Hail the King

One thousand, the contest between warriors

At the beginning of the banquet, the atmosphere was a little cold

Drogba waited for the hammer to look at the guests sitting opposite him with strange eyes

I have received a notification from Brook before, and generally know the identities of the strong orcs. Hammer Gate's eyes are full of curiosity. After all, they are not of the same race, and they are slightly repulsive in their hearts. Few people speak

And the orcs don't care about other things

They were completely defeated by the delicacies and wines in front of them, and put all their thoughts and energy into fighting against the food.

In the end, the orcs, who had never enjoyed it so much, were completely drunk

"It's so delicious, it's so delicious, O'Neill almost swallowed his tongue, this place is really heaven, God of Beasts, let me live here forever"

Under the influence of alcohol, it was the careless Bill Bear O'Neill who was the first to reveal his true nature

He completely let go, took off the helmet that covered most of his head, and put it on the ground with a bang. With his arms like iron hoops, he simply picked up an oak wine barrel weighing half a ton, held it high above his head, and drank it directly. Get up and talk about Baidu search for "fiction"

The ministers of Chambord, who saw the face of the orc for the first time, let out a burst of exclamation

However, the bear man's head does not seem to be as ferocious and ferocious as everyone imagined, but rather cute and naive. O'Neill's action, accompanied by his sincerity, made the Shambord man on the opposite side suddenly reject the orc. so serious

Someone took the lead, and the other repressed orcs ignored the words of High Priest Fox, so naturally they followed suit.

Beside O'Neill, Nowitzki, the also depressed and hard-working Tauren, laughed loudly, took off his huge helmet that was in the way, and drank heavily.

Fox High Priest Nash originally wanted to stop him, but he heard a loud cheer in his ears, and the Chambord warriors also applauded the boldness of the two orcs, suddenly realized something, smiled slightly, and lowered their heads to the side What did the other companions say?

Soon, the other orcs who were still barely maintaining their restraint also lifted their covers and revealed their true colors

"Okay, it really is the most forthright and sincere race in the legend."

Drogba with black hair couldn't help but patted his thigh

With a bang, the mallet picked up the oak wine barrel weighing half a ton, and walked up to O'Neill, the Bear Bear of the Bir tribe, with a few strides.

"Why don't you dare?" O'Neill didn't expect that a human race could pick up a barrel weighing half a ton at will. Obviously, he had a lot of strength. He immediately looked up at Drogba and bulged his biceps, which were almost as thick as Drogba's waist. head, laughing, standing up defiantly

To say that Drogba is definitely considered a giant in Chambord City, but this comparison is a bit dwarfed, and it is only at the position of O'Neill's lower chest, which is much worse.

The two didn't say much, picked up their respective oak barrels, and started to drink

In the end, he simply lifted the wine barrel over his head, opened his mouth wide, and poured it down into his stomach

"Paralyzed, you two bastards, you're wasting my good wine" His Majesty the King murmured in his heart, maybe one-third of the good wine was poured on him and on the ground by them?

But that's fine, alcohol is a wonderful thing

His Majesty the King wished that these bastards under his tent could mingle with the powerful orcs

Drogba is a bastard who often gets dirty, but there are subtleties in the coarseness,

The reason for doing this must be to understand His Majesty's intentions, and to use this method to shorten the distance between the orcs

Obviously, for the orcs who are used to going straight to the point, Drogba's straight-to-the-point approach really suits their appetite

Amid the cheers and whistles of the crowd, the wine fight between the two strong men finally came to a conclusion

Drogba is a bit wronged to lose

Because O'Neill's mouth is bigger than him, and his throat is thicker than him, the speed of "pouring" is naturally a little faster than him, and finally lost by a gap of 30 seconds.

Innate disadvantage, this really can't be helped.

However, at the end of the drink, the two guys with the same well-developed limbs and simple brains had a feeling of sympathy for each other

"Amazing, you are the first to be able to fight wine with my old Austrian"

O'Neill taps Drogba on the shoulder

"You are also the first to win a little bit of wine with me"

Didier Drogba jumped up without showing weakness, reached O'Neill's shoulder and patted back

The two met and laughed

At the same time, amidst the uproar, Pierce, Oleg and others also found their opponents with wine barrels. They had a boxing game with Nowitzki of the Bull Tauren, Duncan of the House Centaur and others. Order, reached a piece

Under the influence of alcohol, two fighters of different races quickly became like-minded friends because of their bold natures.

The atmosphere in the hall was completely heated up.

Fei narrowed his eyes slightly, smiling like an old fox who stole a chicken

There was a lot of noise from people, cups of wine were intertwined, finger-guessing orders were played, and loud laughter...

Under the deliberate promotion of His Majesty the King and the deliberate indulgence of Fox High Priest Nash, the banquet gradually led to the

"Drinking doesn't count, if you have the guts to compare your strength with me." Suddenly, a fool shouted recklessly and recklessly

This proposal caused a burst of applause and applause from the hall

The crowd parted, and with a bang, Drogba moved a huge square boulder more than one meter high in the center of the hall, and even started wrestling with his good friend Bear O'Neill, surrounded by Chambor warriors and orcs. Spit everywhere is cheering for their companions

In terms of physique and strength, O'Neill is stronger than Drogba

O'Neill is already at the peak level of the Lieyang class, and Drogba is only at the middle level of the full moon class. The difference cannot be measured in miles

However, this arm wrestling is obviously relying on pure physical strength

In this way, Drogba will not be at a disadvantage. Although the Bill Bears are fighters born with supernatural powers, their physique is a whole circle bigger than Drogba, but Drogba has taken the [Hulk Potion], and he grew up the day after tomorrow. The power of it can be called terrifying, no less than that of a giant bear

The two stalemate for three rounds, and the final result almost made the orcs burst their eyes

Didier Drogba won 2-1

Such a result obviously made it difficult for the orcs who have always been known for their infinite strength to accept, and they all stood up to challenge

This is how a unique duel begins

House Duncan, Tauren Ginobili, Artest, Leopard Iverson...

Pierce, Oleg, Robben, Brooke...

Soon, the result of the contest made the orc warriors feel an unprecedented setback. Even Fox Priest Nash, who had been watching quietly and secretly, was surprised. Among them, there are more defeats than victories. Are all Chambord people strongmen?

"Brute force can't explain anything." Iverson, the strong man of the Leopard tribe, decided to use another method to save face

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