Looking at Zhou Tie's back, Fang Zheng suddenly felt a little unsure.
After all, Zhou Tie is considered half of Zhang Biao's master.
No one is born strong, and the same is true for Zhang Biao. Although he has strange powers, he may not be invincible.
Even this strange strength is the result of top-level talent, Fang Zhengyi's unlimited nutritional supplements, and crazy hard training every day.
But it is absolutely impossible to wear sandbags and wooden stakes every day and only do strength training without participating in actual combat. After all, this is ancient times and there is no TV station to help you perform your talk.
You can't live without something real!
Although Fang Zhengyi found many martial arts masters to teach Zhang Biao, his strange power did not require any martial arts at all, and he directly used strength to defeat skill.
Moreover, Zhang Biao and Fang Zheng had been together for a long time, and their hands were very dirty. They didn't follow any routine at all when fighting. They just threw a handful of sand in their faces.
This caused those who taught him to quit! Fang Zhengyi was also very helpless about this.
Zhang Biao's martial arts improved by leaps and bounds after meeting Zhou Tie.
When Zhou Tie ran from the mountains to Taoyuan County, he was trying to steal some food on the street but was discovered by Fang Zhengyi and Zhang Biao.
The two men started fighting on the spot.
Although Zhou Tie was swollen all over and fainted, Zhang Biao was not much better and was also beaten with injuries all over his body.
Only when Zhou Tie woke up did Fang Zhengyi realize that this guy hadn't eaten for several days!
You can achieve this effect even if you haven't eaten for several days, and you won't be able to go to heaven if you are full!
Fang Zhengyi immediately made the decision and paid a lot of money to keep him as a sparring partner for Zhang Biao.
Since then, Zhang Biao's martial arts has improved rapidly. One month later, Zhou Tie no longer had any chance of winning against Zhang Biao.
But ever since he was beaten by Zhang Biao, this guy started eating, drinking and having sex every day, and I don’t know how much his martial arts has deteriorated...
Fang Zheng was still beating the drum in his heart. He turned his head and asked Zhang Biao: "Look at the strength of the guy opposite. Can Zhou Tie win?"
Zhang Biao smiled, with a very disdainful smile: "If that Chen Dasheng is only invulnerable, he will definitely lose!"
"I competed with Zhou Tie last time, and his martial arts didn't fall behind. My combat power is one hundred, and Zhou Tie's is at least seventy!"
"Huh?" Fang Zhengyi looked at Zhang Biao with confusion on his face.
"How do you calculate this?"
"When I saw it, it clicked in my head."
“…..”
Blanch! Fang Zheng blushed!
Shouldn't it be a ding in my head? Why the hell did I sting you? !
"Quick! Tell me how it stings!"
Zhang Biao was speechless and turned to look at Fang Zhengyi: "Master, this is just a metaphor to show that I can calculate quickly!"
Fang Zheng's breath was suffocated for a moment, and then he asked curiously: "Do you see how much fighting power I have?"
Zhang Biao glanced at him: "Only five."
“…..”
Fang Zhengyi didn't want to speak and turned his head to look at the formation.
Zhang Biao hugged his arms and said impatiently: "What a stain! If you ask me to do it, the poison dart has already pierced his eyes!"
Zhou Tie and Chen Dasheng were still confronting each other on the field, and the atmosphere was a little anxious for a while.
Although Chen Dasheng stared at Zhou Tie, he was disdainful. The broken knife in his hand was worse than the practice knife he usually used, and his energy was not very good.
He looks like a loser at first glance, why doesn't this kid come over?
Zhou Tie was also flustered. Last time he fell into the water and choked on a lot of sea water, he still hasn't recovered well yet. Then Zhang Biao broke a few ribs, and the ribs are still broken.
Take one step and it will hurt three times! If it weren't for the sake of face, I wouldn't even want to go there...
Fang Zhengyi also became impatient and urged loudly: "Do you want to fight or not? We are all waiting here! We will delay our meal in a while!"
Hearing this, Zhou Tie gritted his teeth and slowly walked towards Chen Dasheng with a knife.
Seeing this, Chen Dasheng pulled off his coat, revealing his muscular upper body, and approached Zhou Tie with a sinister smile.
The two approached each other faster and faster.
Sudden! There was a sound of the ground shaking and the mountains shaking!
Everyone suddenly fell into panic and looked around.
Fang Zhengyi also looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a large number of officers and soldiers not far away, about two thousand in number, rushing towards them on horseback!
This momentum severely suppressed the presence of more than 10,000 people!
It seemed that the commander-in-chief had received the news and led his troops over. With such a large-scale population gathering, it was impossible for him to have no news. Fortunately, he had been prepared.
The cavalry arrived in an instant. The leader was wearing a suit of silver armor and looked majestic. He shouted at the "refugees": "Everyone, stop!"
"Anyone who dares to resist will be killed on the spot!"
Fang Zheng walked towards the man on horseback, and only when he got closer could he see his face clearly.
He looks middle-aged, with slightly white temples, a pair of sharp eyebrows, and a resolute face. With this appearance and this outfit, as expected, he must be Nie Zheng, the commander-in-chief of Jianjiang.
When the officers and soldiers saw Fang Zhengyi coming forward, the leading row of archers immediately drew their bows and nocked arrows, pointing directly at Fang Zhengyi.
"Stop! Who is coming!?"
Fang Zhengyi was startled, and immediately clasped his fists and shouted loudly: "I'm a lower official, Fang Zhengyi. May I ask, is it Nie Zheng, Master Nie?"
"Oh? Are you Fang Zhengyi? Do you have any proof!? Why don't you wear official uniforms and mingle with people from the cult?" A flash of surprise flashed in Nie Zheng's eyes.
"I am inconvenient today, so I am not wearing official uniform. These people are not members of a cult, they are just ordinary people."
As he spoke, Fang Zheng took out the official seal from his arms and held it up high.
"I have something I want to show you, sir."
Fang Zheng's tone was neither humble nor arrogant. After speaking, he continued to ride towards Nie Zheng.
The officers and soldiers on both sides wanted to release arrows, but Nie Zheng raised his hand and everyone put down their actions.
As soon as Fang Zheng lined up with him, Nie Zheng said calmly: "Where is Liu Xun? Where did he go in such a big battle?"
"I've already taken it!" After saying that, Fang Zhengyi took out a piece of paper from his arms.
Inside was Liu Xun's confession, and Fang Zheng, who was in a coma, helped him press his fingerprints.
Nie Zheng was shocked. He took the confession and read it. Then he looked shocked and said anxiously: "This is true or false!"
"Fang Zhengyi! This matter is of great importance. If there is any adulteration, be careful of your head falling on the ground!"
"Of course it's true. The official has the emperor's mandate, and Shang Fang's sword and the holy eye are at hand. If you don't believe it, you can send someone to the granary now to check it out. The official has already sent someone to guard the granary in advance."
As soon as Fang Zheng finished speaking, he patted the Shang Fang sword on his waist.
Nie Zheng's eyes narrowed and he made a prompt decision, sending his men and women to the granary to investigate.
Then he looked at Fang Zhengyi, with a smile on his lips.
"You are indeed young and promising. No wonder His Majesty specially sent someone to inform me that you are coming!"
Fang Zheng was very happy: "What did your Majesty say about me?"
"This person is said to be sneaking around, cheating, and committing all kinds of evil! If something big happens, remind me not to accidentally kill you, and I will escort you back to Beijing."
"............"
Fang Zhengyi looked up at the sky at forty-five angles. The sky was gray at this time.
It turns out that I have this image in His Majesty's mind...
