Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Chi Lie never expected Zhang Biao to resort to such a disgusting tactic.

The spit was accurate, fast, and forceful, but because the movement wasn't large, only the two in the arena knew the details.

The rest of the audience could only see Chi Lie using his arms to tightly clamp Zhang Biao's ribs.

After being spat on, Chi Lie felt disgusted and involuntarily leaned backward, his arms suddenly loosening.

Seeing him expose an opening, Zhang Biao seized the opportunity, forcefully exerted strength with his arms, and directly broke free from Chi Lie's hold.

However, instead of using this chance to create distance, he grabbed Chi Lie's arms, braced his toes against his groin, and leaped high!

A fierce elbow strike descended from above, aimed at Chi Lie's face!

The host excitedly announced: "Sang Biao has broken free! He's launched a counterattack!"

"Look! He hit Chi Lie's... uh... upper jaw! Will he be knocked unconscious by such a heavy blow to the head?"

Unfortunately, although the strike was fierce, Chi Lie wasn't a pushover. He immediately lay down on the ground to dissipate some of the force.

However, fresh blood was already flowing from his nostrils.

Clearly, it wasn't just his upper jaw; his entire face had suffered a significant injury.

Chi Lie's eyes blazed with fury! He completely abandoned his defense, continuously hammering punches at Zhang Biao's ribs.

Zhang Biao also became ruthless, using both his hands and mouth.

His fists struck Chi Lie's face, while his mouth continuously spat...

"I'll fucking kill you!!!"

Having his face spat on again, Chi Lie's mentality collapsed once more. He raised his knee and slammed Zhang Biao away.

Then, he pounced back, fiercely hugging Zhang Biao, and adjusted his position to lock him down!

After the previous struggle, much of the pig oil on Zhang Biao's body had been rubbed off by the sand, greatly reducing its effectiveness.

Once he was locked down, it would be difficult to break free. Zhang Biao knew this very well!

The two began to roll around on the ground, grappling (referring to wrestling)...

As they rolled, the two ended up in a face-to-face embrace!

Without hesitation, Zhang Biao spat another mouthful of phlegm.

Chi Lie tightly closed his mouth, delivering a headbutt towards Zhang Biao. Zhang Biao seized the opportunity and directly hugged his head, taking a bite!

"He's biting his ear!!! Sang Biao actually bit off Chi Lie's ear!!!"

"As expected of Sang Biao, who has mastered the strengths of many! Every part of his body can become a surprising weapon!"

Listening to the host's roar, many people lowered their heads in shame.

Although everyone was on the same side, such blatant boasting... was a bit shameless. This was just low-class street fighting...

Paba's face was pale as he watched Chi Lie's ear being bitten off, blood flowing all over his face, his heart filled with hatred.

How could this be... Chi Lie was invincible, how could he suffer such a big loss at the hands of an unknown nobody? Even if that guy had narrowly won a round earlier with trickery, this was clearly a brawl!

Where was your innate divine strength?! Could this guy's strength be greater than yours?

Chi Lie also had grievances he couldn't voice. He endured the excruciating pain in his ear and kicked Zhang Biao away.

Zhang Biao didn't look big, but his strength was comparable to his!

What was even more infuriating was that this guy had an amazing grip! When the two grappled, he kept pinching his flesh with force!

And his nails dug in deep and fiercely!

His back was already in unbearable pain... Coupled with having his ear bitten off, the manic frustration in his heart had nowhere to vent!

Zhang Biao rolled to the side, slowly getting up about five or six steps away from Chi Lie.

Facing Chi Lie, he opened his mouth, revealing a bloody ear inside!

Zhang Biao pinched the ear with two fingers, shook it at Chi Lie, and casually threw it on the ground.

Wiping his mouth with his right hand, he said nonchalantly: "You should admit defeat."

How could Chi Lie listen to that? He roared madly and lunged forward, his arms spread wide!

This time... he would directly twist off his head!

Seeing him attack again, Zhang Biao quickly flicked his right hand!

A handful of sticky blood splashed directly onto Chi Lie's eyes.

Chi Lie wanted to dodge to the side, but Zhang Biao didn't give him any chance! A sweeping kick heavily struck his ankle!

With a 'crack' sound, Chi Lie howled and fell to the ground!

Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Biao directly circled behind him, seizing the opportunity to wrap his hands around his neck and exert force!

"What a move, blinding him with blood! Sang Biao has locked down Black Mountain Chi Lie!!" The host screamed excitedly.

Everyone watching was secretly cheering him on.

Lock him down! Lock him down!

The blowpipe archers in the first row completely breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, silently putting away their blowpipes.

The outcome was set!

Everyone knew Zhang Butou's methods... At this point, Chi Lie had almost no chance to reverse the situation, and Zhang Biao wouldn't give him any opportunity!

Chi Lie's eyes rolled back as he was locked down, and he kept making unintelligible sounds.

Zhang Biao hadn't used his full strength yet. He lowered his eyes to look at Chi Lie, who was still struggling, and said indifferently: "Your strength is above mine. You're the first one to make me use so many techniques."

"However... the purity is too low..."

Having said that, he forcefully tightened his arms! Chi Lie's eyes rolled back, and he stopped struggling.

You call this technique? Before passing out, Chi Lie's eyes still showed unwillingness, despicable... disgusting...

At the same time, Zhang Biao's whole body relaxed, and he collapsed to the ground, coughing violently. After coughing, he began to gasp for breath.

He had also suffered no shortage of injuries.

Chi Lie's fists were powerful and heavy. Almost every punch that landed on his body caused a large area of bruising.

If it hit a vital spot, it would almost be a fatal blow.

Fortunately, Chi Lie's reaction and speed were a bit slower than his, and judging from his fighting style, it was all about wide, sweeping movements. Ordinary opponents were simply crushed by his strength, and he had developed a dependence on this fighting method.

His technique was too poor! Otherwise, it would really be hard to say who would win or lose.

The audience seats were silent at this moment. Everyone could see that Chi Lie had fainted, but Zhang Biao was also lying on the ground, half-dead.

Who won in the end? Or was it a mutual loss?

However, before the crowd could wonder for too long, they saw Zhang Biao slowly climb up from the ground.

He looked left and right, and finally, facing the cheerleaders from Taoyuan County, he raised his arms and waved them twice!

He won!?

Sang Biao won!!!

Instantly! The audience seats erupted in cheers!

Countless cheers and applause resounded throughout the arena!

Fang Zheng smiled broadly, took out two silver bills, and stuffed them into the host's chest.

He loudly said: "Lu Fa! Hurry! Hurry and find a doctor! Get a stretcher and carry those two back!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Fa hurriedly ran out.

In the audience seats, Emperor Jing stared at Zhang Biao's sturdy back, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

He thought this guy only knew how to play dirty, but he didn't expect his body to be so strong!

It's good to be young...

Then, he raised his eyes and glanced at Paba, who was not far away and looked lost, a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"Let's go, the victory or defeat has been decided. Let's return to the palace."

Li Yuanzhao was still excitedly staring at the arena, and hurriedly said: "Father, are we going back now? Aren't you going to meet Zhang Biao?"

"No, he beat Chi Lie up like that, why would I meet him... I'll reward him separately after returning to the palace."

"If you want to go see him, go ahead!"

Li Yuanzhao immediately beamed with joy!

"Thank you, Father!"