Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Failing with one strike, Zhang Biao continued his rapid and fierce assault, his thick legs moving with extreme agility, kicking at Chi Lie like a storm.

For a time, Chi Lie seemed somewhat flustered, unable to grab him, and began to fall into a disadvantageous position.

The Jin officials and nobles couldn't help but grow anxious, shouting something again in a flurry of words.

Ariq Balik, however, was extremely excited.

Zhang Biao's master is indeed formidable! It's rumored within the country that Chi Lie was injured by underhanded tactics, but it seems that's not the case at all.

He's being thoroughly beaten in a fair and square fight.

I wonder what level my kung fu has reached now...

Zhou Tie muttered, "Impressive, this kid has trained his leg techniques so well."

"Hey, do you think there are mechanisms in his shoes?" Fang Zheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Zhou Tie recalled for a moment and said, "There probably are, right? I heard Mo Xiaohu say that Zhang Biao wanted to customize a pair of iron shoes with hidden mechanisms like explosives and poison powder in the heels, triggered by a pull cord. I just don't know if he succeeded in making them..."

"Then there probably aren't."

Fang Zheng shook his head in denial.

Brother Biao's brain is fully focused on combat talent. He even researches these kinds of harmful hidden weapons, but he should be wearing normal shoes.

Before departure, he had already ordered that anything related to firearms and gunpowder was not allowed to be brought.

Those things are top-secret national secrets. Before they truly appear on the battlefield, they cannot be leaked to the Jin Kingdom.

After a series of fierce attacks, Zhang Biao's speed began to decrease, and his final kick was successfully blocked by Chi Lie's fist.

Chi Lie had already adjusted his rhythm, and he sneered, "Are you done hitting?"

As he said this, he was about to turn defense into offense and attack.

Zhang Biao retreated rapidly, stopping five steps away from Chi Lie, squatting down into a horse stance.

His eyes stared directly at Chi Lie, and his hands began to rapidly change into various hand seals, with a speed approaching Kakashi!

Looking at this bizarre scene, everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't help but ask each other.

Wutu looked at Paba in the lower seat with puzzlement and asked, "What is he doing?"

Paba touched his bald head and said hesitantly, "This... if I'm not mistaken, he seems to be forming hand seals, but I don't know what effect it will have. Could it be some kind of magical martial art?"

Chi Lie had already stepped forward, but Zhang Biao's actions suddenly made him feel a sense of foreboding, and he stopped just two steps away.

He asked warily, "What are you doing?"

"I'm catching my breath!" As soon as Zhang Biao finished speaking, he kicked out again.

With a bang, he firmly kicked Chi Lie in the abdomen.

"I fuck your mother! You despicable villain!" Chi Lie was almost knocked over by this kick.

Fortunately, it didn't cause a fatal injury, and the two continued to fight.

Ariq Balik's eyes lit up.

Good strategy! So Master Zhang Biao was hiding something from me. I can use it when I fight my big brother in a couple of days.

In the hall, the two exchanged blows, launching fierce attacks at each other.

Both Zhang Biao and Chi Lie were power-based fighters, and once they started close combat, they didn't pay much attention to technique.

Every punch and palm carried immense force, especially Chi Lie, whose wide-sleeved clothes constantly made whistling sounds as he swung them.

It made people feel fear in their hearts.

Zhang Biao's situation was not good. The opponent's arm span was extremely long, and he had to get very close to effectively attack Chi Lie.

Leg techniques could make up for the deficiency, but as stamina was lost, it was easy to expose weaknesses.

As the two continued to fight, Zhang Biao began to fall into a disadvantage.

Punches and kicks landed on his body continuously, making booming sounds.

Although he had tried his best to protect his vital points, every heavy blow to other parts of his body would leave a patch of crimson injury.

The atmosphere in the hall also gradually heated up.

Cheers, shouts of approval, and discussions began to rise continuously.

"This Zhang Biao is still not bad, but he is still far inferior to Chi Lie."

"The result is already determined, it seems that Chi Lie was careless last time."

Fang Zheng was annoyed by the chattering beside him, and Zhang Biao was clearly at a disadvantage.

With a sullen face, he asked Zhou Tie: "Can Zhang Biao still win?"

Zhou Tie was concentrating on watching the fight: "Um... it's hard to say. Chi Lie's advantage is too great. Zhang Biao is at a disadvantage with such height."

"However, Zhang Biao's fighting style is a bit strange. It's not his usual style. Don't worry, Master, let's continue watching."

Hearing this, Fang Zheng touched his chin.

Indeed... it's a bit too open. This punch-to-flesh style is indeed not Brother Biao's style. Could he be hiding a killer move?

The two were still entangled in the arena when suddenly Chi Lie faked a move and swayed past Zhang Biao, then fiercely punched Zhang Biao in the face.

Zhang Biao quickly rolled away to create distance, feeling somewhat dizzy for a moment.

He shook his head and spat out a small piece of white stuff.

Chi Lie didn't rush to pursue, clenching his fist and saying, "Surrender now, and I can spare your life."

Zhang Biao shook his head again, staggering to pick up the tooth on the ground, and casually put it in his pants pocket.

Raising his head again, his eyes were already bloodshot, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You knocked out my tooth! I'm going to kill you! !"

Hearing Zhang Biao's words, everyone outside the arena was excited, except for the Great Jing delegation, whose faces were full of joy.

It's stable. This punch was solid enough, it's just a pity that it didn't knock him down with one blow.

"Tooth, it's a tooth! Zhang Biao's tooth was knocked out!"

"Hahaha, good hit!"

"He's flustered! He's anxious!"

After Zhang Biao finished speaking, he charged towards Chi Lie with his shoulder as a fist.

Chi Lie waited in full battle, his arms spread apart.

With a loud bang, he tightly hugged Zhang Biao, his arms also tightly restrained, and his whole body was lifted into the air.

Then Chi Lie roared: "Zhang Biao, you've lost! !"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Biao's mouth, then he took a deep breath, and his calf exerted force to hook onto Chi Lie's crotch!

"Fuck!" Chi Lie cried out in pain.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Biao gathered his energy!

"He--tui!"

A sticky, dark brown gob of phlegm flew straight towards Chi Lie's tonsils, accurately hitting the target!

"Fuck! Zhang Biao, you are too despicable!"

"Shameless, despicable, disgusting!"

The Jin spectators all cursed loudly, and even Wutu couldn't help but clench his fists and glared angrily.

However, in the next second, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

Chi Lie's expression became more ferocious, forcibly suppressing the urge to cough, and he actually swallowed the phlegm down with a gulp.

Then, he used all his strength to slam Zhang Biao to the ground.

The force was so great that even Fang Zheng could feel the ground shaking.

Zhang Biao lay motionless on the ground, and Chi Lie pointed at him and laughed wildly: "Did you think the same trick could be used on me twice? Idiot!"

Silence.

The entire arena fell silent in an instant.

Those who were cheering stopped cheering, and those who were cursing stopped cursing. Everyone stared at Chi Lie in stunned silence.

Wutu and Paba's old faces were flushed red... feeling that they had lost all the face of their lives at this moment.

Zhang Biao spitting phlegm in a fight was disgusting enough, but you actually swallowed it on your own accord!?

You represent Great Jin! ! !