Panda’s Self-cultivation

　　Who is talking to yourself?

　　 For the first time, Zuifeng did not find the speaker.

　　 Then subconsciously lowered his head, Drunk Feng realized that a dwarf was looking at him dissatisfied.

　　 "Fatty, you are Anduin's helper? The one called Drunk Wind?"

"Um, I am indeed called Drunk Wind, Drunk Wind·Iron Palm." Drunk Wind felt that the dwarf looked familiar to him, but he didn't know who it was. "As for the helper you said, I don't quite understand what it means. Anduin's name didn't say anything."

"Aha, it seems that Anduin didn't tell you the truth? He told me that you are the most drinkable guy he has ever seen! I have bet with him, as long as you can drink me, Stormwind City We Ironforge will help handle half of the reconstructed marble!"

　　 As expected, the person named Anduin is very dirty, right...

　　 But this is a little busy, drunk wind doesn't mind at all-anyway, the monkey stuff I brought from Pandaria is almost gone, the last time I drank it was in Thunder Bluff!

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　　 The largest tent in the Stormwind Barracks has been turned into a place to fight wine. The military map and army model have been removed from the long table, and it has been replaced with two rows of barreled ale.

"Hey, Drunk Wind." Anduin Lothar asked from behind to stab Drunk Wind on the back. "This is the last ale in Stormwind City. You must win! You must know that I was clothed last winter. The three brothers, Ryan, Muradin, and Magni are almost useless! You have to take revenge for me—not to mention that Brian has boasted Haikou. Any helper who is not a dwarf drinks him, he will give him The reconstruction of Stormwind provides half the marble!"

　　 That's right, the guy who danced indefinitely in front of Drunk Wind is the dwarf prince who is also known as the archaeological stranger Gemini, Brian Bronzebeard, together with Zhou Zhuo.

　　 gave Anduin Lothar a "rest assured" look, and the drunk wind began to fight with Brian Bronzebeard.

　　Neither drunkard chose to use the cup, but both chose to directly raise the wine barrel and pour it directly with their heads up.

Anduin Lothar also paid a lot of money. He knew that Drunk Wind had a high taste in eating and drinking. The ale prepared this time was bought from the goblin at high prices, for fear that the quality of the wine would affect Drunk Wind. Play.

　　 The amber ale came out of the barrel and poured into Drunk’s mouth. Good wine and good wine, the lips and teeth leave fragrance.

　　 "Hi~"

　　 "Hiccup~" The two people almost finished the first bucket at the same time.

　　 then raised the second bucket at the same time.

　　 The third barrel, the fourth barrel...

When 　　 drank the seventh bucket, Drunk Feng obviously found that he was a little confused, while Brian Bronzebeard on the opposite side was completely excited-the **** descended!

　　 Anduin Lothar, who was watching the game next to him, couldn't help covering his face at this time. This dwarf is simply cheating! The stunt of the King of the Hill was used to fight wine. Even among the three Bronzebeard brothers, only Brian could do it.

　　 You did it first!

　　Drunk Wind was originally embarrassed to use Brewmaster's skills, but Brian Bronzebeard couldn't help himself, so there is no need to avoid drinking himself-sober up!

　　 As a result, the more you drink, the more energetic you are, and the more you drink your eyes, the more energetic you are.

Finally, the fight ended when Brian Bronzebeard got under the table, and the dwarves who accompanied them almost stared out. They swore in the name of their beards that they had never seen anything so drinkable before, and they could actually drink it. Bryan Bronzebeard who descended from the gods.

The drunk wind at this time is also very uncomfortable. It is the opposite of Brian's unconsciousness. At this time, the drunk wind is simply out of spirit. The true energy on his body is rushing along the meridians, and there is almost a flash of lightning in his eyes. , The mist has already risen above his head.

