"Is it my turn? That's fine! At least I don't have to watch others lose their lives in front of me anymore and be powerless! He thought to himself.

Perhaps because of the different positions he was in, Han Xing felt some sympathy for the two poor knights. It didn't feel like a joust at all, it was more like a massacre. Perhaps these knights are still some distance away from the "lamb to the slaughter", but in the face of the new martial arts masters, their poor fighting skills are not worth mentioning at all.

The young man with a pen and paper came up and said in quite fluent English: "Prisoner, I need to know your name!" As if he was afraid that Han Xin would not understand, he repeated it several times in French and German.

"Han Xing! My name is Han Xing~" Han Xing replied in the same fluent Chinese, and wrote his name in the air with his finger as he spoke.

The young man was obviously stunned, but he still nodded, and wrote the two big characters "Han Xing" on the paper with a brush.

Next, he told Han Xing again: His Majesty the Emperor's grace, as long as he can win the opponent in front of him, let him go!

This explains why the old knight suddenly became energetic.

Han Xing was noncommittal about this, in his opinion: This is just to arouse the fighting spirit of the captives and draw a big pie!

Han Xing's opponent was a young man in white with a cold face, holding a thin lancet in his hand, and the cold and shining blade reflected the light in the sun.

In view of the experience of the first two knights, Han Xing decided to wait for the attack and conserve his strength, and did not rush forward recklessly at the beginning.

Seeing Han Xing holding the long sword on his chest, he put on a defensive posture. The white-clothed swordsman had a bright eye, a smile on the corner of his mouth, lifted the lancet, and trotted towards Han Xing.

With the impact of the run-up, he swept the lancet horizontally, and the thin blade swept towards Han Xing's throat. Han Xing was now in a twelve-point spirit, so he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and with a broken heart, he blocked the blow violently.

As the swords collided and clashed, there was a tooth-aching creak, and even the sparks that flew as the thin blade slashed through the body of the Heartbroken Sword.

Seeing that the blow he swung with the help of his running advantage was blocked by Han Xing's stubborn sword, a trace of shock flashed in the eyes of the white-clothed swordsman, and his pupils shrank significantly. Then the corners of his mouth curled up in a larger arc, as if he had discovered some new toy.

He pulled out the lancet from the duel, and with the advantage of speed, he ran towards Han Xing's left side with an arrow step, and the lancet took it towards Han Xing's right neck. Anyone who has really been in battle for a long time knows that it often doesn't take much strength to make a knife, just by speed, a light touch, and it is a deep wound that can be seen to the bone.

But is Han Xing an ordinary person? He's a seasoned knight who is well-versed in both light and heavy fighting styles, and can switch between them seamlessly. He immediately turned his head, dodged the sword sideways, changed his hands to one hand, and waved his heart, and the blade of the sword followed towards the unguarded back of the white-clothed swordsman.

The white-robed man was unhurried, jumped up several meters high, stepped on Han Xing's sword with his right foot, and kicked Han Xing's face with his left foot.

Han Xing suddenly felt a heat in his nostrils, and a stream of heat flowed out indisputably. Feeling the salty and damp heat on his lips, Han Xing secretly complained in his heart: This is still a hairy hair~ The combat effectiveness is not on the same level at all!

Once upon a time, he saw in martial arts dramas, those little minions who were not self-conscious, howling and pounced on the protagonist, and then unfortunately they were cleaned up by the protagonist three times and five divided by two, and their noses and faces were swollen. He used to laugh very happily~ Now, when this scene happens to him, no, he can't laugh!

Facing this white-robed swordsman with strong martial arts, Han Xing felt like a "trick" and a little minion in a martial arts drama, and felt deeply powerless. The only difference is probably this: Han Xing is a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed!

This is probably his only advantage! His thinking has never been clearer: with his own half bucket of water, if he wants to deal with a martial arts master, the only way is probably to exchange injuries for injuries!

And the two knights who died before left an inherent impression on almost everyone: Western European knights are good at short-term outbursts, and once they enter a protracted battle, their combat effectiveness will soon be greatly reduced!

Even the white-robed swordsman in front of him is probably thinking about Han Xing like this!

Now that he had made up his mind, Han Xing began to create the illusion of a powerless follow-up, the speed of the heartbroken swing in his hand had decreased significantly, and in the face of the white-robed swordsman's thin lancet, he had already moved left and right, and he had no power to fight back.

In just a few minutes, several knife cuts of different shades had been drawn on his body by the white-robed swordsman one after another, and he looked so miserable!

