Spellcasting Heavens

In the 298th year of Aegon's calendar, the premier martial arts meeting was held on the riverside outside the city as scheduled. Aristocrats from the seven kingdoms and knights who wanted to become famous all came one after another, as well as many wealthy citizens who wanted to watch the fun.

All of a sudden, countless people crowded the newly built venue, and the small vendors also took the opportunity to sell food and drinks to the audience.

Although in novels and TV series, The Green Hat King Robert Baratheon has always been portrayed as a drunken and lecherous king who hardly pays attention to political affairs.

But in fact, in the years when he was crowned king, Westeros has greatly improved in terms of agricultural production and commercial prosperity.

Although the royal family owes a lot of debt due to profligacy, it has nothing to do with the commoners.

On the contrary, because there is no large-scale war, the whole society is in a relatively stable state, and most people can barely survive.

Perhaps as some economic experts have concluded, when the production structure is in a relatively primitive state, as long as it is not damaged by external factors, it can adjust itself and develop in a better direction.

Of course, none of the above has anything to do with Zhang Cheng.

As a contestant, he has put on a silver full-body armor covered with delicate patterns with the help of his servants, and waved to the female audience in the stands with a smile, showing his gentlemanly demeanor.

In order to cater to the aesthetic tastes of this world, he also put on a little makeup before leaving, and he looks like a handsome guy.

It's just that compared to Knight of Flowers Loras Tyrell, he shows more of his masculine side, especially the beautifully designed armor, which is like a work of art rather than solid armor.

Many veterans with rich fighting experience are secretly waiting to see jokes. They don't think that such a product with a lot of hollow patterns can block the fatal impact of the lance.

Just as everyone was talking about it, the freckled little maid carefully wiped off the dust on her boots, and whispered to comfort: Master, don't be brave, if you can't, just admit defeat, I heard Loras. Lord Tyrell is a graceful knight who won't hurt his opponent casually.

You think I will lose? Zhang Cheng glanced at the little guy with a smile.

No, no, I just don't want to see you hurt. The girl hurriedly shook her head vigorously.

Born in a slum, she managed to find a stable job, and she didn't want to encounter the unfortunate event of her master's death within a few days.

Sir, Dana is right, and I also suggest that you'd better abstain early. The Knight of Flowers may look young and thin, but he was actually trained at a very young age to Weapons such as longswords, axes, and hammers are used to the extreme. It may be a bit embarrassing to admit defeat, but it is better than losing your life. Blanco also echoed.

In fact, he had been trying to persuade his employers to give up unrealistic ideas for a few days.

The Tournament is not a gentle gathering of nobles, but a dangerous performance that may kill you at any time. The slightest mistake will result in lifelong disability or death.

Hehe, thank you for your kindness, but I am a stubborn and conceited person, and I will never change my decision. Besides, who said I would definitely lose?

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Cheng put on his helmet, carried a spear made of apple wood in one hand, and a shield in the other, urging the horses to slowly approach the arena.

At the same time, Loras Tyrell on the other side was also ready, raising the spear in his hand in greeting.

Hmph! What a good actor... Zhang Cheng pursed his lips and let out a sneer, and also raised his lance in greeting.

Seeing that the two contestants had already entered the arena, Robert, who had been impatient, immediately drank the wine in his glass, stood up and shouted: I announce! The first spear match of the Tournament, Loras Tilly Err to Mason Asprin, start now!

As the last word fell, the two immediately urged the horses to accelerate.

Because of the heavy armor, the horses did not run very fast, and it took four or five seconds to enter the attack range.

Loras Tyrell has obviously had a lot of experience in the game, adjusting the position of the spear while using the shield to protect the front of the master.

You don't need to ask to know that he intends to kill an opponent who is not even famous at all in the first round.

However, Zhang Cheng obviously did not intend to end it too early. He wanted to tease his opponents and show his strong side under the gaze of countless upper eyes, so he poured arcane energy into the armor without thinking, and threw away the shield in his hand. Opponent hits hard.

boom! boom!

With two loud noises, the two passed by, and the wooden spear in their hands snapped.

The only difference is that Zhang Cheng's body hardly shakes, while Loras Tyrell's whole body is thrown back and he almost fell off his horse.

Confused to stabilize his figure, the Hundred Flowers Knight quickly turned around with an incredible light in his eyes.

At the moment of the impact just now, he clearly felt that his spear had hit something, but for some reason the opponent didn't even react at all.

The king sitting in the audience had a surprised look on his face, turned and asked the attendant: What is this Mason Asprin from? Why have I never heard of him before? Strange, a knight with such skills , should be famous.

Uh, Your Majesty, all I know is that Sir Mason Aspring had to mortgage his territory because of his debts. The young man in charge of pouring the wine explained in a low voice.

Interesting, it seems that this tournament has a good show. Robert muttered while touching the bushy beard on his chin.

At the same time, Littlefinger Baelish, who was sitting in the audience, also stopped talking and stared at Zhang Cheng, who had turned around and was about to launch the second round of sprint. It took a minute before he recovered. Come, hurriedly left the stands.

After a brief repair, Loras Tyrell put on his helmet again, held a new lance, and took the lead in charging.

This time, he didn't show his demeanor, and he didn't wave to the women in the audience like he did before. He only had one thought in his mind, and that was to defeat the bastard who made him look ugly.

Wow, I'm angry, this is exactly what I want. Zhang Cheng smiled contemptuously, lowered his body slightly, and sprinted along with it...