Game of Thrones: I'm flying a dragon on your face, how do you respond?

The prime minister's tourney had to be divided into several games due to too many participants. On the first day of the lance competition, the top four were determined, namely "The Mountain" Gregor Clegane and "Knight of Flowers" Loras... Tyrell, "Hound" Sandor Clegane and "Dragon Prince" Viserys Targaryen.

The semi-finals and finals of the spear competition, as well as the team competition and archery competition were all scheduled for the second day.

In the early morning, the weather was sultry and the spectators in the stands were sweating.

The first ones to appear were the Hound and the Knight of Flowers. Sandor Clegane's mount was attracted by the Knight of Flowers' little mare. The Hound tried his best and could not control his horse well, and was knocked to the ground by the sudden attack of the Knight of Flowers.

When the "Dragon Prince" rode his white horse to the field and greeted the audience, Magic Mountain also rode onto the field.

Greg Clegane is 8 feet tall and wears three layers of heavy armor. The mail is covered with heavy armor. The dark gray steel is densely covered with grooves and scratches left by the battle, and there are boiled leather armor and cotton padding underneath. The flat-topped giant helmet fits tightly around the throat, leaving only breathing holes for the mouth and nose. There is also a narrow hole for observation next to the eyes. The top of the helmet is decorated with a stone fist.

The emblem of the three black dogs of the Clegane family is embroidered on his cloak. His arms are as thick as buckets. The strong horse looks dwarfed under him. The spear is held in his huge iron gloves like a broom stick!

When he glanced over, a fierce aura rushed towards him. At this moment, a dark cloud floated from the sky, covering Jaehaerys and the white horse beneath him. The white horse took a few steps back uneasily.

Jaehaerys reached out and patted the neck of the horse beneath him, injecting a bit of spiritual energy into it to soothe its uneasy mood. This was a good horse worth hundreds of gold dragons. It was the king of wild horses in the Golden Steppe and Dornish Sand. They are the mixed descendants of the best horses in the world, such as land horses and northern war horses.

Dragonstone established a specialized horse management agency many years ago. After more than ten years of careful cultivation, an excellent war horse that combines speed, agility, and strength was formed. Queen Layla personally named the horse "Anda Elwes" , in High Valyrian, means the elves of the Andals' homeland.

It is precisely because of this that the Targaryen family's dark armored cavalry, as well as rangers and hussars, defeated dozens of Dothraki Rakatha on the grassland many times, achieving great military exploits!

The riding horses of the Targaryen royal family and the inner guards are naturally the best of the best.

Horses are spiritual, and the murderous aura of the Magic Mountain makes even the well-trained war horses timid.

"Sister-in-law and mother-in-law, I, Jaehaerys, will avenge you today!" Jaehaerys narrowed his eyes and suddenly released his murderous intent.

In the eyes of the audience, the Dragon Prince is so majestic that he is not even inferior to the Magic Mountain!

The air was filled with murderous intent, and the arena that was originally cheering and noisy suddenly became silent. Sansa and her little sisters had a lot of sweat on their hands without knowing it, and their handkerchiefs were wet without even realizing it!

Barristan Selmy, Jaime Lannister and other Kingsguards stared closely at the two people confronting each other, and their hands involuntarily pressed on the hilt of their swords.

The murderous intent of the two men made these battle-hardened warriors still horrified even though they were separated by a competition field.

Suddenly the wind picked up, and the two horses galloped up, like two arrows off the string. The two knights raised their spears at the same time, aiming at each other's vital points!

At this time, the gap between the horses was obvious. Jaehaerys's horse was faster and more explosive in short-distance sprints. Combined with his own super strength and skills, he was able to take the lead after deflecting the Mountain's spear in the air. Stab the opponent's helmet!

"Bang!" Jaehaerys' wooden gun shaft absorbed the huge impact and broke in the middle instantly.

In contrast, the huge body of the Demon Mountain and the war horse under its crotch fell to the ground instantly as if they had been hit by a battering ram!

