Game of Thrones: Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

On the battlefield below, Edric Dayne gradually got some respite from the torrential rain of Artis.

Edric has been practicing hard behind closed doors in Starfall City for many years. Although his swordsmanship is extremely superb, he has almost reached the level of a sword in his heart. No sword is better than a sword. Every move can be used without thinking, but with muscle memory.

But his combat experience is indeed one of his shortcomings. Artis removes almost two words, and he is Edric's biggest opponent in his life.

Facing this two-meter-tall behemoth, the young Dawn Excalibur seemed to be tireless, constantly waving the lance in his hand, and his strength seemed to never run out, just like the feeling of playing a boss in a game.

It's a pity that Edric has never played a game, and he doesn't know what it's like to play a boss, but this huge physical disadvantage that can be crushed is still difficult for him to resist.

boom--

Then the giant prince smashed to the ground again with a huge dragon spear, making a huge roar, and Edric dodged again in embarrassment.

This time, the lance in Artis' hand smashed to the ground and was broken.

"Oh--"

There was an uproar in the stands, and everyone couldn't help but gasp when they saw this scene.

The lance with the thickness of an arm actually smashed to the ground and broke, what kind of strength is this?

This is almost equivalent to the regeneration of the magic mountain back then. No, the power of Artis is even greater than that of the magic mountain.

Due to their racial talent, the muscles of the arms and chests of the giants are extremely exaggerated, and their strength is much greater than that of humans at the same height.

And the most important thing is that Artis is only eight years old this year, and the potential for growth is unlimited.

"This is an opportunity..."

Edric had originally seen this opportunity and was just about to pounce with his two swords in hand.

But Artis saw the weapon in his hand break, beat his chest in anger, and let out a deafening roar.

"Roar--"

"This, such a loud voice..."

This roar actually shocked the young knight's brain at close range, and was forced to stop the pace of rushing up.

And the giant bloodline in Artis has almost been fully activated. Like a violent beast, he waved the broken half of the gun handle and smashed it directly towards Edric.

wow-

He threw out half of the lance and didn't hit Edric, but he directly overturned the place behind him where he had just rested and enjoyed the shade. The umbrella cover was smashed, and the scene was in an instant mess.

"call--"

And the audience in the stands was completely immersed at the moment, attracted and brought into this fierce battle.

They saw the half-broken lance that Atis threw out, and once again couldn't help but exclaimed in unison.

However, in the duel field, Edric, who was facing the giant prince, tried his best to be very calm.

His chest heaved slightly, he was panting softly, his heart was beating faster, but he forced himself to calm down.

…

"That's how it is when facing an opponent who is far superior to him."

"You can beat him many times, but it's enough for him to beat you once."

Edric couldn't help thinking of the time he had once served as Beric Dondarrion's squire.

When the Earl of Heigang took him on a hunting trip, he encountered a black bear many times larger than himself.

However, Berry dealt with it with the help of the surrounding obstacles, and finally succeeded in killing the black bear with Xiao Boda.

And this sentence that suddenly came to his mind at this moment was what Beric Dondarrion told Edric at that time.

Then the young knight with long white-blond hair began to look around, looking for everything that could be used in battle.

Fortunately, the venue for the competition was large enough to accommodate a team competition of fifty people, and there were no venue restrictions for the two of them to compete.

This time 17B* Chapter Si. On the other side, the preparations for this competition were very sufficient. One of the lances was broken, and the guards on the side carried out the other one and handed it to the giant prince.

Attis was wearing a helmet and armor, holding a huge lance, standing in the field like a mountain, and then rushed towards Edric again.

However, this time Edric didn't stand in the same place as before, but turned his head and ran to the back.

"He escaped?"

Edric's sudden action made the audience, including the imperial nobles in the VIP seats, not expect it. They looked at each other and couldn't help but whisper.

Strong sacrifice read sacrifice. Although it is difficult to say who is the knight with the best swordsmanship in the world, the Dawn Excalibur must be one of the top knights standing at the top of the pyramid.

His battle against the giant prince also takes into account the human face.

"Do not."

"He's looking for a more suitable venue for him."

Standing not far from here, as a frequent visitor to the competition arena, Prince Dorn folded his arms around his chest, watching the battle from a close distance with great interest.

How strong is Edric?

Oberon can give this young Dorne junior a high evaluation~www.readwn.com~ It can be said that Edric's basic skills are solid, even much better than him.

Oberon has learned too many things, too complicated. He didn't concentrate on swordsmanship in retreat for ten years like Edric did. Very poisonous.

"He won."

"Smart boy, I thought everyone in the Dane family was a single tendon."

"He is a lot stronger than his uncle, at least not dead brains."

Prince Dorne, whose temples were already gray, saw the giant prince and chased after him without hesitation. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes piled up. He asserted that Edric had won.

In fact, if it was a life-and-death struggle, Oberyn might not be able to kill the giant prince, regardless of his age.

Because the battle is not a complete competition of body, strength, speed, but also mind, reflexes, chance and skill.

However, the giant prince fully possesses the first three items, but is completely inferior to the young knight in the latter items.

And just after Oberon made his assertion, in the venue of the contest, a turning point suddenly came.

Edric attracted Artis to a complex terrain, and the staff who were in charge of the equipment saw this scene and were so frightened that they hurriedly fled.

"Don't run!"

And Artis, holding a lance, was chasing after a meteor with strides, his voice was dull, like rolling thunder.

"I don't run."

Make a big tyrant. However, Artis didn't expect that the little guy on the opposite side heard his words, actually stopped and turned to face him.

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