Chapter 1000

"The host gets tea ceremony +3!"

Seeing this, Ye Meng curled her lips.

Tea Ceremony +3, another attribute of a mid-level occupation!

"Ye Meng, you must be afraid, right? But it's useless if you're afraid, you can't refuse the fight, if you don't want to fight, you have to fight!"

When Fang Lingqiu saw Ye Meng running to the foot of the wall, he thought that Ye Meng was afraid, and couldn't help feeling proud.

After the others saw it, they secretly sighed.

They naturally admire Ye Meng's talent in martial arts, but his great talent in martial arts doesn't mean he knows how to drink.

Therefore, this time against the battle, in the eyes of everyone, Ye Meng is doomed to lose!

"Hey, what a genius, but he's about to be destroyed in a rebellion!"

"Fang Lingqiu is abominable. Not to mention bullying the small, but also challenging such a remote profession, it's really shameless!"

"Hahaha, you little bastard Ye Meng still has today. I see you can still be arrogant after losing the counter-war?"

"Hundred Flower Sect is only a flash in the pan in the end, maybe in the next competition, they will fall into the ranks of Ninth Rank Sect again!"

Everyone's heart was ups and downs, and their imaginations were running wild.

Ruhua Nishang, Special Envoy Wu, Yan Nuo and others who valued Ye Meng were frowning and worried.

Like Special Envoy Wu, even though he has a high position and authority, he does not dare to show favoritism and cheat in the counter-war.

So, at the end, he could only sigh.

"Ye Xiaoyou, whether you live or die, it all depends on your luck!"

A while later, disciples of the Hehe Sect brought over ten altars of fine wine.

These fine wines are all sealed with labels.

"The first battle against wine begins!"

Upon seeing this, Special Envoy Wu waved his hand and said in a breathless voice.

After his voice fell, Fang Lingqiu couldn't wait to step forward.

Snapped!

Fang Lingqiu picked up a jug of fine wine and slapped it open!

In an instant, the rich aroma of wine came to the nostrils.

"This is Yulu wine, thirty-year-old Yulu wine!"

Fang Lingqiu only took a sniff, and then said loudly.

"Correct! This is the 30-year-old Yulu wine produced by Jinfeng Yulu Pavilion!"

Duanmu Yi, the elder of the Hehe Sect who acted as the referee, nodded.

Duanmu Yi is one of the few wine masters in the Niguang world, so no one has any objection to him being the referee.

"It's your turn, Ye Meng!"

Fang Lingqiu cast a triumphant glance at Ye Meng.

Hearing this, Ye Meng ground her teeth, and her eyes fell on a jar of fine wine.

The next moment, a line of text appeared in front of his eyes instantly.

Wisteria Triple Brewing, aged 26 years and 8 months, produced by the Gucun Distillery, the best wine made by the brewing master Bao Xinzhai himself, with a market price of 1,328 top-quality spirit stones.

"The sharp eyes still have this function, but it saves my baby the trouble of distinguishing wine!"

Seeing this, Ye Meng already had a smile on her small face.

Of course, he can also distinguish wine like Fang Lingqiu, but since he has such a powerful weapon as piercing eyes, he can't be bothered to distinguish.

"The altar on the far left is wisteria triple fermented wine, aged 26 years and 8 months, produced by the ancient village winery, with a market price of 128 top-quality spirit stones."

Ye Meng's childish voice sounded in an instant.

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and then they shook their heads secretly.

Ye Meng's words sound similar, but you can tell the difference without even opening the seal? Isn't this bullshit?

Fang Lingqiu couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Ye Meng, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to distinguish wine, just admit defeat, why bother to make it up, it's still 26 years and 8 months, Master Baoxinzhai brews it himself, if you say this, I'm afraid you'll laugh out loud!"