Egger had only been on the south side of the Wall for a few months, and during King's Landing, he would also practice in his spare time, plus he would often practice with Arya's energetic bear child for two or three hours...... Skills may not have improved, but basic physical qualities such as muscles and reaction speed have not regressed at all. He missed the stab but was unharmed, knowing that he had won the bet, he immediately exerted his right hand, changed his move and sank, bypassing the tip of the opponent's spear, and the light one-handed sword was swung with all his strength without sparing his hand, and suddenly it was a rapid and abnormal side flirtation, and Oberon's spear twisted, drew a circle to dissolve the blow, and unceremoniously returned it.

The spear was coming, although there was no point, but it still gave Egger the instinct of being stabbed through the heart, but subconsciously raised the shield and twisted his body, he narrowly and dangerously avoided this shot, the opponent's spearhead nodded lightly on the small shield, and Egg's left hand was shocked a little numb. I know best, the night watchman can't guess that he has somehow become the object of practicing marksmanship and "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade", and he also said that it was Oberon who showed mercy to his face, and the three-plate axe was not finished and could not stop, so he snorted again, and put his head on his body, and he was close to the top of the teasing.

"Beautiful!"

One inch long and one inch strong, the one-handed sword against the spear is congenitally three points weaker, and if you want to win, you can only rely on narrowing the distance between the two sides, everyone understands this truth. Egger's deception was supposed to be played on the spot, who would have thought that it actually caused a burst of applause: the ordinary soldiers born in the crop man and the lower-level knights with half a bucket of water couldn't see the details and doorways between the two of them at all, and only watched Egg's lightning-fast attack, somehow attacked the inner circle of Oberon's spear, which was difficult to use, and it seemed that he still had the upper hand.

If Brienne hadn't left, or if there had been a Barristan or Jaime Lannister among the onlookers, they would have told the onlookers with disdain that Oberon had conceded Egger by more than three points. The Night's Watchman's attack was flawless, and the only commendable thing was that the speed was quite fast, but the Red Viper was good, ignoring the countless flaws revealed by Egger's blind attack, and was bent on winning and losing the opponent's only commendable speed!

You could say that Oberon was on the waves, but it could also be said that it was the pride of the master, and as the best spearman in the world, he wanted to overwhelm Egger on the strongest point of his attack, and win the night watchman speechless!

"Ping-pong!" "Bang!"

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Not to mention that ordinary people can't see what is going on, even Egger himself is a little confused, he only felt a flower in front of him, and two powerful moments came from the small shield on his left arm and the sword in his right hand, not only the murderous attack was instantly stopped, but even the figure was forced back half a meter, and he was forced out of the range where he could swing his sword to Oberon - Prince Dorne's set of "breaking moves" suddenly won a burst of applause, and the onlookers who did not know the truth actually had the illusion of being lucky enough to see the "master's move" in the commotion, and even the evaluation of Egger was a few points higher.

"Come, go on!"

Oberon smiled and showed his teeth, and made a provocative move of opening his arms and chest, Egger was a little dizzy by his extremely fast counterattack, and wanted to find an opportunity to deliberately lose but found that it couldn't be done, and after a warm-up, the state just came, and it didn't seem decent to surrender so quickly, so he simply gritted his teeth and rushed forward again.

Shielding himself, raising his sword over the top, and slashing quickly and forcefully while rushing forward, Egger used this trick last time to face the stranger, this set is not suitable for opponents with spears, but since he found that Oberon had no intention of hurting himself, with full confidence, this sword is also full of momentum.

"Good!" said Oberon, complimenting, as he deftly dodged out of the slashing range, and as he retreated, he did not forget to flick the tip of Egger's sword with the tip of his spear, and then leaned forward as quickly as a viper spitting out a letter, shaking a dozen centimeters in front of Egger's face—and then sank and clicked again on the small shield.

(Even if it was an unspiked gun, Oberon could have shot himself in the head.) ）

Is this the strength of the top master in the era of cold weapons? It's not enough to complete the dodge and counterattack in an instant, and even have to shake it in front of you and touch it on your shield again, and tell yourself with your actions: If this is a real battle, you will already have two more holes in your body in one second!

Egger is still being abused by the sea even though he is already playing at a super level!

Hurry up and deliberately lose? Then you have to have enough strength, if you can't even see the opponent's movements clearly, then what's the use of being clever? Holding the sword in his hand, Egg realized how ridiculous his disdain for the so-called "killing technique" a moment ago was—when the martial art reaches a certain level, it can really produce qualitative changes. No matter how big you play the money game in the future, if you encounter such an opponent, you will have to find trouble for yourself and even take your own life...... Without a dozen Kingsguard to protect themselves, even a traverser is as vulnerable as a civilian or cannon fodder.

(You should also practice your body swordsmanship a little, you don't need to be too high, you can protect yourself enough!) This idea suddenly popped up, quickly replacing the previous disdain for personal force!

