Casting spells

As we all know, the focus of the gun riding competition is to use the wooden gun in the hand and the acceleration brought by the running of the horse to hit the opponent's body parts, forcing him to lose his balance and fall from the horse.

Generally speaking, due to their heavy armor, most knights cannot move their bodies flexibly, let alone dodge. They can only clamp their spears and rely on the strength of their waists and legs to resist opponents' attacks.

This means that basic factors such as height, weight, strength, and the sprint speed of the horse often become the key to determining the outcome.

Loras Tyrell undoubtedly knew this well, so he didn't hesitate to let the excellent steed under his crotch speed up suddenly, intending to artificially create a time difference.

But he obviously didn't know that the armor Zhang Cheng was wearing was far less thick than he had imagined, to be exact, it was almost like a coat.

Except for the thin iron skin wrapped outside to hide people's eyes, the bottom is all ice armor and mana shield made of arcane energy, which will not affect the movement at all.

The moment the "Knight of Hundred Flowers" handed out his spear confidently, a hint of mockery appeared on Zhang Cheng's face under his helmet, and he immediately made a move on his horse that stunned all the audience present - turning sideways, letting the opponent's cavalier The gun slashed against his shoulders and cheeks, while his own spear slammed into the shield with a loud crash.

boom!

Without any accidents, Loras Tyrell, who unilaterally suffered the impact, flew up from his horse, fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, and his helmet fell off instantly after the impact, and he no longer had the so-called knightly demeanor.

What was even more frightening was that because his feet were stuck in the stirrups, he was dragged forward by the horse, and his head was about to hit the wooden guardrail in front of him.

Once it hits, let alone the damage to the skull caused by the impact, the fragile neck will be broken on the spot.

Such a thrilling scene caused many people present to stand up involuntarily, especially those women who closed their eyes one after another, as if they couldn't bear to see their "Prince Charming" die tragically.

Similarly, those nobles who are closely related to the Tyrell family also held their breath subconsciously. They knew very well what a huge shock it would cause if Loras Tyrell died in the tournament.

But at this critical moment, Zhang Cheng suddenly pulled out his sword, turned around and threw it forcefully, directly over the opponent's horse, and inserted it into the wooden fence in the middle.

The "Knight of Hundred Flowers" being dragged was impartial, the pedals just passed the sharp blade of the sword, and the leather rope used for fixing it snapped.

Due to inertia, he continued to roll forward a few times, and finally stopped, avoiding the tragic end of breaking his neck.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped……

Before the audience had time to recover, Robert was the first to stand up, clapping and praising: "Wonderful! This is the contest I want! Mason Asprin! In the name of the king, it is announced that you have won today's first knockout round."

The voice just fell!

There were deafening cheers from the audience!

"My God! It's unbelievable! The famous Knight of Hundred Flowers actually lost to a little-known guy!" A young man sighed in disbelief.

The slightly older fat man standing next to him rolled his eyes angrily: "Idiot! Are you blind? People with this kind of martial arts, even if they are not famous now, will become famous after the tournament is over."

"That's right! I think apart from Sir Gregor Clegane, there is probably no other contestant who is the opponent of this Sir Mason." Another old man in a purple robe followed suit.

In fact, not only them, almost everyone in the audience was discussing the competition fiercely, and even some boring women were comparing the two who are more attractive...

"Ser Loras, are you all right?"

After waving to the "Green Hat King" and the audience, Zhang Cheng hurriedly jumped off his horse and came up to him, pretending to be very concerned and asking.

"Thank you for your concern, Sir Mason, thanks to your timely action, otherwise I might not be able to speak now." The Knight of Flowers struggled to get up from the ground, and glanced at the strong fence with lingering fear.

He couldn't even imagine what would have happened if he had bumped into it just now. Maybe it would be the luckiest result to be paralyzed and spend the rest of his life lying in bed.

Zhang Cheng responded with a smile: "This is what I should do. After all, I caused you to fall off the horse, so naturally I have to bear the corresponding responsibility."

