Chapter 1679: Drink a gulp of good ol’ alcohol


    "I get it... Ye Wanwan probably knew she would lose without any doubt, but it wouldn''t be good to


    surrender as Elder Gong''s disciple upon encountering Elder Lei He''s disciple. Hence, since she was


    going to lose anyway, it would be better to have a one versus two so that she could im Elder Lei


    He''s disciples fought against her in a pair if she really lost. This way, not only would she not humiliate


    herself if the fight was publicized, but she would also look good!"


    "That''s reasonable. However, Ye Wanwan''s a D-rank mercenary anyway, so it''s reasonable for her to


    lose to an S-rank mercenary, no...?"


    As the audience conversed, Meng Ke derisively nced at Ye Wanwan. "With this tiny strength, who


    gave you the courage to act so insolently in front of me? Every single one of Elder Gong''s disciples is


    truly a disappointment... Worriless Nie''s records were all broken by Senior Sister Linglong. As for the


    remaining disciples, they''re either beaten to death or seriously injured... Heh, how pitiful."


    "Is that so?" Ye Wanwan stared at Meng Ke, a chilly glint shing through her eyes. Then she picked


    up her gourd in front of everyone.


    Everyone was bewildered by her strange move.


    "Contestant #8, I would like to remind you that you can''t use concealed weapons in this martial


    her from beneath the stage.


    The referee believed Ye Wanwan''s gourd might be some hidden mechanism. What if it was a


    poisonous powder or sulfuric acid...


    "..."?What a wild imagination...


    Ye Wanwan ignored the referee and ced the gourd by her mouth. In a breath, she finished half of the


    high-alcohol-content cocktail.


    "What''s she doing...? Is she drinking? What''s she nning?"


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    "Hahaha, is she about to use the Drunken Fists...?"


    "The saying is right alcohol emboldens the cowardly!"


    Lord Asura involuntarily locked his brows together upon seeing Ye Wanwan drink the alcohol...


    ...


    "Wanwan, why are you suddenly drinking on the stage?!" Elder Gong shouted at her.


    Earlier, Ye Wanwan had asked him for strong liquor but was sternly rejected by him. He also warned


    her to always keep a clear mind as a mercenary and that alcohol could fog the mind.


    However, Elder Gong didn''t expect Ye Wanwan''s alcohol addiction to be this severe. She was even in


    the mood to drink at a time like this!


    Soon, everyone watched as Ye Wanwan sat down on the stage with slightly flushed cheeks. She


    propped her chin up with her right hand and revealed a bewitching smile every now and then.


    She is... drunk?!


    "Referee, end the match," Elder Gong shouted at the referee.


    "We can''t. The martialpetition''s rules don''t clearly state that drinking alcohol isn''t permitted. There


    also isn''t a rule that states an intoxicated person can''tpete unless contestant #8 admits defeat


    herself." The referee shook his head.


    This type ofrge-scalepetition had to strictly follow the rules, so the audience couldn''t forcefully


    surrender on a contestant''s behalf.


    "Heh... a performative clown."


    Meng Tian mocked with his arms crossed after a nce at Ye Wanwan, who was sitting on the stage


    after getting drunk.


    "How boring."


    Meng Ke strode toward Ye Wanwan.


    The referee clearly stated earlier that the match would end when the winner was evident, so she had to


    kill Ye Wanwan with one blow if she wanted to make Ye Wanwan die on the stage.


    "Goodbye, clown."


    Meng Ke stopped next to Ye Wanwan and snorted before putting all her strength behind her palm and


    pping Ye Wanwan''s fatal point.