When Fenghao heard Ling Luo's words, he was stunned for a moment.
He thought to himself, this Ling Luo is really daring.
90% chance?
Haha!
Feng Hao's lips curled up into a smile. "Barely …"
In truth, Fenghao was very confident that he would definitely be able to become a God. It wasn't for any other reason; it was just that he was confident.
However, his words stunned all the elders and the disciple, Hua Du, on the spot.
90% chance!
Basically, he was 100% confident in this.
Hua Dou's face stiffened.
So what Feng Hao meant was that he didn't have any chance?
Hua Dou laughed coldly. He didn't believe it.
During the banquet, Feng Hao drank quite a bit of wine.
He didn't drink, but this wine was like fine wine. Drinking it could actually help him recover his cultivation …
But as he drank, Feng Hao felt that something was wrong.
The elders and Ling Luo of the Supreme Clear Celestial Sect were too enthusiastic. They kept pouring wine into his mouth, and these celestial brews could help him increase his celestial qi.
"Young friend Feng, we have prepared thousands of jars today. We must drink until we are drunk!"
One of the elders was so drunk that he couldn't even tell what was going on.
However, his enthusiasm for urging them to drink was still extremely high.
The other elders and Ling Luo all raised their cups. The banquet was very harmonious.
Fenghao suddenly opened his mouth and said, "So it turns out that you, Elders, want me to advance to the Highgod level?"
"…"
"…"
Silence!
Deathly silence.
The originally harmonious hall suddenly quietened down at this moment, and the air seemed to freeze.
One could hear a pin drop.
"Heh … heh heh!"
Ling Luo laughed dryly, then said, "How can that be? How can drinking wine help me break through? "
"Yes! Yes! "
The other elders also chimed in.
They weren't that kind of people.
But even though they said this, at this moment, many of the elders' faces were red. It was unknown whether it was because they were drunk, or because they really felt embarrassed.
"I was just joking with you elders. It's fine … drink as much as you want!"
Feng Hao wanted to laugh. To him, it was just recovering his cultivation base. Suppressing his cultivation base was too easy.
"Come … come!"
Seeing that Fenghao had already said so, the other elders continued to work …
What if Feng Hao accidentally broke through?
…
Four hours later, an elder directly fell to the ground.
He was so drunk that he was snoring.
It wasn't that he didn't want to save him, but rather that the effects of the alcohol were too fierce. The immortal energy contained within was also shocking enough, and on top of that, his foundation was weak.
Wasn't it going to the head now?
"I … I can't take it anymore!"
Bang!
Another elder collapsed to the ground, drunk.
Two hours later …
Bang! Bang!
Another few elders rolled their eyes and fell to the ground, unconscious.
Sect Leader Ling Luo was, after all, at the Emperor Stage. To him, this Immortal Qi could be dissolved in minutes.
However, at this moment, Ling Luo was stunned.
Why was Feng Hao not drunk after drinking so much?
Most importantly … they had taken turns to urge him to drink, which meant that Feng Hao had drunk several times more immortal brew than them …
Suddenly, at this moment, Hua Dou's body started to emit rays of light. At first, he didn't notice it.
When he noticed it, Hua Dou suddenly exclaimed, "Sect Leader, I … I'm about to break through!"
"What?"
Ling Luo was shocked. Without any hesitation, he immediately stood up and rushed to Hua Dou's side, pressing one hand on the top of Hua Dou's head.
At the same time, a wave of origin energy was channeled into Hua Dou, forcefully suppressing Hua Dou's breakthrough.
Feng Hao: "…"
Seeing this, Feng Hao's expression was somewhat unnatural.
The other elders who could still stand had ugly expressions on their faces …
Not only did they fail to imbue Feng Hao's cultivation base, but their sect's Intermediate God disciples broke through?
Luckily … Sect Leader Ling Luo acted quickly.
Otherwise, Hua Dou would have broken through to the Intermediate God stage, and then … he would be the last in the Superior God Tournament.
"That was close …"
Hua Dou wiped his sweat. He was so scared that he was about to cry.
At this moment, he stood up and said to Ling Luo and the other elders, "I'm not feeling well, so I'll take my leave first …"
"Go!"
Ling Luo nodded.
If Hua Dou still didn't leave and drank a few more cups, it would really be difficult for him to become an Immortal. He originally had hopes of stabilizing his Intermediate God stage.
If he broke through, he would just have to go wherever he wanted!
At this moment, Feng Hao said, "Luckily … I'm still a long way from breaking through to the Superior God stage. Otherwise … I might end up like Senior Brother Hua Dou!"
"Ah!"
"What …"
"Supervisor … Supervisor Feng, your current cultivation base hasn't reached the Intermediate God stage?"
All the elders were dumbfounded.
Feng Hao's cultivation base hadn't reached the Intermediate God stage. What right did he have to be the supervisor?
If a Intermediate God were to become a supervisor, then he would at least be an existence at the peak of the Intermediate God stage. How could Feng Hao not be one?
Feng Hao nodded his head and said, "That's right! But after drinking the celestial brew of your sect, my cultivation base has improved a lot. I'm not far from the Intermediate God stage … Come … Let's drink again! "
Feng Hao raised his cup and toasted the other elders.
Ah …
Bang!
All the elders almost spat out a mouthful of blood and immediately fell onto the table.
At this moment, everyone felt a piercing pain in their hearts.
Because … these celestial brews were completely wasted. If they were used to train disciples, they would at least be able to train a Superior God.
Their hearts ached!
At this moment, when they heard that Feng Hao could still drink, it seemed like he was still a distance away from breaking through to the Superior God stage.
So … they tacitly chose to give up.
If they continued to drink, they would lose even more of these celestial brews!
Originally, their plan this time was just as Feng Hao said, to let Feng Hao break through in his cultivation base. This way …
Didn't the Levitation God Sect want Feng Hao to become the champion?
Then they would let Feng Hao have a breakthrough. When he became a Superior God, wouldn't the qualification to become a Intermediate God fall into the hands of their disciples?
Moreover …
After this, Feng Hao couldn't blame them. Who asked Feng Hao to drink so much?
But now … Feng Hao hadn't even reached the Intermediate God stage.
The plan collapsed!
Then … one by one, the elders collapsed on the banquet table, leaving behind Sect Leader Ling Luo, who had a dry smile on his face …
In the end, Sect Leader Ling Luo had to personally accompany Feng Hao to his temporary residence.
In the end, Ling Luo left with a desolate figure.
He heaved a heavy sigh.
What a loss!
…
Early the next morning, when Ye Lan woke up from his cultivation state, a disciple of the Tai Qing Immortal Sect came over to ask him to attend the opening ceremony of the Hundred Sect Tournament.
As the supervisor, he definitely couldn't be absent.
When Feng Hao, led by the disciples of the Tai Qing Immortal Sect, arrived at the venue of the Hundred Sect Tournament, he saw thousands of disciples of the Immortal Sect gathered there.
These disciples were divided into Superior Gods and Intermediate Gods.
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