The white-robed man held a bamboo fracture fan in his right hand, as if he was the reincarnation of the poet immortal Li Bai, with an elegant, agile atmosphere, and the white robe embroidered with golden flying fish was fluttering, adding a bit of peerless dust, like a fairy among the gods!

"Lao Jiu~ Lao Jiu, brother, I have only recently praised you for your calmness. Why is it that after only a few days, you have revealed your true form again? If I hadn't stopped you, you'd have done something stupid again! The white-robed man smiled and folded the fan in his hand, and said with a slightly reproachful tone.

"Starling, let me go, do you know who this bastard is? He is the bastard who was in the world of "Mummy", taking advantage of the fire to rob and take the eighteen palms of the dragon from the sixth brother - Gao Qiang! Don't look at the white-robed man's slender fingers and thin body, but with the strength of one hand, he pressed He Xinding in place. No matter how hard he struggles, he can't move a bit!

"Is that him?" The man in white was also stunned when he heard this, since He Xinding called him Starling, this person's identity was about to come out - Li Xiaofeng at the door!

"That's right, it's this turtle son! Starling, don't stop me, let me beat him to death! He Xin puffed up calmly, and took advantage of Li Xiaofeng's stunned kung fu, he pounced towards Han Xing.

I have to say that Han Xing really didn't recognize this angry-eyed King Kong before! Guy hadn't seen him for a few years, and his face was a little more mature and steady, and there was a little less anger between his eyebrows. Just look at the time when he answered with the prince before, he was full of smiles, and there was a lot of flattery and flattery between his words, just like a person who was mixed up in the field of fame and fortune~ and the "angry King Kong" who was angry at every turn, it can be said that it is like two people!

"Wait!" Unexpectedly, Li Xiaofeng flashed in front of He Xinding with a strange set of body methods, and used a folding fan to swing his powerful Vajra fingers out of the way.

As he spoke, he turned around, put the folding fan in his hand, and said to Han Xingzuo: "Brother Gao, I didn't expect us to see each other again~ Why did you end up here?" ”

"Do you need to ask? These people were all captured by General Wang and Vermilion Bird Star Monarch! He Xinding on the side snorted coldly.

"I said, starling, what kind of reason do you have to talk to this kind of scoundrel who takes advantage of the fire to rob? Brother also, is he qualified to call us brothers? "He Xinding doesn't care about the Tao.

"Lao Jiu! Although he did ask for a Golden Bell Jar skill book from our brother, he also forced the sixth brother to teach him the eighteen palms of the dragon descending. But he at least kept his promise and resurrected our brothers, didn't he? This is just a transaction~ People respect me, I respect people! In everything, it is still good to be forgiving and forgiving~ Doesn't your sixth brother often say: Although I felt that it was very angry to be forced to hand over the eighteen palms of the dragon at the time, but looking back, it was worth it to exchange the eighteen palms of the dragon for my brother's life! Li Xiaofeng sighed and said.

When Han Xing heard this, he nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, and was about to say something to thank them for their magnanimity. Unexpectedly, the second half of Li Xiaofeng's sentence made the "overflowing" gratitude in his heart disappear in an instant:

"He doesn't have a few days to live anyway! I heard that this season will try, but there are many talents, all of them are dragons and phoenixes! Li Xiaofeng leaned into He Xinding's ear and whispered. As everyone knows, these words all entered Han Xing's ears~

"Starling is starling~ With his two brushes, we will have a good show when the time comes!" He Xinding immediately showed a look of sudden realization.

"Want to watch a good show? Just wait and see! I'll let you watch a big show~" Han Xing snorted coldly in his heart.

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Four days later, early in the morning, Han Xing heard the sound of boiling people outside. In a daze, he and a dozen captives were escorted to the central yellow earth, lined up like goods for people to choose. A third of the audience was already seated, pointing at themselves and others.

After waiting for about two hours, the venue was already filled with dense crowds. Suddenly there was a loud sound of gongs and drums outside, and as the luxurious vermilion lacquer studed door was pushed open by two brocade guards, the mighty crowd surrounded a middle-aged man wearing a red and black dragon robe and a beaded curtain crown walked in.

He is so majestic, raising his hand and throwing his feet, showing his royal bearing, followed by twelve pairs of palace maids holding peacock feather fans, and the little eunuch struggling to hold the vermilion umbrella cover, and there are two rows of brocade guards with embroidered spring knives on both sides.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" As he stood still at the door, the spectators in the Arena of Nations, as well as the brocade guards, knelt down like dominoes and shouted in unison.

Even Han Xing, the prisoners standing in the field, were also kicked by the Jinyi guard behind him, and were forced to kneel on both knees. This is the first time in Han Xing's life that he has knelt down on the knees of a living person~ Originally, it didn't hurt to kneel down, just follow the local customs, but he was kicked on the crook of his leg by someone else and was forced to kneel, which felt humiliating!

