With a smile on his face, Fang Zheng stood up and waved his hands!

The crowd led by the health team and the Fenghuo Gang immediately stood up!

The people of Taoyuan County got up quickly when they saw it.

Then thousands of people were heard shouting: "Long live your Majesty!"

When the other people saw this posture, they immediately stood up and shouted long live.

In fact, when people saw the emperor for the first time, they instinctively wanted to salute.

However, the space between the seats in this stadium is extremely narrow, making it impossible to salute.

When I saw someone taking the lead in standing and saluting, naturally everyone began to imitate it in a decent manner.

The shouting at first was not very neat.

There were sounds here and there, and with the emergence of spontaneous order, the shouts gradually connected one after another.

The sound is getting louder and louder! It makes people’s hearts tremble.

The hearts of the civil and military officials also surged, and they couldn't help shouting out.

Emperor Jing was naturally very satisfied.

His face turned red with excitement, and he couldn't help but wave his hands to the crowd.

Although this scene was exciting to the people of Jingguo, it was a completely different feeling to Pa Ba's ears.

He could feel a strong vitality and vitality flowing among the crowd.

Unity... stability... upward, the environment here is far better than in the capital.

Paba was shaken for a moment, glanced at the accompanying envoys, and then calmed down again.

These are all appearances...as long as we can do business with Jingguo.

Cattle, sheep, and horses were exchanged for salt and iron. Within ten years...King Khan would be able to form several groups of indestructible armored cavalry!

What can Da Jing do to resist it then?

Business is prosperous and the people are prosperous, but they are just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Countless resources are available upon request!

The applause lasted for ten minutes, and Fang Zhengyi had no intention of stopping.

The hands of everyone in the arena were numb from waving, and Emperor Jing's was also numb from waving.

No one dared to stop!

Until Fang Zheng grabbed it out of thin air with both hands!

The applause slowly stopped...

Emperor Jing breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Fang Zheng: "Fang Qing, can we start now?"

Fang Zheng leaned forward and came closer to Emperor Jing.

"No, Your Majesty! There are still a few shows left!"

"Our first World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament, there are only two people in total!"

"The fight was over in a short while. Didn't you and the other civil and military officials come here in vain?"

Emperor Jing was speechless.

In order to make up for the time, how many tasks did you do this time?

"Okay...as soon as possible, I want to see how Zhang Biao defeats Chi Lie! And...who named Sang Biao in the newspaper?"

Fang Zhengyi chuckled: "How do you feel about it?"

"Nonsense! It's unlucky! You can't change your surname randomly! However, Dongfang Bubai is a good nickname."

Emperor Jing was very dissatisfied with this word "mourning"!

Mang Biao? What if Zhang Biao is really mourned? Wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

Dongfang Invincible is okay!

Fang Zhengyi disagreed, what happened to Sang Biao? Doesn’t this sound like he has more food in his mouth than Zhang Biao?

"Your Majesty, you can watch the show later, and I'll go see Zhang Biao and make some arrangements."

Emperor Jing waved his hand: "You go and do your work, don't worry about me."

Fang Zheng nodded, stood up and waved in the direction of the bell, and then walked out of the auditorium alone.

When Li Yuanzhao saw this, he wanted to follow him, but Emperor Jing reached out and grabbed him.

Emperor Jing looked displeased and said, "You will stay with me today and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Li Yuanzhao sneered and sat back.

In the studio, Xie Xian kept staring at Fang Zhengyi with a telescope. When he saw him waving to him, he immediately stepped forward to pat the host and handed him two pieces of paper.

"It's time! The first one is the program list. You read this first."

"The second one is the introduction that was just sent over. Chi Lie will be introduced first, and then Zhang Biao will be introduced. Do you understand?"

The host took the manuscript and glanced at it quickly.

"No problem..., hiss~ Oh my god, why is this Biao's introduction so long?"

"Then don't worry about it. Just shout louder in a moment! The venue is so big that you can't hear any noise!"

"In the competition later, you have to focus on introducing Zhang Biao and show off our momentum! Show off Dajing's reputation! Do you understand?"

"If you perform well at the end of this event, I will be rewarded with one hundred taels of silver. I will come back to you next time!"

I’ll go! One hundred taels!!? How many years less will I have to struggle!

The host looked serious: "Don't worry! I will complete the task, I am the most professional!"

Then he took a deep breath, walked to the bronze bell, and shouted angrily: "Down below! Please enjoy the folk art performance!"

"Sing a folk song to His Majesty"

"Composer and lyrics: Mr. Sai!"

As the actors entered the stadium, the musicians of the stadium began to play under the leadership of Wu Sheng.

As for who Mr. Sai is, the whole capital knows.

Everyone was already accustomed to Fang Zhengyi's routine operations. Even Emperor Jing didn't feel blushing at all and was even a bit enjoying himself.

Even so, the 360-degree surround sound still shocked the whole audience!

Only Prabha is still wondering... This guy named Sai is too shameless to write such shameful lyrics?

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Fang Zhengyi trotted all the way to Zhang Biao's preparation room.

I could vaguely hear the music coming from the stadium and couldn't help but feel happy.

The unscrupulous people in the capital like to watch those vulgar and obscene things.

I’m here for you today, listen carefully to the positive energy classics I wrote to detoxify your brain!!

Zhang Biao took off only his underpants at this moment, posing like a horse!

Put your feet on the chair and keep stretching your upper body from side to side. Your posture is extremely heroic!

The other people in the room couldn't help, they were just sitting around.

As soon as Naofata arrived, they all stood up.

Upon seeing this, Fang Zheng hurriedly asked, "How are the preparations going?"

Zhou Tie came over: "Master, I'm just waiting for your instructions. The rest is ready."

"Okay! Bring the stove! Where's the lard... Where's the lard?"

"Here it is!" Zhou Tie took out a can of lard from behind, walked up to Zhang Biao, scooped out a big lump, slapped it on Zhang Biao's back, and began to rub it.

Zhang Biao seemed a little reluctant and said in a low voice: "It's not necessary, Master, I'm sure I can win!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Just think of it as doing it for me! If you're going to be disabled, don't expect me to support you!"

Fang Zhengyi struggled to carry Zhang Biao's broad sword and slowly inserted it into the charcoal stove!

Watching the broad sword being continuously enchanted in the charcoal furnace, Fang Zhengyi smiled with satisfaction.

The performance should last for more than 20 minutes outside. The fire in the stove is a little small, but it is enough!

After a while, the enchantment is successful, and when the sword is struck, it can give Chi Lie a third-degree burn just by scraping the edge!

The broadsword enchantment has been tested in advance, and the temperature within twenty minutes is absolutely no problem!

After twenty minutes...it cooled down and became useless.

However, the results of the competition can be produced in minutes, but it cannot take twenty minutes!
Chapter completed!