Du Yu's armor was made by him after paying three barrels of wine a few days ago, and then dragged Soros to the blacksmith shop. Although Du Yu has lost his true qi, his strength has not decreased but increased, and his hands have a thousand catties of great strength.

When forging, he personally blows the wind and controls the fire. The temperature is extremely high, but it's a pity that the temperature is just ordinary people and can't stand it, so although this armor is beautiful and hard in the end, it can't be called a treasure armor divine helmet.

While Arya was cheering, the others applauded enthusiastically, and then there was a whispering noise, and even the majesty of the king could not stop the enthusiasm. Many beautiful aristocratic ladies looked at the venue with shyness on their faces, and their cheeks were slightly peachy.

However, what they looked at with beautiful eyes was not Du Yu, but Loras, the Hundred Flowers Knight from the High Court.

He was slender and handsome, and was dressed in a splendid silver armor that was polished to a silver glare and trimmed with pairs of black vines and a tiny blue forget-me-not. In the sunlight, the blue forget-me-not shimmers beautifully, and people realize that they are sapphires.

The cloak on his shoulders was heavy, and the cloak was woven with a real forget-me-not, and the wool cloak was sewn with hundreds of flowers. The people in the crowd were inseparable from this cloak, and when they were full of admiration, Du Yu secretly felt funny, he had a cloak like this, and he knew that he should bring a honeycomb to the competition.

Sir Loras rode a beautiful grey mare with swift movements. With a flick of his feet, his mount leaped from side to side like a nimble dancer.

Everyone loves him immensely, not only because of his handsomeness, Du Yu is also very handsome, but Loras is the son of Mace Tyrrell, the guardian of the South of Westeros, and his noble identity is already a kind of handsomeness.

"Father, Sir Loras will win, Sir Oroin won't hurt him." Sansa, like the other aristocratic ladies, even had more admiration in her eyes, and involuntarily pulled her father tighter.

Ned had already seen the roses she was wearing, which were given to her by Sir Loras yesterday, and he could understand his daughter's performance, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only shake his head helplessly and said, "They are holding guns for martial arts, which are easy to shatter and won't really hurt people." ”

In fact, he is more optimistic about Du Yu in comparison, and the strength of this Oriental is obvious to all.

He suddenly thought of the knight who died yesterday, the wooden spear stabbed into the throat of the young man, it was said that he was an attendant of the hand of the previous king, and he secretly guessed in his heart that yesterday the "magic mountain" must have deliberately killed the poor young man, Gregor is the dog of the Lannisters, he is killing people, and those blonde bastards must be inseparable from Jon Arryn's death.

Then he thought of the Valyrian steel dagger, and there was a faint anger in his eyes.

While he was thinking, a small hand covered in fine sweat grabbed his other arm, and Arya shouted at her sister with great dissatisfaction: "No, Euloin will definitely win, he has defeated the kingkiller with a sword before, and today he can also defeat this knight of the hundred flowers." ”

"Humph!" Sansa snorted haughtily and turned to look at Ned, whispering in a pleading voice. "Father, would you like to tell Sir Oloin not to hurt Sir Loras, he has already sworn allegiance to us Stark! He'll listen to you, right? ”

Even if Du Yu saved her ice wolf, people who haven't really experienced losses, gratitude will always just stay in their mouths, quietly flowing from their hearts, without a trace.

Arya raised her eyebrows, and was about to argue with her sister, or even stand up, but Ed pressed her seat, the prime minister looked stunned, and then said: "Sansa, you shouldn't have made such a request, he is a knight who swears allegiance to us, and if he is loyal, he will be sheltered, watch the game." ”

Prime Minister Eddard felt as if he had met his daughter for the first time, and he thought that Sansa had inherited the appearance of the Tullys, and should also inherit the Tullys' language "family, duty, honor". But now, her daughter seems to be too simple, innocent like a fairy tale princess, too much to take for granted.

Loras pulled down his mask, clenched the spear in his hand, and clamped the gray horse in his crotch, and the horse took a brisk step as smooth as silky satin.

Du Yu smiled lightly, the phoenix-winged helmet shook his ears slightly, the big gun was handed over to his left hand and pointed at Loras, and his right hand clenched into a fist and left only his thumb, sliding down the left side of his neck from the right side of his neck, making a "throat cutting" action.

This action is the first time it has appeared on the continent of Westeros, but everyone can understand the meaning, it is an extremely provocative action, and everyone present is suddenly silent!

Then several people who supported Loras, led by Duke Lanli, fell into a rage, shouting and boosing.

Loras himself turned pale and said nothing.

And Littlefinger and Varys both showed a hint of playfulness on their faces, and they didn't expect this aristocratic-looking Oriental boy to make such an unruly move.

"Kill him!" King Robert stood up from his throne with a thud and roared loudly. A large glass of wine was filled, and the fierceness of this action was enough to ignite the bloody wildness of every true warrior.

Du Yu's crotch steed is eight feet high, hooves to the back, two feet long, head to tail, mane messy, fat full of fat, he slammed the horse, the horse two hooves of the premise, a horse neighed as a dragon, raised high, hanging in the air, like a tiger jumping stream.

Listening to a soft cry from Du Yu's mouth, the knight's spear was flattened, the horse raised its four hooves, trampled on the trampling, and the strong and powerful hooves trampled on pieces of dust fiercely and launched a charge.

