Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

The next day, Zhang Biao's training began quickly.

He usually trained frequently, so three to five days of cramming wouldn't be enough to build a solid foundation.

The main focus was on skill training based on the suggestions Fang Zheng Yi had made.

In the morning, it was Lufa's culture class.

It mainly involved learning some customs of the Northern Rong and teaching some simple conversational phrases, because you have to say a few harsh words to your opponent!

In the afternoon, Zhang Biao was seen constantly practicing various ruthless moves in the courtyard.

First, he warmed up by throwing sand.

Then came Monkey Steals Peaches, Groin Kick, Reaching for the Moon... over and over again, just those few moves.

Stealing from the front, stealing from the back, kicking from the side, kicking upside down...

Lufa, who was sparring with him, was about to wet his pants. He stood there, letting Zhang Biao constantly dodge, weave, and attack his lower body, staring at the sky with a hopeless expression.

Zhang Biao's moves were all deadly, with the determination to grind the enemy's 'little brother' into powder!

Even the African brothers would have to call him 'Grandpa'!

Everyone from the Fang residence came to watch Zhang Biao practice martial arts, and for a moment, the women were silent and the men wept...

Fang Zheng Yi watched with a chill down his spine.

He pinched his chin, looking conflicted... Should he find someone to take out Chi Lie in advance?

The way he fights, even if my face is thick, it won't be enough to save face!

As Zhang Biao was practicing, a huge noise came from outside the courtyard wall.

Everyone began to crane their necks and peek towards the front gate.

Just as Fang Zheng Yi was about to walk over, he saw Xiao Tao leading a group of people carrying large boxes into the courtyard.

Leading the group were Zhou Tie and Lao Qi.

Upon seeing Fang Zheng Yi, they quickly carried the boxes and walked up to him, greeting him.

Fang Zheng Yi looked at the boxes being carried in and asked, "Did you bring everything? Has everyone arrived?"

Zhou Tie said, "Everyone's here! They came early this morning. I heard that there's a guy named Zhang Lao Liu in our county who opened a few inns in Banshanfang."

"Our people are all staying at his inns."

This Lao Liu! He even opened inns?

Fang Zheng Yi didn't have time to think about it. He looked at the boxes on the ground and said, "Open all the boxes. Let me see if all the equipment is complete?"

Lao Qi silently opened the boxes one by one.

Some of the boxes contained weapons, but most of them contained armor.

Ming Dynasty Bright Armor, Gothic Armor, Milanese Armor, Indian Armor, Japanese O-yoroi...

The famous armors from the internet in his previous life were basically all here!

These things were all made by the craftsmen in the county when Fang Zheng Yi was extremely bored.

He had watched a lot of armored combat videos on Douyin in his previous life.

Although he didn't understand the specific forms, he could imitate seven or eight out of ten based on the appearance in his memory!

Moreover, these armors were all custom-made according to Zhang Biao's size.

They weren't usually needed, just used as collectible figures.

He didn't expect them to come in handy today!

Fang Zheng Yi's eyes kept scanning the many armors, and finally locked onto the Milanese armor.

The most dazzling and aesthetically pleasing was of course the Ming Dynasty Bright Armor.

However, this set of armor seemed to have been made of pure gold for the sake of appearance...

The O-yoroi goes without saying, a regular in TV dramas, a must-have for Japanese samurai, but it's also just for show. It's mostly made of bamboo, so it definitely won't hold up!

Both the Gothic armor and the Milanese armor are heavy cavalry armor.

They wrap people up like iron barrels, providing 360-degree, no-dead-angle defense.

It's just that the Milanese armor is uglier!

Ugly = practical, with a buff.

That's what Fang Zheng Yi thought, so he chose it!

Zhou Tie saw Zhang Biao diligently practicing his groin strikes and wondered, "Master, who are we going to war with? Why are we making such a big show of it?"

"Not war, a fight!"

