first voice replied: "I believe in your vision. Besides, I actually have no intention of intervening in your human affairs. For the sake of this leaf, I promise you one more time."

It was at this moment that the door opened with a sound.

For some reason, Fang Yu suddenly felt guilty and hurriedly lay back on the bed, fearing that the two of them would find out that he was eavesdropping.

But just as he closed his eyes, he heard a voice from Odin: "Stop pretending." The warrior king said, "If you drink water louder, the whole hotel can hear it."

Fang Yu opened his eyes with a blushing face. Of course, the other party was exaggerating, but he realized that he was in front of a warrior above level 50, and he thought that the other party would not be able to detect his movements despite being separated by a door.

It's a little too naive.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the man behind Odin.

And Fang Yu couldn't help but be slightly startled, what kind of person is that?
Chapter completed!