Chapter 137 No One Can Stop Me, I Will Destroy Them All (3rd Update)

After defeating his opponents one after another, Cole chose to take a break.

The morale of the Black Party was boosted.

The nobles in the audience watched with excitement and cheered without hesitation.

Rhaenyra looked gloomy and uninterested.

Looking at Lanner next to her, she sipped the wine, looking noble and elegant from beginning to end.

Dangdang!

The referee sounded the gong, and a bloated figure in a big red robe walked around.

"The next contestant is Ser Garwyn Hightower from Oldtown."

The cadence of the voice arouses the interest of the audience.

Calvin rides a white horse and emerges from the preparation area.

He has a handsome appearance, with blond curly hair and blue eyes, and his pretty face makes him stand out on the page.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he immediately attracted the applause of many noble women.

Dangdang!

The referee raised the gong high and laughed loudly: "We invite another contestant to face off, the mysterious Rune Knight!"

The mysterious knight, also known as the masked knight.

Refusing to identify himself, he participated in the tournament with his name concealed.

The last time a mysterious knight became famous in the Seven Kingdoms was the 16-year-old "Brave Bellon".

"There's something good to watch."

The noble lords were refreshed and stared closely at the preparation area.

Every mysterious knight has two brushes.

After winning good results, he wanted to take off his helmet and reveal his true face, so as to become famous in the Seven Kingdoms.

"Please, Rune Knight!"

The referee banged the gong, deliberately raising the mood for Lao Gao.

On the preparation area.

A fiery red war horse walked out slowly, its hair was a little frizzy, and its mane looked like an upside-down brush.

Riding on horseback was a tall figure in silver-gray armor.

"Oh~~"

When the noble lords saw it, they couldn't help but booed.

This mysterious armor and war horse are too ordinary.

The armor is brand new, with the shape of a classic iron can and a black cape.

The fiery red war horse was thin and kicked its front hooves restlessly.

At first glance, he looked like a down-and-out knight who was about to run out of food.

Who is it?

The vassal allies of the Rune Stone City stood up one after another and stared at the chest emblem of the Rune Knight.

“A majestic mountain with a white city built at its foot”

"It seems to be His Royal Highness?"

Bartimus walked over quietly.

Gunsor, William, Adrian and others kept their mouths shut, and they all recognized the River Valley Town and Lonely Mountain on the coat of arms.

At the VIP table.

Lanner pursed her red lips, her beautiful eyes showing joy.

The armor is a bit earthy, and the temperament is obvious.

Rhaenyra lowered her head, not even looking.

"It's a masked knight who seems to be trying for fame."

Collis joked.

"Yeah?"

Rhaenys stared at the iron helmet, but she didn't like it.

Why is it not pleasing to the eye?

Dangdang!

The referee struck the gong and shouted: "Everyone on your place!"

Galwin rode around in a circle, received enough cheers, and returned to the center of the tourney.

The duel between knights is the first test of charge.

A fence ran across the middle, with the knights on each side on each side.

"drive!"

The Rune Knight moved and tugged on the reins of his war horse.

The fiery red horse shook its head and reluctantly walked to the side of the fence, like a newly tamed wild horse.

"Boy, who are you?"

Calvin was arrogant and used to look at people through his nostrils.

The Rune Knight didn't respond and adjusted his boxy helmet.

A pair of violet eyes were hidden behind the narrow slit of the visor.

"What a good opponent. I'm afraid I'll be sorry for Allison."

Aemon cursed secretly.

He's back again.

Participate in the tournament incognito.

For no other reason, it suddenly occurred to me that I had not been knighted yet.

Just take advantage of the opportunity to earn some fame.

It also tells the uncle, the sea snake Corliss and others not to try to control him, but to learn to respect him in the same position.

Otherwise, he will learn how to flip the chessboard.

"You guys who don't dare to show up, I'll see you kneel down and beg for mercy later."

Galvin felt slighted and put his helmet on hard.

Aemon showed no expression. He stretched out his armor-clad left hand, first clenched it into a fist and extended his thumb, then slowly turned it upside down and poked downwards.

In the eyes of the outside world, the whole Tin Man is a mockery.

"drive!!"

Galwin was furious and rode his horse to charge.

"Xu~~"

The fiery red war horse had a bad temper. The reins around its neck were pulled, and it galloped out as if it had escaped the reins.

The tips of the two wooden spears faced each other, and they collided from far to near.

Bang!

The heavy iron can swayed gently, and the red horse ran calmly past.

Galwin was stabbed in the chest and fell over in shock.