"A ruthless guy from the Northern Rong is coming to fight Zhang Biao in four days. That guy is almost a丈 tall!"

Thinking of Chi Lie's amazing size and strength, Fang Zheng Yi felt uneasy.

He had never seen Zhang Biao lose to anyone in a strength contest.

Zhou Tie widened his eyes, "There's someone that tall! Holy crap, how long must his be!"

"This long, soft." Fang Zheng Yi silently extended a section of his forearm.

Zhou Tie pondered for a while, then looked up to the sky and sighed, extremely dejected.

"I lost."

.......

"Bang!" Fang Zheng Yi kicked Zhou Tie hard on the butt, angrily saying, "Damn it! I asked you to help fight, not to compare lengths!"

"Hurry up! Pick out a few handy weapons for Zhang Biao! The Northern Rong people are good at using spears!"

Zhou Tie sighed again, squatted on the ground and began to rummage.

He muttered, "So long, how can it be so long...."

After a while, he found a refined steel long whip: "This is good!"

"Although the spear is the king of weapons, the long whip can defeat it! And Zhang Biao is also good at using the whip! This is the perfect weapon!"

With that, Zhou Tie flicked the long whip and lashed it fiercely at the rockery!.

With a "boom" sound, a corner of the rockery was directly blown up!

Zhou Tie retracted the long whip and nodded in satisfaction.

"Good whip! Good whip! Use this whip to break the Northern Rong man's whip!"

Fang Zheng Yi's face darkened.

The Qian Dynasty was destroyed for a reason, after all, the top martial arts graduates are like this.

"Oh, but why is this whip blue?"

Zhou Tie touched the patterns on the whip, his face full of doubt.

Lao Qi came over, took a look and said, "Oh, that was designed by Head Constable Zhang. It's coated with poison."

Zhou Tie shivered and hurriedly threw the whip on the ground, exclaiming, "Holy crap! Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Lao Qi picked up the whip: "The poison on this whip is extremely poisonous! But it's been a long time, I don't know if it's still effective."

"When I first applied the poison, it was really blue! I call this the Blue Silver Whip, as long as a whip is wrapped in Blue Silver..."

Fang Zheng Yi repeatedly said, "Alright, alright, stop talking!"

What kind of broken thing is that, it sounds like it has terrible combat power.

Who can it entangle!

Chi Lie is extremely strong. If the whip gets entangled on the spear and the two get into a strength contest, then Zhang Biao will be at a disadvantage again.

Using a whip is unwise!

"Change it, this one won't work!"

"Then this, Plum Blossom Sleeve Arrow! It can be hidden in the sleeve and can fire three shots in a row, with strong concealment!"

"No! No hidden weapons!"

"How about using a hook? It can disarm his spear!"

"No! Zhang Biao is not as strong as him!"

"Then....."

"Can you find some strangely shaped weapons? Don't mention these conventional ones!"

Zhou Tie said four or five weapons in a row, but they were all rejected by Fang Zheng Yi.

Helpless, he could only continue to rummage, and finally found two strangely shaped weapons at the bottom of the box.

They looked like two bladed ram horn-shaped branches.

"Let's use this, Kirin Horn Knife! It's both light and can parry a spear, and it won't get into a tangle!"

Kirin Horn Knife

"Oh! This is good!"

Fang Zheng Yi took the weapon and gestured with it. It was very light!

Wearing heavy armor already affects speed a lot, so you should use this kind of light weapon.

Although it's not cool enough, practicality is the right way!

After choosing the weapons and equipment, Fang Zheng Yi turned his head and shouted, "Zhang Biao! Come over and change weapons!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Biao steadily stopped the punch he had already thrown in front of Lufa's crotch.

The fist wind was still impacting....

Seeing that Zhang Biao had finally left, Lufa immediately closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Tomorrow, I won't come even if I die. I can't suffer this anymore.

Then his whole body was sore and weak, and he collapsed to the ground.....