Zhao Rui, on the other hand, acted like a normal person and sniffed it intoxicatedly, then took the wine jar and drank it down.
"Oh my God, he drank it all!"
Someone shouted, and the native tribesmen came closer one after another.
"Tushen Wine is a fine wine that has been around for thousands of years. You can get drunk just by smelling the aroma of the wine. This guy actually drank the entire jar!"
"According to the rules, if the pot was put down just now, the saint will marry him. Now if the whole pot is put down, the fasting girls who sit down with the saint will have to become his concubines!"
"Stop talking, Jin Balun should be unhappy. He has worked hard for so many years to marry the saint, but he can only drink one cup of Tushen wine every time!"
...
The scene immediately exploded, with everyone staring at Zhao Rui with worshiping eyes.
“Good wine!”
With a loud drink, Zhao Rui handed the wine jar back and sat cross-legged on the spot.
The red color quickly filled the whole body, and the powerful internal force continued to swim through the eight extraordinary meridians, and the three hundred years of skill was fully stimulated.
When Zhao Rui first came to this world, he was a frail young man, and his skills depended entirely on luck.
First, he met King Jingtian under the cliff and obtained his century-old skills and King Yu's sword skills. Then he received the inheritance of internal skills from the great masters of the Mohist family in the Mohist family altar, and learned the unique skills of the Mohist family.
These skills and internal strength are all the most superior existences in the world.
But Zhao Rui failed to fully display them.
It stands to reason that with three hundred years of skill, he could crush Wu Chengtian no matter what, but Zhao Rui was tied with him, and only relied on the arrogant output of his internal strength to defeat him.
The most fundamental reason is that the internal strength and martial arts in the body have not been integrated.
Take internal strength as an example. When it is at its strongest, it is only half exploded.
The medicinal power in the Earth God Wine was just enough to stimulate the rapid flow of all the internal energy in his body, giving full play to the three hundred years of internal energy.
However, Zhao Rui was still more cautious and did not allow his internal energy to explode, but tried to suppress some of it.
He didn't have any physical skills, but when King Jingtian taught him the skills, it helped him widen his meridians and greatly strengthen his body. There was no way he could fully withstand three hundred years of skills.
After an unknown amount of time, the red color on his body finally faded away completely, and the aura on his body reached an unprecedented state, with a faint mist constantly exuding from his whole body.
"I didn't expect that there are such fine wines among the native tribe. If I had known, I would have come here earlier."
As soon as the word "I" came out, everyone present was stunned for a moment.
The old man hurriedly came forward.
"Where are you the king?"
Zhao Rui stretched his muscles and had no intention of hiding anything.
"The Great Shang King Zhao!"
The old man just nodded, without saying anything more, and then took out a strange-shaped wooden sign from his body.
"I am the leader of the Tusheng tribe, Duan Chen!"
Zhao Rui's eyes immediately swept over everyone present, and he was always observing everyone's reactions.
The moment he spoke about the Great Shang King Zhao, the expressions of many people present changed, especially Jin Balun, who had just fought against him.
This guy's eyes actually released an extremely strong murderous aura.
However, most people, like Duan Chen, were not too surprised by his identity as King Zhao of Shang Dynasty.