The sun shadow hangs high in the center of the sky, and the golden sunlight languidly spreads on the training ground of the Lord's Mansion in Baigang.

On the viewing stage, Lynn looked up at the space. The sunlight came in through the gap in the mask, making him feel the right warmth. The little rose Margaret beside him secretly looked at Lin N's expression. Looking at the two figures on the training ground below the stage, he said to Lin N's with some concern: "Lynn."

"kindness?"

"Do you really think Arya can defeat a long-standing knight?"

James was tall and strong, with fluttering blonde hair, with a "shiny blue eyes and a sharp smile as sharp as a blade". He is recognized as a handsome handsome man. When he was sixteen, James was named a knight by Sir Arthur Dane in the battle to destroy the Royal Brotherhood for his bravery.

Lynn looked at Margaret’s eyes with relief and smiled gently, “Don’t worry, the thin monkey is staring in the dark. No matter what the situation of the war is, Arya will not have any problems.”

Little rose breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Lynn looked at her expression and felt strange, wondering why Little Rose suddenly became so nervous Arya. Could the relationship between the two lesbians develop so quickly on the same boat?

Lynn was secretly confused, and the sound of numbers from the field rang out.

Since it was not a glorious duel between knights, it was just a swordsmanship competition, neither James nor Arya on the field was riding a horse or wearing armor. The duel began with the sound of the horn.

James held the long sword tightly with one hand, raised his sword to Arya, who was obviously shorter in his hands, raised his sword to greet him at the tip of his nose, and then quickly slapped the sword straight ahead.

Arya was calm and turned around and avoided it, wielding her sword to fight back.

Without temptation or fu, James took the initiative and came up with a continuous attack like a storm.

The long swords attacked, and the sound of "dingding" was endless.

Strength is James' advantage, and his slashing combo was almost suppressing Arya's attack.

The sword shadows suddenly sublimated the battle situation, which made Margaret, who was watching the game on the sidelines, hugged Lin N's arm nervously. Lin N's delicate arm was slapped Xiao Rose's delicate arm with one hand, while keeping a close eye on the battle situation in the duel arena.

Seeing James slashing down with another sword, Arya did not choose to retreat again, but raised her sword to meet her, and the sword blades of both sides fought each other.

A loud "clang!" sounded.

Arya's long sword was intertwined with the long sword in James' hand for the first time.

Under the influence of two huge forces, both sides couldn't help but take a step back. However, at this moment, Arya was retreating with a sensitive flash, pulled out a short, thin and sharp sword from her sleeve, and gently tapped the floor under her feet, and rushed straight to James' unstable body at an extremely fast speed.

A cold breath came to my face, and the sword edge with a dreamy color approached rapidly in front of me, and James' green pupils suddenly magnified.

Fortunately, after entering the battle, he calmed down and quickly entered a state of concentration. He kept a close eye on Arya's every move during the battle, without any reason that the other party was just a girl and underestimated the enemy at all.

bite!

James took a step back and took the opportunity to pick up the sword in his hand. He held the sword with one hand and thought that the skillful advantage of holding the sword with both hands was reflected. The "sewing needle" hit the sword body of the sword. Seeing that he could not kill with one blow, Arya quickly retreated several steps back, not giving the regicide James a chance to pursue.

In the stands, the little demon Tyrion plucked his palms excitedly. Seeing the guard Hanniu standing behind Lin En’s face strange, he couldn’t help but ask with a stammering face: “What are you looking at, the strong bull?”

A black shadow quickly enveloped him. He turned his head and found that the tall silly bull approached him as sinisterly as a steep cliff. The coal smoke-colored black armor was like a stain in the bright sunshine. He had already put down the mask on his helmet, which was shaped like a fierce grin and roaring, which was shocking, but Tyrion believed that the mask was much more beautiful than the extreme ugly face of his loyal dog Demon Mountain.

"You are qualified to applaud when my lord applauds. Now you'd better keep shut up, dwarf..." Hanniu Guftawo glared back without hesitation, warning him, and his voice came from his helmet, and his original grin turned into an empty rumbling.

"But the picture just now was very exciting," Tyrion Lannister replied, "Besides, Lynn doesn't support my brother. You can't wait for Miss Stark's second performance to be excellent. I will applaud Lynn, right? Do you know what the viewing etiquette is? We are not supporting a group of people."

After Tyrion said, he looked around the venue and asked again: "Do you know where my brother is?"

Hanniu pointed to the corner of the venue below. James was covering his stomach, holding the sword with one hand and panting heavily, looking like a big embarrassed dog licking his wounds, "Hey, here it is."

"Ah." Tyrion stared at the sight of the whole week but didn't see anyone. Then he lifted up his deformed legs and climbed up to the backrest of the seat in front with all his might. Only then did he see James' situation clearly and said pitifully, the proud regicide would not be able to beat a girl movie.

"What did I miss?" Tyrion was puzzled.

Hanniu was happy to answer the dwarf in front of him, "It's nothing serious. He wants to chase him, but Miss Arya kicked him in the abdomen."

Tyrion felt so sad that his heart was almost broken when he heard this.

Oh no, that girl has the upper hand and she is going to be locked in the wolf's den again.

Tyrion knew very well that his elder brother James had no concern for everything, so he was not complaining that James Lannister had become so incompetent. After all, in the painful and long childhood years of his past, only James had such a slight feeling and respect for him. For this alone, Tyrion was unwilling to care about anything with him.

The little demon was just worried about his freedom, and the big brother James would fall from the news of the vicious sister's death and the double blow of being defeated by a girl.

The little demon looked sluggish and wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to complain anymore. Hanniu's physical advantage was too obvious, and it was not the little demon's style.

Lin En, who heard the conversation between the two, smiled slightly and said, "Tyrion, do you think that proud brother of the regicide is that fragile inside?"

Tyrion was silent.

James, who was already sweating, also held the sword and stood up again. After the second round of battle, the two of them did not decide the outcome.

But when the fourth horn inspires the swordsmen to fight in the duel arena sounded, the two intersected, and both sides stabbed the swords at the same time. James Lannister was as steady as ever, and the timing and angle of the attack were just right. However, Arya pulled out the second hidden dagger from his boots, and he could no longer hold on.

The cunning fighting style of the Faceless Man left this knight without a war horse helpless.

He can no longer be a danger to Arya by fighting alone.

"clang!"

"bump!"

The long sword collided, and Erya's posture of holding the sword with both hands was changed to one hand. Although her strength was not enough to support the reverse pushing force generated by the long sword collision for a long time, just a moment of effort was enough to allow her to complete the next move.

James watched Erya pull out a dagger from the sole of her shoes and stabbed it diagonally. His long sword was forced to move and block it. Arya jumped up and hit the opponent's abdomen again.
Chapter completed!