Chapter 119 The Bear That Exploded

The semi-finals of the Lannisport Tournament turned into a battle between black and white, a clash between the Black Knight and the White Knight.

Both "Kingslayer" and "Fearless" Barristan are White Knights.

Both Arthur and Bear's armor is black, and their sigil animals are also black.

Arthur's emblem is a black bat, while Jorah's emblem is a black bear.

The first semi-final match was between Jaime Lannister, the "Kingslayer," the eldest son of Tywin Lannister, Duke of Casterly Rock, and Jorah Mormont, the "Great Bear," Lord of Bear Island in the North.

Jaime, the White Knight, was dressed in splendid attire, while Jorah, the Black Knight, was dressed plainly.

The White Knight is passionate, the Black Knight is somber.

One is a blazing fire, the other is a frigid ice.

The participants in the second match, Arthur and Sir Barristan, watched from the sidelines.

Count Jorah Mormont took a deep breath, as if he could see Lynise Hightower smiling at him.

For love, a thousand times over! Big Bear is determined to fight to the very end.

The bear was completely captivated by Earl Layton's youngest daughter; she possessed a gentle beauty unlike that of the resilient women of the North.

Linness was his goddess descended to earth, a "young girl" incarnate, but Big Bear's background was far less noble than hers.

In order to win over Lynise, Big Bear is determined to make a name for himself.

Big Bear actually chases girls quite often, but now it's just that the old house is on fire.

Big Bear was never short of women; he had relationships with many fisherwomen and farm girls in his territory, both before and after marriage.

Big Bear's wife came from Deepwoodburg. She had been with him for about ten years. She was plain-looking but had a good personality.

Big Bear eventually came to love her, although he felt their relationship was more like fulfilling an obligation than genuine affection.

In order to give birth to a successor for Xiongdao, she suffered three miscarriages. She never recovered from the last one and soon passed away.

Emotionally speaking, Arthur truly felt that Earl Bear had lost his mind.

However, in terms of combat power, Big Bear was able to defeat a top-tier monarch killer in this match, which is a super-powerful performance.

For Lynise's sake, Big Bear felt he could charge ahead recklessly, unafraid of any opponent.

The sounding of the brass horn signaled the start of the competition.

Holding long spears, the lord killer and the bear began to charge at each other.

For both of them, losing this semi-final was unacceptable.

The regicide was a final battle against the elders of his hometown in Lannesport.

Big Bear is a "true love warrior" who is charging towards his goddess.

The clatter of hooves filled the air, and the combined force of the two galloping warhorses was terrifying.

A dazzling golden light and a dark black light exploded on the arena, and white and green cloaks danced wildly together.

The tyrant and the bear each held a shield in one hand and a spear in the other.

Now! Thrust!

Pike duels demand a great deal of balance and precision from the rider, and equestrian skills also require high-performance warhorses.

Wielding a long spear to thrust at an opponent is inherently unpredictable, and ensuring accuracy and force during a dynamic sprint is extremely difficult.

Therefore, only a very few knights could perform such a difficult action as breaking a spear, let alone such an extremely difficult action as knocking off a helmet.

"bump!"

The first shot struck like thunder, with the Lion Knight and Earl Bear's spears simultaneously hitting each other's shields.

The powerful impact sent pieces of wood flying, and the first spear shattered completely.

However, both sides maintained excellent balance and remained firmly on their horses even after being subjected to tremendous impact.

This is a very auspicious sign, symbolizing the knights' superb skills.

"The Lannister Lion!"

"Count Bear!"

The onlookers cheered enthusiastically as they watched the knights charge and clash against each other.

Big Bear and the King Killer returned to the end of their track and began changing guns.

The second sprint began, and this time the shields shattered on their respective opponents' breastplates.

But still no one fell off their horses; instead, they continued to break each other's spears.

In this fierce battle, both sides maintained an extremely high level of competition.

Not a single shot missed or was fired incorrectly; on the contrary, every shot struck the knight and broke his spear.

Even when both the king slayer and the bear were in danger of falling off their horses, they managed to stay calm and continue fighting.

Second round, third round.

Both the Great Bear's green-based black bear shield and the King Killer's lion-patterned golden shield were covered with terrible cracks, and even had holes pierced by spears.

As for the armor, there were many scratches and tiny dents from the fighting spears.

The combat spears are generally 3.6 meters long or longer, which is 12 to 14 feet, longer and more brittle than their combat-ready relatives.

The spearheads were deliberately blunted to knock opponents off their horses without causing serious injury; at the same time, they were not engraved, making them extremely easy to break upon impact.

