Lard was evenly spread all over Zhang Biao's body, and he became shiny and greasy.
The fact that he was only wearing a pair of shorts and two gloves made him look particularly...free!
Fang Zhengyi also felt extremely awkward.
Once I add this buff to him, it seems like I'm not participating in a competition.
It's like attending a philosophy exchange meeting.
Zhang Biao was obviously not very satisfied with this change.
"Master, I actually think..."
"I don't care what you think, I care what I think." Fang Zhengyi interrupted Zhang Biao in time, "Put on your pants!"
"I heard that people on the grassland are good at wrestling. If you are covered with lard, how can he still tangle you?" Fang Zheng said confidently.
"Since you don't use hidden weapons, then make sufficient preparations. I've even found someone to do your makeup for you."
"Don't let down the reputation of the Taoyuan County Chief Constable when a fight breaks out. There are many people watching you in this position!"
Zhou Tie stood aside drooling.
Indeed! He has been coveting this position for a long time!
Although life as an ordinary constable in the county was also very comfortable.
But no matter how beautiful you are, it’s not as beautiful as following the master and eating meat!
Let’s not talk about anything else… just the gym he prepared for Zhang Biao….
It makes me jealous just thinking about it!
Zhang Biao nodded and said no more.
Then more people started to come forward to prepare for him.
I saw the man taking out bottles and jars, as well as eyebrow pencils and brushes and other things from the small box.
Zhou Tie looked at the complicated tools and asked in confusion: "What is the master going to do? Why didn't I see it yesterday?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Put on makeup for him."
"Chi Lie looks so scary, we can lose the battle even if we lose the fight!"
"Put this evil ghost makeup on him...it will make him look more ferocious!"
Zhou Tie watched the makeup artist constantly applying makeup on Zhang Biao's face and shook his head, "No, if we fight, the makeup will all be washed off by the sweat, right?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said nothing.
Just to make the makeup disappear!
He had already asked someone to test it at home last night.
Zhang Biao's face is painted with black and red paint, which makes his face look almost blackened when applied over a large area.
Especially the circles under his eyes, which looked like Luffy was in Gear 4.
When your face starts to sweat and your makeup is completely washed off, your face will be covered in blood, and it must be bruises!
Darkening and reducing health! You can't fight yourself, but the buffs must be fully stacked for him!
Iron sword enchants increase attack.
Lard smeared all over plus dodge.
Ghost face makeup adds morale.
I have done everything I can on Zhang Biao.
As time went by...Zhang Biao's face had been painted in all sorts of colors, not much different from the Peking Opera mask.
When the makeup was almost finished, someone suddenly broke into the preparation room.
"Master! Chi Lie has already started to enter!"
"Got it! Zhang Biao is ready to go on stage!"
.........
On the court, the roar of the iron-lung host was still lingering in the air.
"Alright! The performance is over! Now I declare the world's number one martial arts competition officially open!"
"The first warrior on the grassland, Heishan Chilie, is fighting against Dongfang Bubai. Damn it!"
"Next, please welcome Heishan Chilie!"
At the entrance, Chi Lie was riding a tall horse waiting to enter.
The horse was arranged by Fang Zhengyi, but there was no trickery.
After all, Fang Zhengyi is an ambitious young man with bottom line.
Moreover, ordinary horses may not be able to bear Chi Lie's weight.
After someone beside him gave him a reminder, Chi Lie gently tapped the horse's belly, and the horse slowly walked into the arena.
Chi Lie looked leisurely, looking around slowly.
It was also his first time to compete in front of 20,000 people.
It's quite interesting though.
If that Zhang Biao could make him happy while fighting, then he would be spared.
If you can't even last two rounds, just kill him.
Fists and feet have no eyes...Paba also hinted that he could kill people.
When the host saw Chi Lie’s head emerge, he continued to shout loudly and emotionally: "He! He came from the depths of the grassland! When he was born, a dragon and an elephant appeared behind him..."
Xie Xian frowned, took out a knife from his sleeve and put it against the host's chest, angrily saying: "What the hell are you talking about?! Read from the script!"
The host trembled and said, "Brother! His manuscript is only one line! I finished reading it in two steps! Do you think I am willing to edit it?!"
Xie Xian silently retracted his knife after hearing this: "Then you can't encourage others and destroy your own prestige! They are from Beirong!"
"I understand! I understand!" the host begged for mercy.
Damn it, if it wasn’t for a hundred taels, I wouldn’t have taken this job!
"He is! The grassland's number one warrior, the unrivaled horseman!!"
The host tried hard to draw out the tone, and finally finished the short sentence until Chi Lie walked to the center of the stage.
Then he let out a long sigh and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Making money is so fucking hard!
Paba sat in the audience, his old face flushed with embarrassment.
The host's strange accent was particularly uncomfortable to listen to.
This is my own fault! I didn't expect the competition to be staged in this way. The lines for the entrance were too short!
But Chi Lie didn't care at all, he didn't understand at all.
The audience exclaimed in amazement! The giant-like figure of Chi Lie once again shocked everyone's vision.
Especially when he dismounted, he formed a sharp contrast with the horse.
The so-called tall horse looks like a donkey next to him.
The strong contrast made Emperor Jing inexplicably nervous, but Li Yuanzhao beside him still looked heartless.
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