Looking at Zhou Tie's back, Fang Zhengyi suddenly felt a little unsure.
After all, Zhou Tie can be considered half-master of Zhang Biao.
No one is born strong, and the same goes for Zhang Biao. Although he has extraordinary strength, he is not necessarily invincible.
Even this extraordinary strength was the result of top-level talent, Fang Zhengyi's unlimited nutritional supplements, and daily crazy hard training.
But it is absolutely not okay to hit sandbags and wooden stakes every day and only do strength training without participating in actual combat. After all, this is ancient times, and there are no TV stations to help you with your verbal performances.
You can't live without something real!
Although Fang Zhengyi had found many martial arts masters to teach Zhang Biao, his extraordinary strength did not require any martial arts, and he simply used brute force to defeat the opponent's cleverness.
Moreover, Zhang Biao and Fang Zheng had been fighting for a long time, and their hands were particularly dirty. They did not follow any rules in their fights and would just throw a handful of sand in Fang Zheng's face.
As a result, those who taught him shouted that they would quit! Fang Zhengyi was also very helpless about this.
Zhang Biao's martial arts skills improved by leaps and bounds after he met Zhou Tie.
When Zhou Tie ran from the mountains to Taoyuan County, he was discovered by Fang Zhengyi and Zhang Biao when he was trying to steal some food on the street.
The two men started fighting on the spot.
Although Zhou Tie was swollen all over and fainted, Zhang Biao was not much better off and was also covered in wounds.
When Zhou Tie woke up, Fang Zhengyi realized that he hadn't eaten for several days!
Even if you haven't eaten for a few days, you can have this kind of effect. If you are full, you will feel like you are in heaven!
Fang Zheng immediately made the decision and paid a large sum of money to keep the man as a sparring partner for Zhang Biao.
Since then, Zhang Biao's martial arts improved by leaps and bounds. A month later, Zhou Tie no longer had any chance of winning against Zhang Biao.
But since he was beaten by Zhang Biao, he started to eat, drink and whore every day, and I don't know how much his martial arts have deteriorated...
Fang Zhengyi was still nervous, so he turned his head and asked Zhang Biao: "What do you think of the guy on the other side? Can Zhou Tie win?"
Zhang Biao smiled with disdain: "If Chen Dasheng is just invulnerable, then he is doomed to fail!"
"I competed with Zhou Tie last time, and his martial arts skills were not inferior to mine. My combat power is 100, while Zhou Tie's is at least 70!"
"Huh?" Fang Zheng looked at Zhang Biao with a puzzled look on his face.
"How do you calculate this?"
"As soon as I saw it, I figured it out in my head."
“..........”
Blanch! Fang Zheng blushed at the sight of her!
Shouldn't it be in my head that it should have been? Why the hell did it go to your head?
"Quick! Tell me how it happened!"
Zhang Biao was speechless, and turned to look at Fang Zhengyi: "Master, this is just a metaphor to show that I can calculate very quickly!"
Fang Zheng's breath was choked for a moment, and then he asked curiously: "Can you see how much fighting power I have?"
Zhang Biao glanced at him and said, "Only five."
“..........”
Fang Zhengyi didn't want to talk anymore and turned his head to look at the formation.
Zhang Biao crossed his arms, his face full of impatience: "What a waste of time! If I were to do this, the poison dart would have already pierced his eyes!"
Zhou Tie and Chen Dasheng were still confronting each other on the court, and the atmosphere was a little tense.
Although Chen Dasheng stared at Zhou Tie, he felt disdain in his heart. The broken knife in the other party's hand was even worse than the practice knife he usually used, and he didn't look in good spirits either.
He looks like a coward at first glance. Why hasn't he come over yet?
Zhou Tie was also panicking. He choked on a lot of seawater the last time he fell into the water, and he hasn't recovered yet. Then Zhang Biao broke several of his ribs, and his ribs are still broken.
Take one step, and it hurts three times! If it weren't for my face, I would rather die than go up...
Fang Zhengyi also became impatient and urged loudly: "Do you want to fight or not? We are all waiting here! You will be late for dinner!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Tie gritted his teeth and slowly walked towards Chen Dasheng with the knife in hand.
Seeing this, Chen Dasheng tore off his coat, revealing his muscular upper body, and walked towards Zhou Tie with a grin.
The two of them were approaching each other faster and faster.
Suddenly! There was a sound of earth-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 government troops, about two thousand in number, rushing towards them on horseback!
This momentum severely suppressed the more than 10,000 people present!
It seems that the general received the news and led his troops here. With such a large-scale population gathering, it is impossible for him not to have received the news. Fortunately, I was prepared.
The cavalry arrived in an instant. The leader was wearing silver armor and looked very impressive. He shouted at the "refugees": "Everyone, stop it!"
"Anyone who dares to resist will be killed on the spot!"
Fang Zheng rode towards the man on horseback, and only saw his face clearly when he got closer.
He looks middle-aged, with slightly gray temples, a pair of sword-like eyebrows, and a resolute face. With this appearance and the outfit, if it is not unexpected, he should be Nie Zheng, the general of Jianjiang.
When the government troops saw Fang Zhengyi coming forward, the leading row of archers immediately drew their bows and shot arrows directly at Fang Zhengyi.
"Stop! Who are you coming!?"
Fang Zhengyi was startled and immediately clasped his fists and said loudly, "Your subordinate, Fang Zhengyi. May I ask if this is Nie Zheng, Lord Nie?"
"Oh? You are Fang Zhengyi? Do you have any proof? Why don't you wear official uniform and mingle with the cult members?" There was a hint of surprise in Nie Zheng's eyes.
"I am not in a good position today, so I am not wearing my 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 high.
"I have something else to show you, my Lord."
Fang Zheng spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant tone, and continued riding his horse towards Nie Zheng.
The soldiers on both sides wanted to shoot arrows, but Nie Zheng raised his hand and everyone stopped.
Fang Zhengyi stood side by side with him. Nie Zheng asked calmly, "Where's Liu Xun? With such a big scene, where did he go?"
"I've taken it!" After saying that, Fang Zhengyi took out a piece of paper from his arms.
Inside was Liu Xun's confession letter, and Fang Zhengyi helped him press his fingerprints while he was unconscious.
Nie Zheng was shocked. He took the confession and read it. Then he looked shocked and asked anxiously, "Is this true or false?"
"Fang Zhengyi! This matter is of great importance. If there is any fraud, you will lose your head!"
"Of course it's true. I'm carrying out the emperor's orders, and I have the imperial sword and the imperial edict in my hands. If you don't believe me, you can send someone to the granary to check it out. I've already sent someone to guard the granary in advance."
After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he patted the imperial sword at his waist.
Nie Zheng's eyes fixed, and he made a prompt decision and sent his men to investigate the granary.
Then he looked at Fang Zhengyi with a hint of a smile on his face.
"You are indeed young and promising. No wonder His Majesty sent someone to inform me that you were coming!"
Fang Zheng was amused: "What did your Majesty say about me?"
"They say this person is a thief, a fraud, and a scoundrel! If something serious happens, remind me not to kill you by mistake. I will escort you back to Beijing."
"............"
Fang Zheng 145 looked up at the sky, which was gray at that moment.
So this is the image of me in your Majesty's mind...
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