Even so, the spear in combat remains extremely ferocious under powerful attacks.

A master like The Mountain can intentionally puncture an opponent's throat guard during an attack.

The two riders on the warhorse were already very strong. They used their shields and armor to withstand every attack from their opponents without falling off their horses or overturning their chariots.

Even the strongest stamina will become tired and sore after nine rounds of sprinting attacks and nine physical confrontations in a short period of time.

Moreover, this is a duel between masters, requiring the unity of spirit, energy, and concentration.

The audience cheered enthusiastically. While the Lannister Lion was indeed majestic, the bear representing the Knights of the North also performed admirably.

The bear and the king slayer exchanged blows, each launching nine consecutive attacks without backing down, resulting in a stalemate.

Even with sore muscles, bruises, and bloodstains, their eyes still held an unyielding steely resolve.

The two fought directly to the ninth round, still breaking each other's spears in a dazzling display that made it impossible to immediately identify the true victor.

The two knights broke nine pairs of lances; it was undoubtedly a spectacular duel.

In this situation, the only recourse was to request King Robert Baratheon to personally act as referee and determine the winner.

Robert stood up and gave orders from the highest point of the stands; his voice boomed like a bell.

"In this match, the two knights were evenly matched in the first eight rounds. However, Count Jorah Mormont held his pistol more steadily in the final round, and his shots to vital points were more precise. Therefore, I declare the winner of this semi-final to be the biggest dark horse of the North, Count Jorah!"

Robert's voice boomed, and cheers erupted both inside and outside the tournament.

Jorah raised his lance and pointed it at Robert's position, where Lynise was, as a gesture of respect.

Jorah removed his faceplate, revealing his ordinary yet resolute face, like a stone, like a pine tree on Bear Island.

In the VIP section, from King Robert down, everyone cheered and applauded Jorah, saying he had indeed played brilliantly.

"Jora!"

"Jora!"

"Black Knight! Black Knight!"

Regardless of how unremarkable Big Bear's appearance or equipment may be.

But in this match, Big Bear won everyone's applause with his skill of breaking nine spears, his greater resilience, and his explosive performance.

Even Lynne, who was in the stands, felt that Count Jorah seemed to have a divine warrior aura about him.

Arthur clapped his hands, looking at the formidable Jorah, whom even the Kingslayer congratulated with heartfelt admiration.

"Congratulations, Count Jorah." The kingslayer gave a bitter smile, enduring the pain to congratulate his opponent. "I look forward to competing with you again, Count Jorah!"

The tyrant rode his gleaming golden horse and was met with cheers.

In terms of chivalry and martial virtue, the regicide was quite capable of taking things in stride, and the Westerners did not engage in any unfair refereeing.

Unlike the Knight of Flowers, who used petty tricks like using a mare to seduce the Mountain's stallion, the Kingslayer did not resort to such methods.

In terms of social class and resources, the regicide, having personally experienced the Great Bear's combat power, must admit that the Great Bear is awesome.

The tyrant was the son of one of the most powerful lords in the seven kingdoms; in comparison, Jorah seemed more like a poor but noble man from a humble background.

Although Bear Island is also a territory, Jorah's annual income is probably not as rich as that of a property knight in the River Bend or the Valley.

The Kingslayer's warhorse, gilded armor, gilded decorations, and even his goldheartwood spear—each item was incredibly valuable, not to mention the money and resources the Kingslayer had spent on his rise to power and the prestige he had earned with the Lannister family.

However, despite his plain clothes and upbringing on Bear Island in the North, the Great Bear still managed to deliver an unparalleled and brilliant performance, which truly impressed the Kingslayer.

However, the tyrant need not regret it, after all, the bear only worked himself to the bone for a woman once in his life.

After that, his tournament results will plummet, returning him to the true bottom line of being a first-rate knight.

Arthur looked at Jorah, who was roaring and shouting excitedly.

Jorah, representing the North, has made new history.

Jorah fought nine rounds, but his stamina was starting to decline.

Even though Jorah still wanted to win the championship, Arthur was ruthless in his pursuit.

"The second round of the semi-finals is about to begin!" the emcee roared, and the brass horn began to blow.

The venue had already been cleaned up and was now completely refreshed.

The elegant Sir Barristan put on his helmet and looked at his opponents on the other side of the track.

Arthur Hoan calmed himself down and adjusted himself to his best state.

It's another battle between the Black Knight and the White Knight.

In the first round of the semifinals, the Black Knight emerged victorious.

If the Black Knights defeat the White Knights again in the second match...

So this round of the competition is completely about the rise of the Black Knights from the North and the Riverlands!

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