He landed with a thud and rolled a few times.

"ah!"

Alison witnessed it with her own eyes, covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Viserys glanced at it and comforted softly: "It's okay, there will be a wonderful showdown later."

"Hiss, damn guy."

Galwin grinned and climbed up from the muddy field.

The armor was well protected and he was not injured.

Shouting angrily, the attendant handed over the shield and sword with the burning tower painted on them like flying.

"Sir Galwen requested a weapons duel!"

The referee's eyes lit up and he was happy to see a big fight.

Bang!

Aemon dismounted and patted the fiery red horse on the head.

The fiery red war horse immediately lowered his eyebrows and trotted back to the preparation area in a dejected manner.

As a dragon master, riding and training horses is also a skill.

I suddenly found a good horse with a very fierce temper.

"Sir, your... sword."

The poorly dressed servant staggered onto the stage, dragging a nearly two-meter-long giant sword in both hands.

Aemon reached out and calmly took the rune giant sword.

In addition to this sword, the armor, warhorse, and servants were all temporarily rented.

"Heavy sword?"

Galwyn's eyes were alert, and the long sword in his hand flexibly made a sword flower.

From ancient times to the present, those who can use two-handed heavy swords are all strong men.

Those with great strength are usually not flexible enough.

If you want to defeat the opponent, it is best to adopt a quick battle or delaying tactics.

In an instant, the scenes of how to respond, engage in battle, and turn defeat into victory all appeared in his mind one by one.

Ding Ding!

The gong sounded, and the competition continued.

Aemon looked at the cautious Galwyn, and he pulled out the scabbard and threw it away casually.

Buzz!

The rune giant sword was unsheathed, emerald green like a giant tree, and the blades on both sides were cold and sharp.

The whole audience held their breath and stared at the sword.

From the material point of view, it looks like bronze.

But the appearance and luster are more shocking than the best tempered steel.

"Dyed Valyrian steel?"

Viserys frowned and immediately denied: "It is bronze, Valyrian steel is more noble."

The rune-carved bronze giant sword on the field looks more like the family sword "Dawn" of the Dayne family in Starfall City in Dorne.

The Dayne family has a long history, and the best swordsman in the family is called "Dawn Sword".

It is said that the family sword "Dawn" is transparent milky white and is made of the core of a meteorite from outer space.

The sword body can cut iron like mud, and it is indestructible, not weaker than Valyrian steel weapons.

"Be careful, be careful, and be careful."

Galwyn approached little by little, and the shield was in a defensive posture.

Opposite him, Aemon looked up at the sky.

White clouds drifted, and the wind was light.

A topaz dragon shadow appeared and disappeared, shuttling through the thin clouds.

With a twist of his right wrist, the nearly two-meter-long rune giant sword rotated, lightly drawing a green and white sword flower.

The sword body hummed, and the blade stretched straight forward.

Harwin's body froze, and a row of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Boom!

The rune giant sword thrust down fiercely, splashing a large piece of mud, and smashing a pit on the ground.

"Gululu~~"

Harwin's eyelids jumped, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva suddenly.

A single-handed heavy sword draws a sword flower, what the hell is this!

His life is at stake, and Garwin shouted: "I admit it..."

I saw a correct version in the 16-9 book and 1 forum!

Before he could say anything, a strong wind swept in.

The abominable tin can took a step forward, and the rune giant sword chopped like a tidal wave.

Garwin was horrified and raised his shield to block.

Crack!

The oak shield shattered into slag, barely blocking a move.

The tin can took another step forward, and the rune giant sword cut across from the right side.

"Stop it!"

Galvin raised his sword and collided with it, and the long sword flew out of his hand with a bang.

His entire right arm trembled slightly, and the palm of his hand under the glove cracked open.

The tin can was like a cold war machine, slowly taking the third step, raising the rune giant sword with one hand and slashing down horizontally and vertically.

"I..."

Galvin's pupils shook, and the fear of death loomed over his head.

He would die with this sword.

At the critical moment, his legs softened and he knelt straight, raising his hands above his head to catch the sword.

Clang clang!

The rune giant sword whistled in the wind, pierced through the two big hands that had not yet closed, and floated vertically on the green cherry on the helmet.

The tin can was immovable, looking down from a high place.

Galvin was so scared that his soul flew away, and his will to survive was exerted: "I give up!!"

I have to hurry, my pants are almost wet.

Clang clang!

The referee shouted: "Rune Knight, win!"

Emon's eyes were calm, he took back the rune sword hanging over his opponent's head, and turned around casually.

