After consolidating his cultivation, Lu Feng turned to practicing the soul path and passed by like this overnight.

At dawn, since he woke up from his cultivation state, Lu Feng went to the arena, got the license plate, and waited for the fight to begin.

As before, Lu Feng bet one million gold coins for himself, but given the previous record of ten consecutive wins, his odds dropped sharply, and the odds for twenty consecutive wins were only one and five.

But the five-fold odds were already very good. After the bet was completed, Lu Feng left the arena and came to the street where he met Chu Wuwei yesterday. He found an inn and sat by the window.

Before him, there were fighting between the first, second, third and fourth levels of Qi transformation, so when it was his turn, it was at least noon, and Lu Feng was not in a hurry.

Seeing people coming and going, his heart was extremely peaceful and peaceful.

"Hey, brother, you can make it easy for me to find!" Suddenly, a voice came from beside him, interrupting Lu Feng's thoughts.

Turning his head and looking, I found that it was Huang Tong, the fat man who was defeated by himself yesterday.

"What are you looking for me?" Lu Feng said lightly, eating on his own.

"Please drink, my old Huang promised you yesterday. If you kill that bastard, I will invite you to drink. I will never go back on my word." The fat man sat opposite Lu Feng, took out an exquisite jar from his storage ring and put it on the table.

Seeing this packaging, I thought this wine should not be an ordinary wine. Lu Feng suddenly felt curious. I wonder which one is better than the good wine in this world compared to the ones brewed by himself?

"But good wine?" Lu Feng asked, looking at the wine jar.

"Of course, Huang Tong's production will definitely be unique, so you can drink it happily." The fat man said proudly, uncovering the lid, and a strong aroma of wine instantly spread and spread into the inn.

"Wow, what a strong wine smell!"

"It must be a peerless wine!"

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Almost at the same time, everyone 'sucked' their noses and couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's great, come and try it!" Lu Feng knew that the wine was so fragrant that it must be extraordinary. Although it was much worse than his thousand-year-old wine, it was also a good wine.

"Okay!" The fat man shouted, quickly picked up the jar and poured it carefully, and handed it to Lu Feng.

"Brother, this wine is a recipe for my ancestral secret recipe. Most people can't drink it even if they want to. Brother, you can drink it today. That's a blessing for how many years you have cultivated!" The fat man whined.

Ignoring him, Lu Feng picked up the wine glass and sipped it, and found that the wine was indeed good, many times better than the wine in an ordinary inn.

"It's okay, it's a little better than white water!" Lu Feng put down his wine glass and said casually, without praising him extraordinarily.

Hearing Lu Feng's comment, the fat man became anxious and said, "Brother, this is my ancestral wine. Compared with white water, you are simply blaspheming my wine!"

"Yeah!" Lu Feng nodded, indicating that he was listening carefully, but his eyes were looking out the window.

"Brother, can you look at me? I'm talking to you. You're so disrespectful to me!"

"brother!"

"brother!"

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When he found that Lu Feng still ignored him, the fat man said relentlessly, holding his fat hand full of fat swaying in front of Lu Feng.

"What's wrong?" Lu Feng turned around and said with a questioning face.

"Oh!" Hearing this sentence, the fat man was instantly discouraged and said in frustration: "You really don't take a man of 200 pounds seriously!"

"Haha..." Lu Feng suddenly smiled, and he felt extremely funny when he looked at the fat man's expression.

"Okay, I didn't ignore you. This wine is really good, thank you!" Lu Feng praised after picking up the wine glass and drinking the remaining fine wine.

"Really?" The fat man said in an instant: "Brother, you really have vision!"

I really wanted to praise him, but after hearing this, Lu Feng couldn't help but feel speechless. This guy was just here to brag about his good wine.

"Although your wine is good, I have drunk it better than this." Lu Feng was extremely upset when he looked at the fat man's smug look, and then he blew.

"Impossible!" The fat man said anxiously when he heard this, and quickly shouted. In his heart, he always thought that his wine was the best, and no other wine could compare to his wine.

"I won't lie to you, I have indeed drunk it. I still have a little left here. If you don't believe me, please take a look!" Lu Feng continued, his confident look gradually hitting the fat man's confidence.

"Take it out and I'll see!" The fat man stretched out his fat hand and handed it to Lu Feng, saying in disbelief.

"Okay!" Lu Feng agreed, then poured out a little of his wine from the storage ring, put it in the wine glass, then took it out and put it in the fat man's hand.

He took the wine glass, put it under his nose and smelled it. The fat man became energetic in an instant and actually made an action that made Lu Feng extremely disgusting.

He actually licked it!

"How come there is such a good wine?" The fat man said with disbelief, holding the wine glass and licking it several times, and still showing a look of unsatisfactory.

I felt a chill in my heart instantly, and Lu Feng said with disgust: "I'm giving this cup to you, take it back and lick it slowly!"

"Hehe, thank you brother!" The fat man said with a grateful look and quickly pretended carefully.

"Don't you disgusted?" Lu Feng couldn't help asking curiously.

"You haven't finished drinking such a good wine, and you've left a little. It's a waste of resources. I must treasure it and go back and add some water to drink it." The fat man said.

"Stop and stop!" Lu Feng hurriedly stopped. If he asked him to continue talking, Lu Feng would not help but vomit. When he remembered that it was the wine glass he had drunk, Lu Feng felt chills in his heart.

"Don't disgust me, I will introduce you to my friend another day. This wine was brewed by him, and there are dozens of jars of him there." Lu Feng said hurriedly.

"Really?" The fat man said excitedly, and his fat hands grabbed Lu Feng in an instant and said, "Brother, you are really great. Don't say anything else. As long as you introduce me to this master, I will make wine for you for free in the future."

"Okay, okay, what a big deal, it's going to make you excited." Lu Feng said speechlessly, shook off his greasy fat hands, with a look of disgust.

The two continued to sit for half an hour and chatted for a while, but most of the time it was Huang Tong who said that Lu Feng was dealing with it casually.

The master of winemaking is Lu Feng himself. He can edit whatever he wants. In short, he deals with it randomly. In the end, when Lu Feng feels that he can't continue to edit it, he is ready to leave.

I wanted to stay quietly for a while, but I didn't expect to meet a chatterbox. Lu Feng was speechless. After calling the boss to pay the bill, he walked to the arena, preparing to participate in the fifth-level fight for Qi transformation.
Chapter completed!