Showing Off to the Entire Venue

"But a true martial artist has no limits!"

"At twenty-six! He personally went to the number one sword-forging family in the martial world, the Baijian Mountain Villa, to forge a divine weapon!"

"The villa master, Ximen Chuixue, personally came out of seclusion, using the entire clan's strength, spending two years to complete it. When the sword was finished, blood was needed to activate it. Villa master Ximen Chuixue threw himself into the furnace, dying with a smile! Hence the divine weapon was named the Ash Bringer!!"

The host held the telescope, panting heavily.

Ghost and deity matters were always just hearsay, but today he was truly seeing a glowing treasure sword with his own eyes!

The events in this script were actually fucking real! He had truly seen a living immortal!

"This sword has the character 'ren' (benevolence) inscribed on its blade! Showing it's a Sword of Benevolence! Representing our Great Jing..."

The hearts of the civil and military officials were filled with satisfaction.

Not only was Zhang Biao's entrance magnificent, but the meaning behind this sword was also beautiful.

A Sword of Benevolence! The character 'ren', doesn't it symbolize the backbone of our Great Jing scholars?

Fang Zheng couldn't listen anymore and kicked the host in the buttocks, angrily saying: "It's not yet time for your free improvisation, stick to the script!"

The host immediately calmed down and hurriedly glanced at the script.

"The so-called 'ren'! Refers to the technique of splitting a person in half! When the Ash Bringer appears! It's one stroke, two pieces, then using fierce flames to reduce enemies to ashes!"

Emperor Jing and the civil and military officials immediately turned black in the face!

A dog never changes its habit of eating shit! Is this human speech? 'Ren' means splitting a person in half?

Then does 'yi' (righteousness) mean cutting off someone's head?!

"The strongest warrior plus an unparalleled divine weapon! He is Great Jing's first extraordinary swordsman! The Invincible East! Lost~! Biao~!"

When pronouncing the words "Lost Biao," the host had used all his strength to shout!

After shouting, he tilted his head back, closed his eyes,

As if still savoring the previous excitement.

Exciting! So exciting, that there was such a powerful person in the world, and I personally introduced him.

This time... even without money, it would have been worth it!

Fang Zheng silently stepped forward and stuffed another silver note into his hand.

Paba and his delegation in the audience were all pale, mentally devastated, as if they had lost their parents!

Zhang Biao... what kind of background did he have?

How had he never heard of such formidable martial world organizations like the Island of Gallants and Baijian Mountain Villa?

Was it all made up? Impossible! Would anyone dare to lie so blatantly with the Emperor present?

The flames, black smoke, music, and glowing sword were all understandable.

But that sword actually glowed red! Could this be faked too?

Chilie... how was he supposed to fight now? Would that fellow summon a flying sword later...

Thinking about it, Paba's whole body began to shake uncontrollably.

At this moment, everything was proceeding as rehearsed, not a hair out of place!

The two powerhouses finally faced each other!

Zhang Biao stood before Chilie, raising his head to look at him with a calm gaze.

Chilie looked down at Zhang Biao's face, glanced at his sword, and his eye twitched twice before quietly swallowing...

Seeing this, Zhang Biao smiled faintly and raised his broadsword!

Chilie hurriedly raised his spear to strike! He thought Zhang Biao would block. Who knew that the broadsword would instead be deeply thrust into the ground by Zhang Biao.

Seeing that he had no intention to fight, Chilie quickly withdrew his spear, feeling frustrated inside, he roared: "What do you mean! Are we fighting or not!"

From the beginning until now, the two hadn't even touched each other, just looking at all these fancy displays!

Did you come to fight or to perform!

Unfortunately, Zhang Biao couldn't understand what he was saying.

The performance isn't over yet! What are you shouting about?

In the next second, Zhang Biao directly struck a pose on the spot.

First pose, monkey scratching head!

The reflective mirrors around the stadium converged on Zhang Biao again.

The accompaniment of "A Man Should Strengthen Himself" suddenly increased in volume, and the musicians began playing and singing in unison!

"Bravely~facing countless waves~, hot blood like..."

With the song, Zhang Biao continuously changed through various bodybuilding poses.

Mantis style, vacuum abdomen, devil's horns, war stomp.....

A set of flamboyant combo moves turned Chilie's already dark face black as a pot bottom.

The Taoyuan County cheerleaders beat their waist drums and shouted frantically!

Ribbons and flowers were tossed into the air as if they cost nothing.

Sister Chun in the crowd had fainted from excitement, and Luo Ningxin had no time to watch the competition, helplessly pinching Sister Chun's nose instead.

All the spectators were fired up!

Originally, Zhang Biao's first entrance had excited everyone to ashes! Who would have thought there would be a body-showing performance at the end, directly resurrecting those ashes!

The shouts from the sky directly pierced the heavens, even faintly reaching the inner city!

The stadium had become Zhang Biao's personal concert.

Whatever rationality, etiquette, or refinement no longer existed at this moment!

Everyone was engulfed in the frenzied atmosphere.

Whether officials or commoners, all had fallen into the revelry, howling crazily!

Fortunately, Emperor Jing and some senior, steady officials could still maintain their composure.

However, their rapidly rising and falling chests had already betrayed their inner state.

Li Yuanzhao was the most excited! At this moment, he wished he could rush down and replace Zhang Biao himself!

So fucking stylish! So attention-grabbing! One day he would definitely have Fang Zheng arrange something like this for him too!

And he would also want to wield that divine sword!!

In the broadcasting room, Fang Zheng, Lu Fa, and other internal personnel who had participated in the rehearsal were laughing their heads off.

They hadn't expected such a good effect! It had completely exceeded expectations.

Chilie's morale had been depressed to the depths of the earth!

In comparison, Chilie's simple entrance seemed to have been specifically prepared to complement Zhang Biao.

The meticulous planning and coordination of a group of people had achieved an unprecedented effect!

Zhou Tie watched with full envy... if it weren't for this guy's luck in following the Master, perhaps it would have been me standing there...

After nearly five minutes of continuous celebration, many people's throats were hoarse.

More women who had been suppressing themselves for too long fainted.

Only when Zhang Biao slowly pulled out the broadsword did the cheers from the arena gradually subside.

However, although the iron sword still retained some heat, its appearance had returned to normal.

Quite a few people realized what had happened, and Emperor Jing couldn't help showing a disappointed expression.

I thought there really was some divine weapon in the world... what a pity!

Chilie obviously also saw through the trick, his face alternating between green and white!

Who would have thought it was just a heated iron sword!

He had actually been fooled by such a small trick!

In his shame and anger, he suddenly raised his long spear, pointing it directly at Zhang Biao's forehead!

Zhang Biao neither dodged nor avoided, raising his head to look at Chilie.

"Today... you won't leave here alive!" Chilie's voice revealed bone-chilling coldness.

"Have you eaten?" A fluent Northern Rong language emerged from Zhang Biao's mouth.

Chilie's expression began to shift again...

Have you eaten? What does that mean? Why would he ask that?

In the broadcasting room, several people observed the arena through telescopes.

Fang Zheng muttered softly: "What are they saying?"

"Chilie said he's going to kill Zhang Biao, and Zhang Biao asked if he's eaten." Lu Fa replied

"Hss~ You can hear that too?!" Everyone looked at Lu Fa in astonishment.

"It's lip reading."

"........."

Fang Zheng looked at Lu Fa with a conflicted expression: "Why ask if he's eaten?"

"Zhang Biao asked me how to greet someone in Northern Rong language, and that's what I taught him."

"........."