Loras smiled wryly and shook his head: "No, please don't say that. The reason why I fell off the horse was not because of you, but because of myself. I suddenly accelerated the speed of the horse. What's more, we are in a competition, you It’s just that I did what any contestant would do, and I’m convinced that I lost. Finally, congratulations on your successful promotion, and I will send someone to send the ransom to you later.”

It has to be said that, as a well-educated son of aristocrats, he indeed has a magnanimity that ordinary people cannot match. He admitted his failure openly, neither making excuses for himself, nor messing around like a rogue.

Whether it is performance or from the heart, he sends out a clear signal to the outside world that he is a person who can afford to lose.

But Zhang Cheng obviously didn't intend to let the other party go just like that, and continued to suggest with a smile: "Sir, I heard that you have a habit of randomly giving a rose to a lucky lady at the scene after each competition. If you don't mind, may I borrow your roses and give them to a lovely lady?"

"Oh? Who are you going to give it to?" Loras asked in surprise.

"Hehe, of course it's the daughter of our new prime minister. Did you see that she was sitting in the stands?" After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng cast his eyes on Sansa and Alia who were not far away.

As a Game of Thrones player, how could he fail to notice these two girls who had always been of considerable value.

"No problem! Please wait a moment!" Loras waved to the attendants waiting beside him without saying a word.

In the blink of an eye, a delicate and charming rose was brought up.

Zhang Cheng didn't mean to be polite at all. He took Rose and came to the young sisters under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.

Sansa, who was educated by a lady since she was a child, blushed slightly, her heart was beating wildly, and her eyes revealed a strong expectation.

It is estimated that in her opinion, the young and handsome knight in front of her will definitely give her roses.

But Zhang Cheng was beyond everyone's expectations, and handed the rose in his hand to Alia, who looked like a tomboy, and then stuck it in her ear and said meaningfully: "Remember, lovely girl, if you have One day you are in trouble and need help, you can come to me at any time..."

Chapter 1 Deception

"Alia! What did he say to you?" As soon as Zhang Cheng left, Sansa couldn't bear the doubt in her heart and asked in a low voice.

She couldn't believe that the other party actually ignored her own beautiful appearance and virtuous temperament, and instead looked at her younger sister differently.

"It's nothing! He told me that if I run into trouble in the future, I can go to him for help." Alia replied nonchalantly while fiddling with the rose in her hand.

She didn't realize what this promise meant at all, and she didn't know how long she would use this promise.

"trouble?"

Sansa lowered her head and muttered something in a low voice, quickly put it behind her and continued to watch the rest of the game.Because she didn't understand at all that with the protection of her father who was the prime minister, what trouble she and her sister would encounter.

At the same time, facing the cheers of the audience, Zhang Cheng rode his horse and slowly left the competition venue.

As the winner, he has completed today's task, and he only needs to wait for the next round of competition with another winner tomorrow.

But just as he walked out of the noisy arena, Baelish suddenly appeared from the corner, and whispered with two piercing eyes, "Sir Mason, I think we need to talk, it's just you and me."

"Of course!" Zhang Cheng had expected that "Littlefinger" would come after the game, so he immediately turned around and told Blanco and the little maid who were following behind, "Go back first, I have something to do with this Discuss with adults."

"No problem! But before that, you'd better tell me how to deal with these invitations?" Blanco shook a thick stack of scented notes in his hand, with a smile that any man could understand. "Be aware that many of them are young and beautiful ladies, and most of them hope to invite you to dinner and do some healthy exercise."

"Push it away for me, now is not the time to enjoy yourself." Zhang Cheng refused without thinking.

Due to his addiction, he must try his best to restrain all things or behaviors that can excite his nerves.

Because once the nerves start to become excited, the brain will instantly remember the extreme pleasure brought about by inhaling pure arcane energy, followed by a strong desire that cannot be described in words, and then completely transformed into pain .

Although after so many days of "abstinence" treatment, the interval between the onset of the addiction became longer and shorter, but he did not dare to be sloppy at all.

Only those who have personally experienced the onset of magic addiction will understand how terrifying it is, as if it can swallow a person's soul.

"Okay, okay, what a pity..." Blanco sighed regretfully, turned around and led Dana towards the residence.