Brother Biao Gets Equipped

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

He trained regularly anyway, so three to five days of last-minute cramming wouldn't do much for his foundation.

The focus was refining technique based on Fang Zheng’s advice.

The morning was Lu Fa's cultural lesson.

It mainly covered Northern Rong customs and taught some simple communication phrases, after all, one needed to say something tough when facing an opponent!

In the afternoon, Zhang Biao could be seen practicing various ruthless moves in the courtyard.

First, he warmed up by throwing sand.

Then he practiced monkey steals peach, crotch kicks, searching the sea bottom... the same few moves repeatedly.

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

Lu Fa, who was his training partner, was about to wet himself, standing in place letting Zhang Biao continuously twist and turn to attack his lower body, looking at the sky with a sense of despair.

Zhang Biao's every move was lethal, with the determination not to stop until crushing his enemy's basketballs to dust!

Even an African brother would call him lord!

Everyone in the Fang residence came to watch Zhang Biao practice, leaving the women silent and the men tearful...

Fang Zheng watched with a chill running down his spine.

Stroking his chin with a troubled expression... maybe he should just have someone take care of Chilie beforehand.

With this fighting style, no matter how thick his skin was, it wouldn't be enough to save face!

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

People began to peer curiously toward the gate.

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

Zhou Tie and Old Qi were at the front.

Seeing Fang Zheng, they quickly carried the boxes to him and greeted him.

Fang Zheng watched the boxes continuously being carried in and asked: "Is everything brought? Has everyone arrived?"

Zhou Tie said: "All here! We came early this morning. Heard that someone from our county named Zhang Laoliu has opened several inns in the Banshan District."

"Our people are all staying at his inn."

This Laoliu! Even opened inns?

Fang Zheng had no time to think about it further, looking at the boxes on the ground he said: "Open all the boxes, let me see if everything is complete?"

Old Qi silently opened the boxes one by one.

Some boxes contained weapons, but most held armor.

Ming Dynasty armor, Gothic armor, Milan armor, Indian armor, Japanese kettle armor...

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

These items had been crafted by county artisans when Fang Zheng was bored with nothing to do.

In his previous life, he had watched plenty of full armor fighting videos on TikTok.

Although he didn't understand the exact forms, he could replicate them to about seventy or eighty percent based on his memories!

And all this armor had been custom-made for Zhang Biao's body type.

Normally they weren't used, just kept as collectibles.

Who would have thought they would come in handy today!

Fang Zheng's eyes scanned the various armors, finally settling on the Milan armor.

The most flashy and aesthetically pleasing was of course the Ming Dynasty armor.

But that suit of armor, for the sake of appearance, seemed to have been made of pure gold...

The kettle armor needs no explanation, the staple of Japanese samurai TV shows, also for show, mostly made of bamboo, definitely not sturdy!

Both Gothic and Milan armor were heavy cavalry armor.

They wrapped a person like an iron bucket, providing 360-degree protection with no blind spots.

However, the Milan armor was uglier!

Ugly = practical, with buff bonuses.

That's how Fang Zheng thought about it, so he chose it!

Zhou Tie, seeing Zhang Biao tirelessly practicing crotch attacks, asked puzzled: "Master, what war are we fighting? Why all this commotion?"

"Not a war, a fight!"

"Someone fierce from the Northern Rong will fight Zhang Biao in four days, that guy is nearly ten feet tall!"

Thinking of Chilie's shocking physique and strength, Fang Zheng felt uneasy.

He had never seen Zhang Biao lose to anyone in terms of strength.

Zhou Tie's eyes widened: "There are people that tall! Damn, how long must he be!"

"This long, when soft." Fang Zheng silently extended part of his forearm.

Zhou Tie first looked down and pondered for a moment, then raised his head and sighed deeply, utterly dejected.

"I've lost."

...

"Bam!" Fang Zheng kicked Zhou Tie hard in the butt, angrily saying: "Damn it! I called you here to help with the fight, not to compare sizes!"

"Hurry up! Find some handy weapons for Zhang Biao! Northern Rong people are good with long spears!"

Zhou Tie sighed again, squatting down to search through the boxes.

Muttering: "So long, how can it be so long..."

Shortly after, he pulled out a steel whip: "This is good!"

"Though the spear is king of all weapons, it can be completely countered by a long whip! And Zhang Biao is also skilled with the whip! This is the perfect weapon!"

Saying this, Zhou Tie unfurled the whip and struck fiercely at a fake mountain!

With a boom sound! One corner of the fake mountain was directly blasted off!

Zhou Tie retracted the whip, nodding with satisfaction.

"Good whip! Good whip! Let's use this whip to snap off the Northern Rong man's whip!"

Fang Zheng's face darkened.

The Qian Dynasty's fall wasn't undeserved, with martial champions like this.

"Hmm, but why is this whip bluish?"

Zhou Tie touched the patterns on the whip, puzzled.

Old Qi came over, glanced at it, and said: "Oh, that was designed by me for Captain Zhang. It's coated with poison."

Zhou Tie shuddered and hastily threw the whip to the ground, exclaiming: "Damn! Why didn't you say so earlier!"

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

"When the poison was first applied, it was truly blue! I call this the Blue Silver Whip, just one strike of blue silver entanglement..."

Fang Zheng cut him off, face twitching: "Alright, alright, that's enough!"

What rubbish is this, just hearing about it makes combat effectiveness plummet.

Who could it entangle anyway!

Chilie was extremely strong, if the whip got entangled with the spear, the two would enter a strength contest, and Zhang Biao would again be at a disadvantage.

Using a whip would be unwise!

"Pick something else, this one won't work!"

"Then how about this, plum blossom sleeve arrow! It can be hidden in the sleeve, fires three consecutive shots, and is very discreet!"

"No good! No hidden weapons!"

"How about hooks? They can disarm his long spear!"

"No good! Zhang Biao isn't as strong as him!"

"Then..."

"Can you find some oddly-shaped weapons? Don't bother with these conventional ones!"

Zhou Tie suggested four or five weapons, all rejected by Fang Zheng.

With no choice but to continue searching, he finally found two strange-looking weapons at the bottom of a box.

They looked like two sharpened horn-shaped tree branches.

"Let's go with this, unicorn horn blades! They're light and can also parry a long spear, without getting entangled in combat!"

"Hey! This is good!"

Fang Zheng took the weapons and made a few motions with them, they were very light!

Heavy armor already affected speed considerably, so using light, floating weapons was the right approach.

Though not very intimidating, practicality was the correct path!

With weapons and equipment selected, Fang Zheng turned and called out: "Zhang Biao! Come over and change weapons!"

Hearing this, Zhang Biao's punch, which was already thrown, stopped steadily in front of Lu Fa's crotch.

The wind from the punch was still gusting...

Seeing Zhang Biao finally walking away, Lu Fa immediately closed his eyes and exhaled deeply.

Tomorrow, not even death could drag him back here. He was done.

His legs gave out, and he slumped to the ground in defeat...