But who made himself a captive? Don't want dignity if you're captured alive!

"Zhongqing's family is flat~" The emperor wearing the beaded curtain crown waved his hand and said in a deep and solemn baritone.

Han Xing just wanted to stand up, but he was kicked on the crook of his leg again by the Jinyi guard who had just stood up behind him, and the Jinyi guard said viciously: "I didn't say you!" Continue to kneel~"

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads! Next, one stubble after another of the missions walked out of the vermilion gate. Each group came in with a huge gong, and the high-pitched eunuchs announced their country names. Some Han Xing had heard of it, and some had never heard of it.

In fact, there are no nations, only dozens of countries! Rao is like this, and it also takes up more than half an hour. Then the gongs and drums beat a few times neatly, and the main player of this game finally appeared!

More than a dozen men with exaggerated red flowers on their chests rushed in, some tall and some thin, some old and some strong, but they all had one thing in common, that is, they held their heads high and their toes high.

They certainly have proud capital! Just like the imperial examinations that once existed in real-world history, the palace examination is just a ranking of them who pass the examination, and no matter what the result is, they will become jinshi. It's nothing more than the distinction between the top three and the top three~

To put it simply, they have won the game and embarked on the broad road to becoming human beings. This so-called palace test is just a chance to show off their might!

What's more, unlike the usual practice of letting the new scholars compete with each other again to determine the ranking, this palace test is to see who can solve the enemy the fastest and most beautifully. And Han Xing and more than a dozen other captives played the role of "humanoid sandbags"!

His Majesty the Emperor said a bunch of nonsense in a high-sounding manner, which was nothing more than welcoming envoys from all over the world to come and observe this Spring Festival; encouraged the dozen or so new science and technology scholars, and said: As long as you do your best to be loyal to the imperial court, you will definitely eat and drink spicy food! Finally, solemnly announce the official start of this spring festival, and the contestants can draw lots randomly and have one-on-one heads-up with the captives!

For Han Xing, this competition was actually unfair, and the "captive team" had been standing under the sun for nearly two hours and kneeling for another hour. Except for Han Xing, the others are all wilting like frosted eggplants! Not to mention that in this prison, there are only some unspeakable meals, and there is not even an oil star, how much strength can the prisoners have?

On the other hand, those new science and technology scholars are all practitioners with real kung fu under their hands, how can the knights of the Western Kingdom be their opponents? Han Xing even had some suspicions that the Jinyi Guard did this on purpose to make the knights of the Western Kingdom look even more unbearable!

The first one to play was an old knight, who looked old and couldn't run fast, so he was captured alive! His opponent was an old man with gray hair, holding a large judge's pen in his hand. Although he looks old, his eyes are full of essence, which makes people dare not underestimate him. To say that this old man is against the old man, it is quite fair!

The two were about to fight, but a young man with a gentle appearance, holding a pen and paper, came to their ears and said a few words. The old knight was originally depressed and had no fighting spirit, but when he heard this, he actually cheered up and attacked the old man.

At first, the old sir saw that the opponent was an old man with a "feather duster", and he still couldn't make a move. But unexpectedly, his invincible knight's sword fell on the "feather duster", and he was not able to cut it off smoothly, so he became serious.

The old man's attack was quite fierce, and a judge's pen danced vigorously, and wisps appeared in the place where the old knight must be saved, which made the old knight angry.

As his strength gradually depleted, the speed of the knight's sword in his hand gradually slowed down, and the attack became disorderly, and soon the old man saw the opportunity and used the judge's pen to hand over the knight's sword. Then the old man stroked his forehead, and the battle ended.

Don't look at the old man, this point seems to be an understatement, but in fact, it used a strong internal force to kill with one blow. Watching Jinyi Wei drag down the old knight's angry corpse, Han Xing suddenly had a feeling of sadness for the dead rabbit and the fox.

"There's still half a pillar of incense left!" A eunuch shouted, presumably this is how to keep time.

Then it was the turn of a young English knight, who, as if spurred on by the death of the old knight, came on the field with a storm of speed.

His opponent was a tall, thin man with a bronzed complexion, muscular muscles, and two mantis legs, which made him look particularly eye-catching. In the face of the indiscriminate onslaught of the British knights, he chose to dodge left and right, and retreated step by step.

"It's a pity!" Han Xing couldn't help but feel sad for this young knight in his heart, he seemed to have the upper hand, almost pressing the opposite side to fight, but this was just an illusion. That tall and thin man is just waiting for a chance to kill with one hit!!

Sure enough, when the British knight's offensive slowed down, the tall and thin man saw the opportunity and slapped his palm heavily on the opponent's heavenly spirit cover. The young knight's head visibly collapsed with that palm, and it didn't take long for him to bleed to death.

And the next one was drawn to Han Xing!