When the people in the arena cheered for Mulan, they would not forget that there was still a fierce battle going on in the arena, and after a burst of cheers, the atmosphere of the scene was pushed to a new peak after Zhao Yun defeated his opponent.

Zhao Yun rode steadily on the white horse with a wooden sword in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, lightly clamped the horse's belly with his two feet, and said calmly to the white horse: "Just speed up!" Leave it all to me! ”

The white horse seemed to understand what Zhao Yun meant, and began to accelerate and sprint as fast as he could, rushing towards the three people of the yellow team.

"There's a cavalryman coming!" The three members of the Yellow team moved cautiously from the start, with an archer with a spear on their backs, a paradoxical soldier with an axe at his waist, and finally a tall man with a two-handed axe.

"Shoot his horse first! Don't let him speed up easily! He handed the spear in his left hand, drew a throwing axe from his waist with his right hand, and said to the archer.

The archers of the yellow team began to shoot arrows with their bows and arrows, shooting at the white horse under Zhao Yun's crotch.

"Bang Bang!" Zhao Yun's riding spear in his right hand danced, easily shot down the opponent's arrows, and the white horse under his crotch rushed into the distance of 20 meters from the yellow team without slowing down.

"Go!" Seeing that Zhao Yun had rushed to the front, the flying axe held in his right hand threw it hard, and the flying axe rotated and cut at the four hooves of the white horse, "Come again!" After the spearman threw it, he immediately took out another flying axe and shook his hand, and the two flying axes flew towards Zhao Yun and the white horse one after the other.

"But that's it!" Zhao Yun clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and the riding gun in his hand aimed at the flying axe, and accurately hit the junction between the axe handle and the axe blade, and "snapped" to pick the first axe away.

"Open!" Facing the second flying axe, the wooden sword in Zhao Yun's left hand probed, aimed at the flying axe, and flicked it, and the flying axe flew and deflected, at this time the white horse had already rushed to the front of the three people of the yellow team, and the archers of the yellow team threw down the bow and arrow, drew out the spear, and stood with his companions, ready to attack Zhao Yun.

"Stop his horse, I'll attack him!" The strong man with a big axe in his hand said to his companion.

"Good!" The two responded in unison, each holding a spear to the left and right to block the direction of Zhao Yun's advance, while the strong man with the big axe was holding the big axe and ready to launch a deadly attack at any time.

"Drink!" Zhao Yun, who was charging, did not choose to avoid the threat of the two spears, but urged the white horse to rush towards the gap between the two, and the practice riding gun in Zhao Yun's hand stabbed forward, and the head of the spear seemed to turn into a strange and unpredictable poisonous snake, revealing its fangs and biting the two people. "Seven Snake Spears!"

Zhao Yun's spear avoided the spear's block, and the head of the spear pointed a little at the archer's forehead, and then flashed away, swinging away from the attack with the contradictory hand, and poking it at his shoulder. "Uhhh The archer, who was hit in the forehead, fainted instantly, and the contradictory soldier who had been stabbed in the shoulder by the spear fell backwards with a muffled grunt.

"Die! Leap Slash! The strong man with the big axe in his hand took advantage of the moment when Zhao Yun attacked the two, his feet rushed forward and jumped, and the big axe in his hand aimed at Zhao Yun's figure and slashed down.

"Up!" Zhao Yun clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and the four hooves of the white horse slammed into the direction of the contradictory soldier, and the kinetic energy brought by the high-speed charging war horse was terrifying, and the contradictory soldier directly hit the contradictory soldier and vomited blood in the air and flew upside down, taking Zhao Yun to dodge the strong man's flying body and split.

"Qinghong is in the sky!" The wooden sword in Zhao Yun's left hand slashed at the strong man with the empty door wide open like lightning, and with a "snap", the wooden sword slashed the strong man's competitive helmet, and the huge slashing force directly shook him dizzy, and he fell to the ground unconscious.

Zhao Yun knocked three opponents to the ground with just one charge, and won the victory unscathed.

"Bang bang bang! Oh my God! That's great! Unbelievable! Will that be the knight of our country? I wish we could train such a powerful knight too! The audience stood up and gave Zhao Yun a round of applause and cheers.

"Bang bang! That's great! Superb horsemanship, superb marksmanship, handsome appearance, charming temperament, this is the perfect knight, this is the knight of my dreams! I'm going to make him my knight! On the high platform of the arena, Torres stared at Zhao Yun with burning eyes and said excitedly.

"Who can tell me the name of this knight, or who can bring him before me! Who can do it! Torres said to the crowd with a fire burning in his eyes.

"Ahem, ahem!" Gilles suddenly coughed violently, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I was rude!" Gilles blushed and said to Torres.

"Gilles, are you alright?" Torres looked concerned and reached out to help Gilles.

"No, Your Highness, I'm fine! Thank you for your concern! I'm all right! Gilles said as he straightened up and turned to Torres.

"Oh well! Gilles, take care of yourself! Torres said earnestly.

"I think there's one more guest of honor that I have to invite tomorrow!" Torres turned to look at Zhao Yun's figure and said with a burning gaze.

"Your Royal Highness, isn't there still a game going on on the field? Maybe there's a surprise again! Gilles said, standing three feet behind Torres.

"Him? It's a little worse in any way, and it's not qualified for my favor yet! Torres looked at Han Ji's figure in a bitter battle and shook his head slightly.

"That's a shame for him! (So lucky!) Gilles said meaningfully as he looked at Han Ji's figure.

"Get rid of them faster!" Han Ji tightly urged the black practice horse under his crotch to speed up, and now he was in a situation of being surrounded, two opponents wielding two-handed swords and one-handed battle axes were attacking him one after the other, and now the only way to break the game was to let the horse run as soon as possible.

The dark horse felt Han Ji's emotions and began to rush forward.

"Well done! You're awesome! Come on! Han Ji said loudly to the black horse under his crotch, as the black horse accelerated, Han Ji danced with both hands to cover the front and back of the gun, and gradually got rid of the entanglement of the two opponents, and rushed up at high speed again.

"I'll see if I don't kill you this time!" Han Ji thought with hatred in his heart that a charge of the dark horse just now was almost led by the opponent to hit the wall, and then he refused to speed up and run, Han Ji had to resist the opponent's stormy attack on the spot with a confused face, which made him look hurried and embarrassed, and he was holding back the fire in his heart.

As the dark horse turned around, Han Ji turned his head angrily and shouted, "Suffer death!" …… You ......"

"Little Brother Han, let's go!" Hua Mulan walked over from the two blue team members who fell to the ground and said lightly to Han Ji.

“…… Sister Mulan! Don't you know that buff grabbing and head grabbing are things to be reported? Han Ji looked at Mulan with a sad expression and said.

"Brother Han, do you have any opinions?" Hua Mulan held the two wooden swords in both hands, stared at Han Ji's whole body and said with a smile.

"Of course I am, I raise my hands in favor!" Han Ji immediately raised his hands in agreement.

In this way, Han Ji played soy sauce in the arena and followed Zhao Yun and Hua Mulan into the final stage, when Zhao Yun and Hua Mulan accepted the cheers of the crowd, Han Ji always felt that there were contemptuous eyes flashing at him in the audience.

"I'm actually a good teammate who loves assists and doesn't steal heads!" Han Ji said to himself silently in his heart!