Drinking sober into concentration is a special technique used by the pandaman Jiu Xian monk. The use of wine to speed up the movement of zhen qi can help the body activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis on the one hand, and on the other hand can make the monk enter a state of "moving Zen" The drunk wind urged the true qi with all his strength for too long, and coupled with the breakthrough soon, some of the trends in the body's true qi could not be controlled at this time. Since this fight was caused by Anduin Lothar, well, let you help dispel the anger.

　　 "Anduin, come and fight with me!" As soon as the voice fell, Drunk Wind had already leaped out of the tent and headed straight to the military camp.

　　 Anduin Lothar also noticed the problem of drunkenness, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Is this a shot at my own foot? Have mercy on my old bone Yo."

　　 Even though he said so, Anduin Lothar still borrowed Turalyon's saber and rushed to the martial arts field.

　　 Most of the people present are fighters. After looking at each other, they were reluctant to miss the duel, and they all left the tent.

When everyone arrived at the martial arts field, Drunk Wind had already drunk Anduin Lothar and became a group. Today’s Drunk Wind is different from the past. It did not take the quick and light wind-walking monk route, but took a rare approach. Following the way of the wine immortal monk that opened up and closed, the true energy lingered all over his body, the left hand fist, the right hand misty language, and the move and attack, each move carried a strong and incomparable true energy.

Anduin Lothar is quite comfortable. Although he is not the most familiar big royal sword in his hand, it is this ordinary saber (Turalyon used a sledge hammer, and this sabre is even more Most of the time, it is used as an ornament). At this time, it has been transformed into a shiny silver snake, and the airtight sword net has blocked the drunk wind and wine mist to Li Anduin Lothar. Not far away.

　　The drunk wind, who could not be attacked for a long time, simply raised his shoulders and raised his elbows, mentioning the words of the mist and started a monk-style charge: "Bull bulls charge!"

Unlike warriors who rely on air to lock when charging, although the monk’s bull rush also seems to be invincible, the skilled monks can always make subtle adjustments, and the drunk wind, who is well versed in wind riding skills Good at this.

　　 Anduin Lothar couldn't evade the situation, and with a roar, he charged towards the drunk wind, like an angry lion, rushing into the drunk wind.

　　 Zuifeng knew that Anduin Lothar's strength was far above him, so he had no reservations in the battle. Just when the two crossed over, and when they turned around, Zuifeng chanted a rare spell!

　　 Pandaman language) Dear Xuanu, I need your help to lower the anger on Kun-Lai Mountain, and the white tiger descends!"

　　 A white tiger statue was summoned out of thin air~www.ltnovel.com~ Yingfengyi rose and turned into a huge white tiger with a head and shoulders of nearly two meters high, with a green arc flashing on his body, and his eyes fixed on Anduin Lothar.

After using the white tiger to descend to the world, Zuifeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the zhenqi in his body gradually calmed down (almost exhausted), and now Zuifeng began to carefully observe the Xuenu projection he successfully summoned for the first time— -As early as when he passed the trials of the four gods, Drunk Wind had already learned the technique of summoning the power of the gods, but due to his lack of strength, he could often only summon a statue.

　　 After breaking through the legend, this was also the first time Zuifeng summoned the projection of the god.

At this time Anduin Lothar's face looked a little serious, and the white tiger in front of him instinctively gave himself a sense of danger-not that the projection could not be solved by itself, but the body of the projection. I am not an opponent.

　　 With a roar, the white tiger leaped high and rushed towards Anduin Lothar, who had just dodged and drew away, and the tiger's tail drew towards him like a whip.

　　 Anduin Lothar dodged the tiger's tail sideways, and took the opportunity to grant it with a sword. The white tiger couldn't dodge the sword, but he also seized the opportunity to slap Anduin Lothar's thigh with a paw.

　　 Anduin Lothar hurriedly swung it out because he was prepared, and because the white tiger became transparent after a sword, he didn't suffer much damage, it was just a little bruised.

　　 Seeing this scene, Zuifeng quickly dissipated the supply of innocent energy, and the white tiger's projection quickly dissipated.

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