A rookie.

Even if he had received knight education, he was at best a rookie who was not that rookie.

Galwen escaped with his life by chance, pushed away the referee who was supporting him and ran away.

"Rune Knight!!"

In an instant, the arena was filled with cheers, and countless men's eyes were burning with fire.

A heavy warrior holding a giant sword!

How many men fantasize about their dreams, it's just like Tykula! !

This is a duel with a single-handed sword.

If it was held with two hands on the battlefield, it would be so powerful that it would take off.

Sorry.

Emon said that he didn't use one hand to show off, but he would fall if he held the sword with both hands.

He took some time to look at the VIP seats.

Uncle and Collis were surprised and clapped.

Of course, Harwin was able to serve as the deputy commander of the capital guard, not only because he was the queen's brother.

After ten years of hard training, he was more than qualified to serve as the Kingsguard.

But in front of the Rune Knight, he couldn't even last a round.

How could it not be shocking.

Aemon retracted his gaze and prepared for the next duel.

In the preparation area, he saw the escalation of the conflict between Alicent and Rhaenyra.

It can be predicted that the Black Party and the Green Party will definitely take shape after today.

There is no time to slack off.

Ding Ding!

The second duel began, and the winner of the previous round continued.

Aemon rode on a fiery red warhorse.

A tall and thin young man riding a black warhorse with the emblem of "blue twin towers on a gray background" on his chest came forward.

The Frey family of the Riverlands.

The referee introduced the contestants: "The challenger of this competition is Sir Forrest of Luanhe City, the heir of the Frey family."

"Fight for the princess!"

Forrest shouted devoutly and dropped his steel visor.

Aemon was disgusted.

I have some impression of him, "Foolish Frey".

One of Rhaenyra's famous lickers.

When he was young, he was crazy about pursuing love, and was ridiculed as a fool by other suitors because he didn't know his own limits.

After Rhaenyra got married in the original world, this guy married a lady who was also from the Riverlands.

His wife was described as sarcastic and mean, with a bad character.

But the couple had a common hobby.

They both liked women.

And they were both Rhaenyra's lickers.

During the Dance of the Dragons, the Frey family did their best to support the Black Party, and the couple competed to win the Queen's favor.

"It turns out that two kinds of people can sleep in the same bed."

Aemon muttered to himself.

Thinking of this, he was a little embarrassed to do it.

Ding ding!

The duel began, and both sides charged on horseback.

Bang!

The tin can shook violently and almost fell off the horse.

"Charge for the princess!!"

Forrest quickly stabilized, changed to a wooden lance and attacked again without hesitation.

Not to mention, his riding skills are quite superb.

The two sides charged three times, and they gained the upper hand in the first two times.

Bang!

In the third round of charge, the middle door of the tin can was wide open, and the wooden lance was hard against the opponent's chest.

The tin can fell off the horse.

Forrest's chest was hit hard and flew backwards from the horse's back.

Compared with the other players, his luck was bad.

Aemon used 70% of his strength.

The armor failed to protect him well, and the hard breastplate was dented, and the whole person fainted.

Ding ding!

The referee was shocked and rang the gong to announce the end.

The bachelor hurried to the stage and carried the man down on a stretcher.

Preliminary diagnosis.

The man was fine, but a few ribs were broken.

Aemon got up from the ground, shook the heavy helmet, and spit out the silver thread from the corner of his mouth.

He admitted the opponent's status as a dog licker.

Without a head-on confrontation, it is really hard to win if you only talk about riding skills.

He rode on the fiery red warhorse and signaled the referee to arrange the opponent.

The third, fourth, fifth...

Aemon hid in the tin can and swept through more than a dozen knights who were either highly skilled or famous.

Some were knocked down on horseback, and some were knocked down in two or three weapon fights.

No skills, all strength.

The time came to one o'clock in the afternoon.

The referee's face flushed, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "The Rune Knight defeated the fifteenth opponent. Do you want to continue fighting!?"

The tin can was like an iron tower, and the square helmet nodded.

The skin was not broken, and there was no breath.

Just fight, just treat it as a lesson for the knights.

The referee shouted excitedly: "Please welcome the Kingsguard who defeated three opponents, Sir Criston Cole!"

"Go!"

Cole rode out on a white horse with a solemn expression.

The tin can glanced at him and rode back to the side of the fence.

Having defeated Damon, his strength is considered the ceiling of the military strength of this era.

In the future, he is probably also at the top of the pyramid.

Just to weigh it.