Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

The entrance was narrow and poorly lit.

Zhang Biao's figure was already blurry in Fang Zheng's eyes, the only thing he could clearly see was the heavy broadsword emitting a red glow.

Seeing that the moment had arrived, Fang Zheng decisively ordered: "Light the fire!"

Immediately, two people appeared behind him, holding torches.

They gently touched the torches to the ground!

Two streams of flames instantly ignited, illuminating the passage and shooting through it at great speed!

At that moment, Chi Lie stood in the plaza, spear in hand, staring at the entrance where Zhang Biao would appear.

The audience was silent, also waiting for Zhang Biao to emerge.

Suddenly, two 'fire dragons' shot out from the entrance, extending nearly ten zhang before stopping!

Two raging fires had actually created a path!

The crowd in the audience immediately stirred!

Five hundred of Taoyuan County's loudest women excitedly pulled out their waist drums and unfurled banners.

Under the astonished gazes of those around them, they began to beat and bang on the drums unrestrained.

Luo Ningxin was also sitting in the crowd, with Sister Chun beside her, although she looked much thinner.

When the flames ignited, Sister Chun excitedly grabbed Luo Ningxin's hand and exclaimed, "Look, Brother Biao is coming out soon!"

Luo Ningxin's hand was in pain from the grip, and she stared speechlessly at Sister Chun: "Sister Chun, Zhang Biao hasn't even looked for you since he came back, why are you so excited?"

"You're still young, you don't understand!"

"........"

Sister Chun glanced at her: "You're one to talk! Doesn't Master Fang write letters every day saying how much he loves you? How did you end up as a servant in someone else's mansion?"

Luo Ningxin's face flushed, and she said shyly, "I'm not a servant!"

Sister Chun scoffed: "Tsk! Who cares whether you are or not! With your face, can't you win over a man?"

"Master Fang has written you so many letters, that means he's interested in you."

Interested? Interested my foot! That man is just a big liar!

Luo Ningxin's face was full of grief.

Sister Chun continued to nag: "Do you think you're still at the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion, with men fighting to see you?"

"If you don't want to be a servant for the rest of your life, then be more proactive!"

"How can I be proactive?" Luo Ningxin was a little bewildered. Since her debut, she had always maintained a cold and aloof demeanor, at most playing the zither and drinking wine with people.

Who wouldn't be polite to her? Even the lustful ghosts always behaved themselves in front of her.

But Fang Zheng was different. She had already taken the initiative with him, but either he ran away or he didn't speak human language. How else could she be proactive?

"That's right! Just like the other sisters, throw yourself at him!"

"After you've got him, introduce Brother Biao to me."

Luo Ningxin: "........."

In the stands, Emperor Jing stared intently at the two flames, noticing that after they ignited, they began to emit billowing black smoke.

The crimson flames, coupled with the spreading black smoke... and looking at the entrance emitting a dim red light, it inexplicably added a sense of power and evil!

Although the person hadn't arrived yet, a strong sense of oppression was already coming!

Fierce oil... but why is there so much black smoke?

Emperor Jing smiled. Although the fight hadn't started yet, the entrance alone had already maxed out the spectacle!

The civil and military officials also felt a surge of relief.

Fang Zheng, that kid, is always good at pulling stunts! This time, he's put it to good use!

At that moment, Fang Zheng, with several people beside him, had already moved from the passage to the audience stands, but not near Emperor Jing, instead going to the broadcast room... The view was best here, and it was easier to send signals to the people below discreetly.

Watching the reactions of the crowd in the arena, Fang Yimou smiled triumphantly.

The fierce oil had been secretly poured onto the arena by the performance team when they retreated.

But the reason for so much black smoke was mainly because a large amount of sesame oil had been mixed in.

Now... this is just an appetizer!

Fang Zheng took out a fifty-tael silver note from his sleeve and slapped it into the host's hand, then handed him a telescope.

"Speak well! Don't stick to the script! Build up the atmosphere!"

"If you do well, there will be a big reward!"

When the host saw the silver note, he immediately grinned. Then, he picked up the telescope and looked through it a couple of times. Although he didn't know what it was, he had seen Xie Xian use it earlier.

The function of this thing was obviously to look at things.

Putting the telescope to his eyes, the host immediately opened his mouth in surprise and exclaimed, "Sir! It's small, it's small! Why has this person become so small!"

"You're holding it backwards!" Fang Zheng reached out and helped him turn the telescope around.

"Ah, it's so big!"

The host couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder, his gaze shifting to the entrance where Zhang Biao would appear.

At the entrance, the flames danced, and black smoke scattered!

Zhang Biao dragged his red iron sword, covered in oil, slowly moving forward. Sparks kept bursting from the iron sword...

His gaze was firm, staring intently at Chi Lie, his face like a demon, as if a killing god had crawled out of hell!

This terrifying scene caused the host's breath to suddenly catch in his throat... He was speechless for a moment!

Fang Zheng saw that Zhang Biao had already emerged, but the host hadn't moved, so he quickly urged, "Hurry! Say the lines!"

"Say... I'll say..." The host took two deep breaths before he could recover.

"He! At the age of ten, he became a disciple of Wu Wudi, one of the Ten Strongest Warriors! He is proficient in all weapons: knives, spears, swords, halberds, sticks, as well as fists, palms, legs, fingers, and claws!"

"At the age of twenty, he became a disciple of the Sword Demon, Dugu Qiubai! He studied swordsmanship for a year! Defeated all heroes, and there was no opponent left in the world!"

"At the age of twenty-two, he went to Knight Island alone......"

As the host spoke, the band began to play with a booming sound!

A rousing, heroic tune of 'A Man Should Strive for Self-Improvement' began to play in the arena.

At the same time, the audience in the highest circle began to reach out and take out small mirrors.

Mirrors with excellent reflective effect gathered beams of sunlight.

All the sunlight was reflected onto Zhang Biao!

Combined with the grease on his body... his whole body was shining with golden light!!!

At this moment, Zhang Biao successfully completed the transformation from a demon to a god.

He slowly walked into the arena, like a celestial being descending to earth!

The hearts of the entire audience were tightly gripped by this both sacred and bizarre scene!

Even Emperor Jing completely lost his composure, watching Zhang Biao's iron sword sizzling and sparking on the ground, he couldn't help but swallow.

What kind of divine weapon is that? I have never even heard of such a thing? Could it be a new auspicious sign?

Li Yuanzhao, beside him, was flushed with excitement and unable to control himself!

Awesome! Too awesome!

It has to be Lao Fang. Compared to him, the tiger and leopard gardens I played with were simply garbage!

Why does that sword glow and spark? How come I've never seen Zhang Biao with such a treasure??

At this time, the most composed were the civil and military officials.

Most of the people who had seen Chi Lie didn't believe that Zhang Biao could win... But seeing this scene, they felt completely confident!

You're a martial artist fighting a cultivator, how can you win? What can you use to win?!

The host was also infected by the atmosphere in the arena, and his emotions gradually became excited!

"As he grew older! At the age of twenty-five, there was no enemy in the world that he could not defeat!"

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