The audience on the sidelines was still cheering loudly for the "ferocious attack" of the night watchman and the "clever resolution" of Prince Dorne, and Egger in the field was already in a dilemma, he saw Oberon's intention to tease him, but unfortunately he did not have the strength to take advantage of the opponent's mistakes and carelessness to turn the tables, and what was even more embarrassing was that if he couldn't even show the ability to be teased, the situation would only be more ugly!

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The difference in level between the two sides was so large that it had an unexpected bonus: Iger had to do his best without worrying about irritating or hurting Oberon.

Attracted by the names "Red Viper" and "Ghost Killer", the number of onlookers increased, and the cheers and urgings became louder and louder. Gritting his teeth and stamping his foot, the Night's Watch rushed forward again without hesitation, using his shield to break the blunt end of the spear, and Egg once again squeezed into the side of the Red Viper!

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The crisp sound of the weapons and the screams of the onlookers were endless, and Egger was uninjured after several attacks were defused, and as soon as the burden in his heart was gone, he did it with all his might, and waved his one-handed sword to draw a series of afterimages, which dazzled the onlookers with the cooperation of Oberon's faster gun shadow.

Stab...... Without stopping, perform the next slash while gasping for breath...... Then, while gasping for breath, he used his shield to knock away the opponent's spear and continue to chase closely...... It's rare for people to fight like this, and if you don't have the slightest pause, it is easy to cause confusion and distortion of the movement, resulting in flaws, but at the moment, it is a person who has given up defending to use this tactic, and there is no problem!

"Ping!", "Ping!", "Bang!", ......

The monotonous and dense sound kept repeating itself in the circle, how long had passed?thirty seconds?a minute?or more? Egger couldn't tell, he only knew that he had used the bunch of sword movements that he had been teaching Arya two months ago, but the gap in skill between the red viper and himself was far greater than that between himself and Arya, no matter how fast his attack was, how perverse. No matter how desperate it is, the Prince of Dorne in front of him will simply contain it neatly at the moment when his attack reaches its most fierce, and at the same time turn around and lightly tap or slash on the small shield with the tip of the spear or the tail of the barrel, just enough to leave a mark on the shield but not enough to break the shield or knock it away.

The situation was one-sided like a master beating an apprentice, and the funny thing was that the onlookers on the sidelines simply did not have the strength to appreciate the wonderful display of strength of the first master of the gun in Westeros to improve the difficulty of himself, and everyone only saw that the two sides were always entangled together, and the crisp sound of weapons and guns and shields colliding with each other was endless.

"Bang!"

Egger was once again repelled by the force coming from his shield, and after standing still, he paused for a moment. He had stretched his explosiveness to the limit and could no longer continue to attack, he gasped and stopped taking the initiative. Looking down and out of the corner of his eye, the small wooden shield was now covered with small pits caused by the knock and the marks on the tip of the spear - and nine of these attacks that left traces should have fallen on him, which was already the ultimate mercy of his subordinates.

The Night's Watch was tired and wounded—the shield-bearing left hand must have been bruised, and although it was a skin wound, it hurt so badly from the friction that he knew he should have asked for a pair of gloves. He gasped as he continued to confront the Red Viper and ponder his next move, only to look up to see Oberon winking at him meaninglessly.

(What do you mean, do you want to surrender yourself, or do you want to continue the attack yourself?) The night watchman didn't dare to act rashly for a while, in terms of swordsmanship skills, Egger, who had studied for a year, basically knew how to do it, if he wanted to perform all the swordsmanship moves again, it was estimated that he could fight for a few more minutes, but now his physical strength had begun to decline, and the most proficient moves had been completed......

It is impossible to deliberately lose, while there are still three points of face left, it's time to surrender!

"Where's your boy?"

In a trance, Iger heard someone calling for him.

Distractions are the most taboo in a jousting tournament, but for Egger, it's a great opportunity to get out...... Even if he wasn't going to be distracted, he had to act like he was distracted and had no intention of fighting again. Although he couldn't remember who called him for a while, he really came in time!

Iger gave a puzzled look as he lowered his arms and looked at the source of the sound.

"Huh?" Oberon also stopped to look in the same direction: on the hillside a few dozen meters away, a guy dressed in black was walking towards the jousting ring under the leadership of another brightly clad soldier of Fort Antlers.

With his decent eyesight, Iger recognized the comer: Yuren!

These days have not been in vain, and it has come at the right time!

"Your Excellency's martial arts are extraordinary, so that your eyes are wide open!" Egger quickly took off the shield hanging on his wrist and forearm, for fear that Oberon would not let him go: "But the Great Wall sends people south, there must be important matters to discuss, and I have to go down to receive my colleagues - I surrender!"

For the first time, Iger discovered that surrender could be such a pleasant act, and he walked to the sidelines, shoved his equipment to the provider, and planned to get out of the ring.

"Since there is something serious, then this contest will end here, let's fight again next time. Oberon also put his gun on the ground and looked at Egger with a smile: "I wonder when the Chief Logistics Officer will be free? Why don't we meet in the evening, continue to explore the know-how of the gun and sword battle, and discuss life by the way?"

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[Pay off the debt in order according to time, add more for "drunk", and still owe 4 chapters]