The lard was evenly spread all over Zhang Biao's body, and his whole body became shiny.
Coupled with the fact that he was only wearing a pair of pants and two gloves, he looked extra...free!
Fang Zhengyi also felt particularly awkward.
When I put this bUff on top of him, it didn't look like I was participating in a martial arts competition.
It's like going to a philosophy exchange meeting.
Zhang Biao was obviously not satisfied with this change either.
"Master, actually I think..."
"I don't want you to feel it, I want me to feel it." Fang Zheng interrupted Zhang Biao in time, "Put on your pants!"
"I heard that the prairie is good at wrestling. If you apply lard, can he still entangle you?" Fang Zheng said plausibly.
"Since you don't use concealed weapons, be fully prepared. I'll even find someone to do your makeup for you."
"If we fight for a while, don't lose Taoyuan County's reputation as a head catcher. There are a lot of people watching your position!"
Zhou Tie stood aside with a sigh of relief.
really! He has been coveting this position for a long time!
Even though he was living a happy life as an ordinary policeman in the county.
But no matter how beautiful she is, she doesn’t follow the master and eat meat!
Not to mention anything else... just the gym he prepared for Zhang Biao...
Just thinking about it makes me jealous!
Zhang Biao nodded and said no more.
Then people started to come forward to prepare for him.
I saw the man taking out bottles, cans, eyebrow pencils and other things from the small box.
Zhou Tie looked at the complicated tools and wondered: "What are you doing, master? Why didn't I see them yesterday?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Give him makeup."
"Chilie looks so scary, even if we lose, we can't lose the battle!"
"Paint him with this evil ghost makeup... Then he will look more fierce!"
Zhou Tie watched the makeup artist keep applying smears on Zhang Biao's face, shook his head and said, "No, if we start fighting in a while, won't it be all gone if you sweat?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said nothing.
Just let the makeup wear off!
He had already tested it with someone at home last night.
Zhang Biao used black and red paint on his face. When applied to a large area on his face, it looked almost like blackening.
Especially the circles under his eyes, it looked like Luffy was in fourth gear.
When your face becomes sweaty and the makeup is completely gone, your face will be covered in blood, and it must be bruised!
Darkening and residual blood! He can't fight, but bUff must be fully stacked for him!
Iron sword enchantment increases attack.
Apply lard and dodge.
Ghostly makeup adds morale.
I did everything I could to use it on Zhang Biao.
Time passes... Zhang Biao's face has been painted in a colorful way, which is not too different from Peking Opera facial makeup.
When the makeup was coming to an end, someone suddenly broke into the preparation room.
"Sir! Chi Lie has already begun to enter!"
"I know! Zhang Biao is ready to appear!"
.........
On the court, the roaring voice of the Iron Lung host was still hovering in the sky.
"Okay! The performance is over! Now I announce the official start of the No. 1 Martial Arts Club in the World!"
"Heishan Chilie, the best warrior in the grassland, fights against Dongfang Bubai, mourning Biao!"
“I’d like to invite Black Mountain Chilie below!”
At the entrance, Chi Lie was riding a tall horse waiting to enter.
The horse was arranged by Fang Zhengyi, but no manipulation was done.
After all, Fang Zhengyi is a motivated young man with a bottom line.
Moreover, ordinary horses may not be able to bear Chi Lie's weight.
When someone next to him prompted him, Chi Lie gently knocked the horse's belly, and the horse slowly entered the arena.
Chi Lie looked leisurely and slowly looked around.
Being surrounded by 20,000 people to watch the competition... it was also his first time.
It's pretty interesting though.
If that Zhang Biao can make him happy, then spare his life.
If you can't survive even two rounds, just kill him.
Fists and feet have no eyes...Papa also reminded that he can kill people.
When the host saw Chi Lie showing his head, he continued to shout emotionally: "He! Comes from the depths of the grassland! When he was born, a dragon elephant appeared behind his back..."
Xie Xian frowned, took out a knife from his sleeve and put it against the host's heart, saying angrily: "What the hell are you talking about?! Read it as written!"
The host trembled and said: "Brother! His manuscript is only one line! I read it in two steps! Do you think I am willing to edit it!!"
Hearing this, Xie Xian silently took back the knife: "Then you can't let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige! They are Beirong people!"
"I understand! I understand!" The host begged repeatedly.
Damn it, if it weren’t for one hundred taels, I wouldn’t take this job!
"He is! The first warrior in the grassland, the unparalleled horse warrior, Black Mountain Chilie!!"
The host worked hard and played a long note, and finally finished a short sentence until Chi Lie walked into the field.
Then he took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Making money is really hard!
Paba sat in the audience, his face flushed with embarrassment.
The host had a weird accent and it was particularly uncomfortable to listen to.
This is your own fault! I didn't expect that the appearance of the martial arts competition would be in this form, and the lines for the appearance were too short!
But Chi Lie didn't care at all, he couldn't understand it at all.
All the audience present exclaimed! Chi Lie's giant-like figure once again shocked everyone's vision.
Especially when he dismounted, he was in sharp contrast with the horse.
The so-called tall horse looked like a donkey next to him.
The strong contrast made Emperor Jing inexplicably nervous, but Li Yuanzhao beside him still looked careless.
With a smile on his face, he said disdainfully: "Father, don't look at how tall he is. Competitions are not based on size and strength alone. I may not be his opponent after practicing for a few years!"
Emperor Jing glanced at him sideways, and then stared at Chi Lie.
At the opposite exit, Fang Zheng and others appeared here accompanied by Zhang Biao.
Zhang Biao is wearing deerskin gloves, carrying a red-hot broadsword, and with his greasy body, he looks like a character walking out of CG! !
Fang Zhengyi was very satisfied with his operation.
No matter what, it’s full!
After Chilie did a trick and stood still, the host continued to shout.
"Next, I invite Dongfang Bubai! Sang Biao!"
Zhang Biao walked slowly, and Fang Zhengyi shouted from behind: "Slow down!! The iron sword is dragging on the ground, don't lift it!"
Watching his back gradually move away, Fang Zheng's expression returned to seriousness.
Turning to Zhou Tie, he asked, "How are the arrangements in the auditorium?"
Zhou Tie thought for a while: "The five hundred girls with the loudest voices in the county have all lined up their seats."
"The masters in charge of blowing darts are all arranged in the front row. There should be no problem in the rehearsal yesterday."
"The doctors are all here too, so they can rescue them as soon as possible."
"Awaiting your orders at any time."
Fang Zheng sighed: "Okay! Thank you for your hard work... Anyway, everyone who comes this time will go back to the county to receive a red envelope."
"It's so high! No wonder it's so long... His gun is too long. I'm afraid Zhang Biao won't be able to get close." Zhou Tie stared at Chi Lie, "Master, why don't I just shoot him right now?" ! I think we can’t hold back during the fight, and we may not be able to react.”
In such a wide space, long spears can defeat almost all conventional weapons, let alone Chi Lie's spear!
"One shot to the vital point, Zhang Biao will be dead..."
Only now did Zhou Tie understand why Fang Zhengyi had been so nervous, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The first time he saw Chi Lie, he had already determined in his heart that Zhang Biao was not his opponent.
After all...the gap is too big!
Fang Zheng waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "No need, Zhang Biao rarely meets an opponent. Since he likes it, let him have a good time."
"As long as we can keep him safe..."
