The true competition between Ji Dong and Du Sikang had begun. They moved their wine mixing pots in unison. Ji Dong's pot was spun straight into the air, while Du Sikang's pot began spinning on the bartending stand under the effect of his Ren Water magic power.
Without a doubt, Du Sikang, the Liquor God, seemed to have taken the upper hand from the start. Not only did he integrate his magic power with his bartending skills, he also made good use of the bartending stand. Still, this was only a start, and the perceived advantage was just a flash in the pan.
Ji Dong did not use any magic power. With his right hand reaching for the flying pot, his palm opened wide. The moment his hand collided with the pot, it was as if it were glued to his hand, the swiftly spinning pot clung to his palm, shimmering dazzlingly.
