"To be honest, I've never had any emotions in the face of the enemy, even if I had before, but not at the moment I was ready to make a move. —Haig Samier

"Your sword can't kill your enemies, and it can't protect your own body, so what's the use of you holding it?" a majestic old man reprimanded the young man who fell to the ground with a wooden sword in his hand.

The boy's body was scarred, and his comfortable clothes were in tatters. Kneeling on the ground, the hand supporting the body was still holding the wooden sword, holding it tightly, refusing to let go.

"Stand up. The man's mouth covered by his thick white beard squirmed.

The boy was struggling hard, and the man looked at the boy who couldn't stand up, shook his head, and slowly walked away with the wooden sword behind him.

"Squeak, squeak. Like the sound of an old chair shaking, the old man's figure was shocked, and he turned to look, the boy stood up with his sword in both hands, the old man's face showed a trace of disdain, the young man took a deep breath, bent his legs slightly, held the sword in both hands, and set up a long wooden sword against the old man.

"Haig, Haig, Haig!" The crowd in the arena shouted frantically, and the women did not hesitate to show their breasts to express their worship of Haig, and on the seats of the nobles, the nobles and women indifferently looked at the crazy actions of the civilians below, laughing and talking to each other.

"Lord Haig, it's your turn. The guard's voice pulled Hag back from his memories, his black beard and powerful figure exuding an aura unique to Hague, and his well-proportioned body was not as muscular as some slave gladiators underneath that were about to explode, but had a restrained and powerful aura.

Haig nodded, stood up, the whole body forging armor on his body made a cold sound of steel colliding with each other, casually picked up a large sword placed beside him, got up and walked towards the arena.

For the birth of the little princess, His Majesty the Emperor not only held a grand banquet, but also held a competitive conference, the strong people of the whole continent came to visit, in the era of no war, there is nothing more exciting than the competitive conference, whether it is for glory or for the bounty, the warriors have come to the Rhine to show their skills.

The long-established Haig was not required to participate in previous battles as a representative of the Reich and champion of the Rheinische Athletic Conference, and in peacetime the Athletic Conference was a demonstration of a nation's strength, and Haig's task was to defeat those who came to challenge him for the title in the finals. But let's be honest, it's hard to find anyone in the world who can beat Haig head-on.

Haig studied under Odin, the former head of the Royal Knights and the champion of the Imperial Athletic Conference, Odin himself was one of the legends of the Empire, who rose from a commoner to a nobleman in his life, and became the head of the Royal Knights, rarely losing one-on-one battles. Haig, who was born at the age of twenty-eight, was brought to the emperor by the Duke of Samieh, who was Haig's uncle. Since then, Haig has not tasted defeat.

It was precisely because of this strength that the iron fence of the arena was opened, and the moment Haig walked into the arena, the entire arena was boiling.

"Haig, Haig, Haig!" A louder shout than just now filled the heavens and the earth, attracting all kinds of different eyes from the other five people on the field.

Yes, Haig is not going to be one-on-one today, but one-to-five. His Majesty the Emperor wanted to show the great power of the Rhine, Haig knew in his heart, and more importantly, Haig was tired of fighting without challenges.

There were five other people standing on the field, and because there were many participants in this athletic meeting, they were divided into five groups, and the five people on the field were the champions of the five groups. However, the five people did not expect that this would be such a situation in advance, after all, Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, as a powerful warrior in their respective hometowns, which is not an arrogant master, one-on-one Haig will have some pressure after all, but now five against one, as long as they win, then the five of them will be much more confident in each other, so they are also eager to try.

The man holding an iron spear with eyebrows is from Myne at a glance, and the people of Maien are very different, with natural black curls and beard, yellow red-striped dress, and a short spear with eyebrows, which are unique weapons to Mayne. The other two were from the mountain tribes, one with a giant axe and the other with a double axe, wearing animal skins and semi-shoulder armor, and their bronze muscles were exposed to the air. A swordsman from the Silver Moon Country, with two swords in his hands, a handguard long sword and a handguard stabbing sword, his emaciated body seemed to show his flexibility. The last one was from the North Ridge, and the swords of the people of the North Ridge were generally larger and longer, as may be the case for those who grew in cold places, and this warrior from the North Ridge exuded a chill on his body.

Haig walked up to the field step by step, and several people on the field looked at each other, and the curly hair of the warrior from Myne was tied down in front of his forehead, and with the unique appearance of the Myne people, he looked evil and charming. With a short spear in his hand, he put on a posture and took the lead to meet him.

Haig was expressionless, drawing his sword as he walked. The cheers on the field were a little smaller at this moment, after all, some people like to be quiet and watch the game, and others can't stop being crazy at all.

Approaching the warrior from Mayne, Haig took a pose with his sword in both hands. The warrior of Myne hunched his horse and spear in both hands, constantly changing the direction of the spear, looking for an opportunity to attack.

The two looked at each other and walked back and forth twice, and the Mayne warrior stabbed with a short spear. Haig blocked it with the middle end of his long sword, and the short spear in the hand of the warrior of Myne was like a poisonous snake, pounced again and again, and all of them were blocked by Heige. As the attack continued to accelerate, Haig's face was calm, and with a shock in his hand, the spear was completely bounced away. The Mayne warrior didn't expect the weapon to suddenly get out of his control, holding the tail of the short spear that had been bounced off with one hand, and shaking the shock slightly with the other, he looked at Haig and nodded, standing aside.

Haig was still calm, and another man stepped forward, turning the two axes back and forth twice in his hands, the two long-handled axes did not seem to be so heavy in his hands, the two-axe warriors from the mountain tribes, their faces were painted with red paint, and the boxy totems were painted with red paint.

The warriors of the mountain tribes do not have so many fancy moves, their fighting is learned in the game, and in the life of the mountain tribes, fighting can be said to be an instinct.

The two axes attacked left and right, and it was a slash when it came up, even if he knew the style of the mountain warriors, Haig was a little confused for a while, and the chaotic fighting method contained the most natural sense of battle, the axe that I didn't know how many trees had been chopped, and how many prey corpses had been chopped off, and the arms of the mountain warriors seemed to be integrated.

With the rhythm of the double axe, Haig stabbed with a sword, and the long sword pointed directly at the chest of the mountain warrior, stopping in front of the mountain warrior's chest. The hands of the warriors of the mountains holding the double axes on both sides did not have time to react at all, Haig had been waiting, the fighting style of the mountains was like this, there was no discipline, and there was no back hand after a set of fights.

After the mountain warriors retreated, another mountain warrior also stood down, apparently not having the confidence to defeat Haig alone. To mention here, it is not an official competition yet, before that, Haig tried his hand with everyone one by one, proving his strength like everyone, and then, Haig had to face five people, which can be regarded as letting Haig understand the fighting style of several people.

After the mountain warriors retreated, Haig looked at the double swordsman who stepped forward, the slender one-handed sword with a handguard in the Silver Moon Country was famous, but the double swordsman could be said to be a symbol of the strong in the Silver Moon Country.