But his horse, a little out of control, unusually irritable, he forgot this detail in the original plot, Sir Loras rode a mare to make the stallion of the "Magic Mountain" not listen to the arrangement, and thus defeated the "Magic Mountain" Gregor.

Loras saw the opportunity, the spear in his hand was like a sharp arrow shot out of the string, towards Du Yu's breastplate, this time it was urgent and fast, fierce and very, just now Du Yu's throat cutting ceremony made him angry, even Loras, who has always been known for his mildness and elegance, was really angry.

It's a pity that Du Yu is not the "Magic Mountain" Grego, his strength is extraordinary, it doesn't mean that he is also a behemoth like the latter, Dongfang's body is like a jade tree in the wind, and he will never feel half heavy.

He clamped his legs into the belly of the horse, and he took control of the slightly out-of-control mount, and then his body fell back and fell upside down, his feet like cast iron, his body as straight as a board, his back almost attached to the horse's buttocks, and a beautiful iron bridge dodged Loras's chest stabbing shot.

At the same time, his right hand twisted his waist and threw the gun forward, and the inelastic spear was shattered by his brittle force, broken into four, the longest section in his hand, drew a semicircle and the remaining three were hit and bounced in the air, and he heard the sound of "snort, snort, snort" three times breaking the air, like three small arrows flying towards Loras.

There is no doubt that this hand is strong and skillful, no one here can do it, and few people can think of it, but everyone still knows the goods, most of the audience applauded, and King Robert was also shocked by Du Yu's hand, raising his wine glass and applauding loudly.

Loras was also shocked by this hand, and hurriedly withdrew his spear, from the moment he reacted to the time he withdrew his hand to defend himself, in a short interval, the broken wood had already flown over, he raised his shield violently, and turned sideways on the horse, the shield blocked two of them, and the speed produced a huge impact force, making his hand slightly numb. And the rest of the one, although it didn't hit him, directly tore the cloak woven by a hundred flowers on his body, and beautiful flowers flew all over the ground.

"Awesome! Good response, good smart mind! There was a hint of awe in Littlefinger's eyes, the people of this world have always won status by conspiracy, and honor won by swords. In addition to showing outstanding control and martial arts, Du Yu's hand also showed extraordinary reactions and improvisable smart thoughts on the battlefield.

There are not a few people who have the same idea as Littlefinger, and many people are shocked.

Then Littlefinger looked at Sansa and Stark and laughed, "Tyrell must have known that mare was in heat, and I swear to God that boy had planned it beforehand." Aloin's horse was a wild and undisciplined horse. It's a pity that he didn't expect Sir Aloin to have such extraordinary skills. He commented with great interest.

"Impossible," Sansa replied weakly, her face pale, "Sir Loras is a knight of honor, and he must not have known about horses in heat. ”

"Shut up, Sansa, you nymphomaniac!" Arya's angry words make Sansa angry and anxious, and she almost cries. Ed had no choice but to separate his two daughters so that they would not quarrel in public.

But in his heart, he also agreed with Littlefinger's inference, and felt that the tricks of the Hundred Flower Knight were not honorable, and Sir Aloin was fighting on behalf of the North, so it was reasonable that he should be more inclined to Aloin.

"It's time to finish!" Du Yu strangled his horse fiercely, his legs were like an iron hoop, and he clamped his war horse hard. Then he looked at Loras, the Knight of the Hundred Flowers, and took off his helmet and smiled charmingly at everyone on the field, his obsidian eyes reflecting a confident glow in the sun.

He didn't even look at his opponent anymore, and when he surrendered the warhorse, he was a dragon in human form.

Loras sensed the contempt of his opponent, his eyes almost burst into flames, and he let go of the reins: "As you wish." ”

The two knights charged together, their horses stirrupping, the metal striking making a gushing sound, and the sound of sawdust mixed with the cracking of shields rang out.

The beads are broken and the stars are flowing, the sapphires on the ground reflect the intoxicating light, Du Yu's shot, the power of the power knocked Loras directly off the horse, the armor was deeply sunken, the corners of the mouth faintly flowed blood, and he struggled on the ground with difficulty, exhaling pain in his mouth, covering his chest with his hands, it seemed that his ribs were broken.

Ranli Baratheon stood up from the audience with a "poof", with a distressed look on his face, homosexuality, although it is difficult to accept, but it is indeed true love, maybe more pure than between men and women. Two Tyrell attendants hurried Loras away.

Sansa also showed a distressed look on her face, but when she looked at Du Yu, she showed a little inexplicable admiration, the girl's mind was already elusive, and the girl who was committing a nymphomaniac was even more unpredictable. Fortunately, these are still far from Du Yu.

At this moment, Du Yu was dressed in armor, red gold and fire, standing proudly on the field, people like tigers, horses like dragons, spears standing horizontally, heroic and dry clouds, and a contemptuous spirit made everyone present feel broken.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! On the throne, King Robert's face was shiny from drinking too much, and his voice was as neutral as ever, "Wonderful! He said, "Do you not cheer for the warriors from the east! ”

On the field, there was cheers and applause for a while.

The final victory will only be between the two of them, Gregor "The Magic Mountain" and Sir Aloin from the far east. The ultimate honor of who will win this contest, everyone is betting on. But this time, the odds are no longer Du Yu, but the "Magic Mountain" Grego.