Mo Shan rolled off his horse and avoided the embarrassment of being crushed by his own horse. He became angry and shouted at his attendant: "Bring the sword!"

The attendant quickly picked up his giant sword with both hands. It was a terrifying and ugly two-handed giant sword, with a total length of six feet!

Gregor drew out his giant sword and slashed down, directly cutting off half of the head of the war horse that was struggling to get up on the ground. Scarlet horse blood suddenly spurted out, spraying his whole body in blood!

The audience all exclaimed. The Mountain ignored everyone's exclamations and curses, and quickly walked towards "Viserys" dragging the sword that was still bleeding!

"Your Highness, take the sword!" A guard handed over Jaehaerys' steel sword.

"Good boy, you are very strong!" Jaehaerys took the steel sword, "What is your name?"

"My humble job code is Long Twenty-Three, my real name is Selvi Tas!"

"Tell Long Yi later and you will follow me from now on!"

"As you command!"

Jaehaerys threw away the scabbard, revealing a strange sword, more than six feet long, with an extremely thick blade, and the edge was only about a foot from the tip.

"This sword is called The Mountain! But it was specially prepared for you, Gregor Clegane!" He said loudly, "Are you ready to die? The Mountain!"

Jaehaerys jumped off his horse, his figure floating in the air. The dark clouds above his head just opened. Under a ray of golden sunlight, the golden dragon scales shone brightly, as if a god had descended!

Gregor responded in silence, raised his sword high, and gradually quickened his pace, arriving in front of Jaehaerys. The sword was wrapped in the roaring wind, and white light flashed down, as if it was about to split the latter in half!

"Stop him! Father, stop Ser Gregor!" Sansa cried, too scared to look, and hugged Eddard's arm tightly with both hands!

Eddard sighed, he had resigned as Prime Minister, and the Golden Cloak would not listen to him again!

Robert took a sip of wine, with a cruel cold light in his eyes, "Damn it! That's it, cut that kid in half with one sword!"

The ladies and young ladies in the stands closed their eyes in fear. Who in the Seven Kingdoms can be the opponent of the Mountain? Such a lovely person is going to be buried under the sword, it's a waste of heaven...

The two giant swords collided, making a thunderous and harsh sound, which made people cover their ears.

The audience opened their eyes and saw that the two people in the field were wrestling with each other with big swords!

The Mountain pressed the ugly big sword down with force, and the Dragon Prince held the hilt with one hand and the other hand against the sword body, "desperately" pushing it up!

"Gods be above! He actually withstood the Mountain's attack!"

"Incredible! The blood of the Dragon King is indeed extraordinary!"

"How unwise! Prince Viserys should have used his flexible body to avoid Ser Gregor's attack!"

In the eyes of outsiders, the Dragon Prince was able to withstand the attack because the sword was not sharpened, but it seemed to end here!

Gregor only saw the special features of the opponent's sword at this moment. He said in a gloomy tone: "Boy! Let's see how many swords you can take!"

He retracted the sword and swung it high again, smashing it down like a blacksmith forging iron!

Jaehaerys said nothing, swung the sword to fight against him. After several attempts, he roughly concluded that Gregor's strength was about five to six times that of an ordinary adult man. According to the real Viserys, it was about 4-5 Viserys, roughly the same as the tall White Walker encountered in Cypress Village. It seems that this is the limit of the physical strength of ordinary people in this world!

Next, the duel between the two still had no skills, all relying on strength!

Gradually, Gregor found something wrong. The two slashed dozens of swords, but the opponent's strength did not weaken at all!

The unsharpened sword slashed on his sword, sparking a series of dazzling sparks and cutting huge gaps on the blade!

Moreover, the boy seemed to be getting more and more excited, and the force was getting stronger and stronger. Several times, he almost didn't catch it. In a hurry to fight, he shook the knuckles of the lobster shell gloves with bloody wounds!

This is not in line with common sense! Looking at the increasingly vigorous "Viserys", he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart!