Finally, it was Du Yu and Gregor's turn to play, and this would also be the last game of the knight's competition, and the winner would be rewarded with 40,000 gold dragons, and even the person who was second would have 20,000 gold dragons to take.

There is only the wrong name, there is no wrong nickname, the body is like an iron tower, the mighty and majestic Sir Gregor does live up to the name of "Magic Mountain", Rao is Du Yu has been strengthened by various developments, and he looks far less tall like a man and bear like Gregot.

The two stood still, looking at each other from a distance, Gregor didn't say a word, his face was gloomy and fierce, he pulled down his helmet with a "bang", took his knight's spear from the waiter's hand, held it horizontally in his hand, and pointed at Du Yu with a little black paint on the tip of the spear. The wooden and fragile barrel of the gun, which was used to protect the knight from death and injury, shimmered with ferocity and exuded a fierce aura in his hand, like a real weapon.

No one doubts its lethality, and an innocent knight from the Valley of Arryn has already confirmed the horror of the "Magic Mountain" with blood.

Du Yu is still wearing a red gold fire armor, dazzling, like a flame in the sun, burning, this time he is also like a knight of the Seven Kingdoms, wearing a cloak, embroidered with a phoenix of nirvana, the oriental bird, but not the turkey of the west, flying with the wind, hunting like life.

Cheers, cheers, whistles, whispers of excitement, the field suddenly became noisy, and everyone watched the two eagerly.

"Oroin, come on! Down with him! Little Arya shouted hard, after a day, the surrounding nobles also had some immunity to the unladylike behavior of the active second lady of the Stark family, and some of the elders showed a kind smile.

Sansa rarely didn't contradict Arya, nor did she ask her to sit down and not scream, and the well-mannered young lady was looking nervously at Du Yu on the horse. Compared with the Magic Mountain, Miss Sansa, who often judges people by her appearance, will of course be more optimistic, and she cares more about Du Yu, who is in the wind and has an extraordinary bearing.

"I'll press three hundred golden dragons and bet that the "Magic Mountain" Gregor will teach that Oriental a hard lesson. Ranly Baratheon said loudly from the stands, and the voice was heard by half of the people in the arena, and it was clear that he was haunted by Du Yu's merciless beating of the Hundred Flower Knight Loras Tyrell to serious injury.

"I pressed three hundred golden dragons to bet on the victory of Sir Euroin from the East." It was Littlefinger who spoke, his eyes flashing with shrewdness, and he didn't care at all that he and Lan Li's disagreement had even angered the latter to a certain extent.

"We are ministers in the same palace, Little Finger, maybe I need to remind you that you shouldn't gamble like this, you just lost a hundred gold dragon yesterday......" Lan Li said with a kind face and a graceful "kindness" persuasion.

"Of course I know, and I know that the little devil has won a rare Valyrian steel dagger from me, and you don't have to bother to warn you, Lord Lan, that perhaps you should take good care of Sir Loras, I heard that he broke two ribs this morning," said Littlefinger with a calm smile.

Lan Li's face flashed with blue anger, and he was full of anger, Loras was the person he loved the most, but he was not allowed to be in the Church of the Seven Gods and the mainstream of the mainland, so he had to force his anger: "Thank you for your concern." Then he turned his gaze to the arena, but his cheeks bulged faintly, and his clenched teeth showed that he was still very angry.

King Robert raised his glass, and the man in charge of the game announced the start of the game, and everyone fell silent for a moment, looking intently at the two people who were charging each other in the field.

The horse neighed, and in a blink of an eye, the "Magic Mountain" Gregor had come to Du Yu, Gregor took the lead in shooting, and the thick spear suddenly stabbed out, straight into Du Yu's throat, the sharp wooden thorns cut through the air, and the sharp breath came to his face.

This shot is full of murderous intent, Du Yu has not fought with the "Magic Mountain" before, it should be said that there is no resentment in the past, and there is no revenge in recent days, although the Magic Mountain has a very bad temper, but there are only a handful of people who are so ruthless in the game, it seems that this is mostly the order of the Lannisters, it should be the beautiful and ruthless Queen Cersei.

However, Queen Cersei didn't know all of Du Yu's strength at all, except for the encirclement and suppression of dragons and thousands of troops, the only thing that could kill Du Yu was poison and the magic of the ancestors, obviously these three, Sir Gregor would not.

Du Yu's left hand shield was still split diagonally with a knife, and his forearm was turned into an axis along the shoulder joint, like a three-cut steel whip, and with a "click", the swift shot of "Magic Mountain" Gregor was directly broken.

When everyone saw this, they were all shocked, and they were secretly shocked by Sir Oloin's amazing strength.

Unexpectedly, this is not over, Du Yu is not one of those martial arts characters in the novel, although he has practiced kung fu, but when he uses kung fu, he is completely different from the chivalrous in those novels.

The spear in his right hand seemed to devour a flash of light in a black hole, breaking through the air, but the sound was like a phoenix and a warbler, flowing water knocking jade, and a string of music floating in the air, which was the magic trick of the color performer.

People are shocked by such a vision, their faces are nervous and afraid, and people are always afraid of the unknown, even if it is something that does not seem very evil.

In Sir Gregor's eyes, this shot was even more terrifying, not only the strange sound of breaking the sky, he was a cold-hearted person who had experienced a hundred battles and came out of the sea of corpses and blood, so it was naturally impossible to be confused by this mere sound. What really made him feel alarmed, and his pupils shrank was that this shot was like an antelope hanging on its horns, and there was no trace of it.

It was like a poisonous snake that suddenly burst out of the darkness, deadly, ferocious, and full of killing intent that was stronger than its own.

The gun was like a poisonous dragon, and the slowed music drifted away, and suddenly a staggered drum beat was added.

The two horses pedal staggered, and the figures intersected. Du Yu held a broken short spear in his hand, rode a horse "tap and tap" and slowly walked to the king's audience, turned over and dismounted, knelt on one knee, and saluted with a gun.

Sir Gregor threw himself into the sand, his shield was full of holes, it looked shocking, and the armor on his chest was also pitted and uneven, it was hard to imagine that Du Yu shot dozens of shots at this moment, and his strength beat Gregor to this tower-like man.

No one could believe that this battle ended in one round, so that many people took a long time to react, applause, cheers, frightened whispers, and heavy gasps were intertwined, there was no doubt that Du Yu was the winner of this battle, and he would get the honor that the champion deserved, a reward of 40,000 gold dragon coins.

"The spear is invincible!"

"The spear is invincible!"

The crowd erupted in cheers, and from today onwards, his name would spread throughout the Seven Kingdoms, transforming him from an unknown man into a household name as the invincible king of guns.

King Robert put down his wine glass, shook his fat and strong body, walked down from the stage, came to Du Yu's side in person, and patted Du Yu on the shoulder.

"In the name of the new gods and the gods of the past, Sir Olonium, you are the ultimate winner of this jousting contest, and Lord Petyr will give you the reward you deserve, drink some good wine, enjoy a woman, and get a taste of life in King's Landing. Hahaha" He laughed a few times and turned to leave.

Eddard Stark stepped forward to congratulate Du Yu, and then followed the king away, Sansa was slightly embarrassed, and kept the etiquette of a lady, and after the congratulations, she went back with Sister Modan, only little Arya, chattering around Du Yu, excited like a little bird.

Du Yu let the little girl talk excitedly beside him, smiled from time to time, and walked to the little finger who was in the crowd.

"Lord Petyr, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Sir Aloin, your performance today is truly beyond the ordinary, and I believe that soon your great name will spread throughout the Seven Kingdoms, and you will become the favorite of the bards." Littlefinger had a smile on his face, "And, I'm glad I made a bet today, thanks to your victory, I made a big profit." ”

"You bet, you reap, it's fair, it's not about me." Du Yu said very calmly, without a trace of fluttering after winning the laurels. "But Count Petyr, I believe we will have many opportunities to cooperate, I hope I can have this honor to bet with you and harvest together."