The audience on the field is already boiling, this white-robed swordsman's knife skills are quite beautiful, it looks pleasing to the eye, there is an elegant air when walking, and he looks handsome and good, as if he is the protagonist in martial arts, can't the audience on the field look at him frequently?

He is like a bullfighter, with his clever body, he plays Han Xing's "wild bull" in the palm of his hand, which can be called a perfect combination of strength and skill. Just like the legendary "Ku Ding Jieniu", it is obviously a bloody and violent dirty work, but under his skills, it is full of strange beauty.

Now Han Xing's appearance looks very disgraced and embarrassed, like a trapped beast that has been forced onto a cliff and is at the end of the road, as embarrassed as he wants! The crimson blood had dried up, turning into blackened, dried blood stains. Due to the scorching sun, the beads of sweat on his forehead have turned into crystal salt grains.

A neat cry began to be heard from the crowd: "Turned out him!" Resulted in him! The white-robed swordsman was overjoyed when he saw this, there is a way that "the will of the people is difficult to disobey", not to mention that the reason why he has been playing Han Xing is to attract people's attention, but now it is just in line with public opinion!

He jumped in front of Han Xing, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of the lancet, he slashed towards Han Xing's chest from top to bottom.

If this knife is implemented, Han Xing will have an extra hideous wound on his body that extends from his right shoulder to his left waist! At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the white-robed swordsman was 100% sure of his knife, and the audience was looking forward to it.

I'm afraid that only the Nine Taibao He Xinding, who is not far away, noticed that something was wrong! He vaguely felt that Han Xing's current state was somewhat familiar, this was an instinct, among so many people present, he was the only one who had really fought against Han Xing. And Han Xing's embarrassed appearance now made him have four big words in his heart: show the enemy to be weak!

It was at this moment that he chuckled in his heart and secretly called "not good". The white-robed swordsman got his wish and made a nearly half-meter-long opening in Han Xing's chest and abdomen. Han Xing sneered and grabbed his lancet with his left hand, and in his unbelievable gaze, he stabbed his broken heart into his lower abdomen.

His smile froze on his face, and with his smile, there was also the originally boiling audience. It all happened so fast that people were simply caught off guard!

Come to think of it, their voices are probably as follows:, didn't you just beat this guy into a pig's head? Why was he killed in a blink of an eye? Impossible! The pride of our Han Dynasty, the new science and technology jinshi with high martial arts, was actually killed by a pig's head~ I have something wrong with my eyes, right?

Unfortunately, this is the case, the sharp blade of the sword enters from the lower abdomen and comes out of the lower waist. A mixture of shock, anger, and incredibly complex expressions appeared on the white-robed swordsman's face. Then, as if he had been stripped of his bones, he collapsed with unwilling eyes and weakness.

A second ago, he was still at the most proud moment in his life, and in his opinion, this Spring Festival was just a good opportunity for them to make a name for themselves! He saw the performance of the first two captives, he thought that he had seen through Han Xing, but he was wrong, wrong and outrageously, so he paid the price with his life!

Even His Majesty the Emperor who was high above fell into a momentary distraction, and the jade Ruyi in his hand fell to the ground, if it weren't for the thick red carpet on the ground, maybe it would have been shattered!

"I won, I won openly! Now, it's time to make good on your promise and set me free, right? Your Majesty! Han Xing wiped the blood stains and shoe prints on his face, propped up the broken heart of his right hand on the ground, and asked facing the high platform in the north.

Although Han Xing scoffed at the emperor's promise, this was in public, as an authentic Celestial Empire, he knew that if there was anything to force the emperor to comply, it would probably be "face"! Therefore, he decided to attack the emperor in public and ask the emperor to fulfill his promise.

Han Xing's behavior obviously caused a big problem for His Majesty the Emperor, as the emperor of the Celestial Empire with the best face, he paid attention to Chrysostom and Yuyan, and it was difficult to chase after him.

Of course, this kind of behavior of occupying the moral high ground and forcing the emperor to submit is definitely not recommended! Almost all those who have done this will end up being retaliated against by the emperor who feels that his face has been damaged. However, Han Xing is not afraid, anyway, if he is not in the Celestial Empire, no matter how long the Emperor's hand is, can he still reach the territory of Shinra?

"Daring, what are you? Do you dare to talk to Banzai like this? A middle-aged eunuch who stood respectfully beside the emperor with a dust whisk shouted in a sharp voice.

"What am I? Just in the realm of the Western Kingdom, Duke of Braunschweig of the Holy Roman Empire! Han Xing was a little proud to report his title.

"The Mule and Horse Empire? As soon as you hear it, you are a barbarian who can't get on the stage! The father-in-law, who was white-faced and beardless, and had a shrill voice, said with disdain on his face.