The Strongest Urban Son-in-law

Chapter 649: Chapter 668: Failing to Steal the Chicken

Ye Feng raised the wine cup in his hand and kept finishing cup after cup, but Ye Feng remained completely sober.

Zhao Yebao wasn’t worried, believing that with the potency of Euphoria, no matter how strong Ye Feng’s constitution was, it was simply impossible for him to hold out, and he would definitely be overcome by the alcohol.

Soon, Ye Feng had downed a full forty cups of Euphoria, yet his face still bore an expression of ease, unaffected in the slightest, causing Zhao Yebao’s brows to furrow as he thought to himself, ”Truly befitting the strength of a Martial King, to have drunk so much Euphoria without any effect. I refuse to believe you won’t get drunk!”

With this thought, Zhao Yebao continued to observe Ye Feng, who remained unflustered, casually holding his wine cup and continuously pouring it into his mouth, swallowing it down.

That comfortably numb feeling made Ye Feng feel very comfortable, and his injuries were rapidly healing as well.

Time flew by swiftly, and before long, an hour had already passed, yet Ye Feng still wore an expression of ease, having now drunk a total of sixty-five cups of Euphoria.

Sixty-five cups of Euphoria would be enough to overdose even the powerful martial artists at the Innate Perfection, yet Ye Feng’s face remained unchanged, showing not the slightest sign of intoxication.

Whether it was his consciousness or actions, everything seemed utterly normal, without any signs of discord.

At last, Zhao Yebao began to worry, mumbling to himself, ”Impossible, even if he is a legendary realm Martial King, he can’t be unaffected. No way, he must be pretending, he must be at his limit by now!”

Ye Feng continued to toast, cup after cup of Euphoria swallowed down, still looking incredibly relaxed.

Then, eighty cups, a hundred cups, a hundred and twenty cups... Another hour passed, and Ye Feng had drunk a total of a hundred and twenty cups of Euphoria, yet he still appeared profoundly at ease.

”Mr. Ye Feng truly has an impressive capacity for liquor!” the surrounding guests exclaimed in admiration.

By this point, Zhao Yebao’s face had turned incredibly sour. He had never dreamed that Ye Feng’s tolerance could reach such a terrifying level. Zhao Yebao had thought that around fifty cups would be Ye Feng’s limit, but now, Ye Feng had drunk a full hundred and twenty cups and still showed no signs of drunkenness.

”This is impossible, right?” Zhao Yebao just couldn’t understand why Ye Feng’s tolerance was so vast.

Watching Ye Feng drink cup after cup of Euphoria as if he were a bottomless pit, it seemed as though no matter how much he drank, Ye Feng would never fall to drunkenness.

At that moment, Ye Feng began to speed up, the cups of liquor steadily consumed, but he showed not a hint of intoxication, as if he had never drunk any alcohol at all.

A hundred and thirty, a hundred and forty, finally! Ye Feng had successfully toasted everyone present.

Yet still, Ye Feng wore an expression of ease and had not fallen drunk.

”How can this be!” Zhao Yebao stared at the unfazed Ye Feng, his eyes revealing a look of shock, completely unable to accept what he saw. He knew that even though Ye Feng was a Martial King of the legendary realm, he shouldn’t possess such a terrifying capacity for booze.

But the fact was just so, Ye Feng was completely unaffected, still not drunk.

At that moment, Ye Feng approached Zhao Yebao and said, ”Father-in-law, since I’ve already offered my toasts, shouldn’t the two of us have a proper drink now?”

Zhao Yebao looked at Ye Feng, then a forced smile appeared on his face as he quickly nodded, ”Indeed, indeed!”

”Good!” Ye Feng flashed a slight smile, then without further ado, he poured the Euphoria into a large bowl.

Ye Feng said, ”Since it’s just the two of us, naturally, we should drink to our heart’s content. Drinking from small cups isn’t satisfying enough, let’s use large bowls instead!”

Watching Ye Feng pour Euphoria into the large bowl, equivalent to fifteen cups in one go, was shocking.

Not waiting for Zhao Yebao to finish speaking, Ye Feng lifted the large bowl and downed it in one gulp, with matchless boldness!

”How can that be!” Zhao Yebao was completely stunned; Ye Feng was drinking so fiercely.

He couldn’t believe that Ye Feng could drink so much and yet be completely fine.

Little did Zhao Yebao know that although Ye Feng’s cultivation was at the Legendary Realm, his physical body was that of a Divine Realm powerhouse.

Euphoria, to ordinary people and even Martial Artists, would be a deadly poison if drunk in excess.

But for Ye Feng, who possessed the constitution of a Divine Realm powerhouse, it had no effect whatsoever, as he was already impervious to all poisons.

After Ye Feng drank a large bowl of Euphoria, he smiled faintly, ”Father-in-law, it’s your turn.”

”This...” Zhao Yebao hesitated, his complexion turned extremely unsightly. Facing so much Euphoria in one go, even Zhao Yebao wasn’t sure if he could withstand it.

Ye Feng furrowed his brows, staring coldly at Zhao Yebao, ”What’s the matter, father-in-law? Are you looking down on me? I’ve already drunk, yet you won’t? Do you have a problem with me?”

At that time, Shi Tianlong came over to Ye Feng’s side, sneering as he looked at Zhao Yebao, ”Yeah, Family Head Zhao, Mr. Ye is your son-in-law, after all. He’s already drunk, and now you’re not drinking. Are you looking down on Mr. Ye or refusing to give him face?”

”I’ll drink, I’ll drink!” Zhao Yebao furrowed his brows, not expecting that he would be hoisted by his own petard.

Now, under the scrutiny of the crowd, since Ye Feng had already drunk, if he didn’t, it would be indefensible.

Zhao Yebao lifted the large bowl and gulped down all the Euphoria in one go.

Instantly, he felt a scorching power entering his body, a burning sensation that made it seem as if all his internal organs were about to be incinerated, causing excruciating pain for Zhao Yebao.

Right there and then, a wave of drunkenness surged into Zhao Yebao’s head, and his face turned red.

If he had drunk it one cup at a time, Zhao Yebao could have managed about thirty cups, but drinking so much all at once was more than he could handle.