There was not only anger in Robb's roar, but also sadness. Everyone in the hall could hear the sadness in his voice. Even Gray Wind, the direwolf patrolling the territory outside the castle, also howled to the sky.
"Robb!"
Werther's shout made Robb stop his roar. He still knelt down and turned his upper body towards Werther with a look of despair.
"Back then, three people dared to take on the combat mission of a cavalry brigade. Where is that high-spirited young man Robb who fearlessly charged against hundreds of pirates?"
Robb did not open his mouth, but the words that came to his lips did not come out.
The people present also understood Robb very well at this time, and they probably wouldn't be able to bear it.
Valyrian steel swords are not only expensive, but also the spiritual inheritance of the family for generations. James, the Duke of the West, went crazy when he lost a sword, not to mention that this time it was broken directly in his hand. Everyone felt that Luo
It's lucky that Bai Hao didn't go crazy when he vented his anger.
"Think about how you came all the way. You started from King's Landing and met all kinds of liars, thieves and robbers along the way. You participated in naval battles and siege battles. How did you feel when you were knighted by King Robert for your military exploits?
glory!"
Listening to Werther talking about his past, Robb recalled every detail of that time. Not only was he the heroic boy in the stories he usually told his son, but he was really so fearless and passionate.
"Is Ashara okay? I haven't heard from her for a long time." Robb stood up and asked Werther in a low voice with a calm face.
Seeing that he was no longer bothered by Werther, he felt relieved and put his hands behind his back and replied: "She is very good! She just gave birth to her second child and the day after she gave birth to her second child, she went to kill a bandit with a sword and ran back covered in blood to breastfeed the child.
As a result, he was kicked out of the bedroom by the bachelor."
"It's great that she is still so carefree." Robb's eyes were attracted by the movements of his mother Catelyn behind Werther again.
Ed was the notary of this contest. If the two sides broke their swords during the battle, they would not compensate each other. He held a fragment of the ice sword in his hand and turned it over and over between his fingers, looking distressed.
Caitlin also held a fragment in her hand, but her hands and eyes kept gesturing towards Werther.
At this time, Robb completely opened his heart. The best swordsmiths and dragons in the world were all in Winterfell. With his relationship with Werther, the Valyrian steel sword could be broken into pieces and reforged. What was he struggling with?
How many nobles want to recast it but are reluctant or don't have the opportunity? Maybe the mediocre ice sword can still usher in its new life!
Robb nodded to Werther and his family, indicating that he had no problem.
Then he turned to Geralt, took off his shirt and threw it aside, preparing to fight the muscular man opposite him with his upper body bare.
"The contest continues!" Robb roared with determination.
Robb was not used to the ice armor. He was covered in magic protection with flashes of yellow light. At the same time, he turned on his beast vision. His eyes turned into wolf eyes like Gray Wind. He clenched his fists and put on a fighting stance. He also imitated Geralt's method.
Wrapped his fists with magic power, flames and lightning appeared on his fists.
"Hahaha, the preparation is useless, and the floor will still be stuck to your face next!" As soon as Geralt finished his trash talk, he flew towards Robb.
A heavy right fist hit Robb, causing yellow light to flash, followed by an explosion, and scattered golden magic fragments flew in all directions!
When the defensive magic known as Quen's Seal disappeared, Robb's body was not injured at all, and his muscles were extremely swollen. Geralt was very fast, and his left fist attacked Robb again, hitting Robb with a burst of golden light: "
Double casting! You really learned it!"
Robb, who ignored Geralt's words and drank the potion to activate his beast vision, had to concentrate very hard to keep up with the rhythm. After receiving two punches, he could release magic again and punch Geralt back.
He punched Geralt squarely in the chest. Flames and lightning exploded, creating a small hole in the ice armor's chest. Broken ice shards flew into the air, reflecting little bits of light like stars.
Bang! Bang! Bang! One of the two relied on magic to defend, the other relied on physical resistance. The continuous heavy punches caused the colorful lights to flash.
"ha!"
"Roar!"
The two roared at the same time. At this time, they gave up their defense. They were all trying to beat each other to the ground with their fists. No one gave way to the other. The fists between the men were exchanged, and they could not retreat.
step.
The audience present was also infected by the momentum of the two men, knocking on the table and roaring to cheer them on.
Robb hit Geralt in the waist with an uppercut, and the ice armor full of holes exploded under the load, completely shattering into ice shards and falling to the ground.
Geralt also hit Robb with an uppercut in the abdomen, and another punch jumped out of the flashing light and hit Robb's left arm. Before he could release his defensive magic, he blocked the punch with his arm.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two men shook their fists wildly, and the hall was drowned in the explosions and roars of their magic fists.
Geralt's speed did not change, and every punch was a heavy blow. Robb missed the opportunity and was punched on the shoulder, and his whole body was knocked backwards.
Robb, who was concentrating on the battle, took a long stride to support his body, and then launched an attack on Geralt.
Now everyone can see that Robb's physical strength and magic power are rapidly depleting, and he is gradually falling into a disadvantage. At the beginning, he could block two punches and return one punch, but now he is being hit every once in a while.
"Ah~~~" Robb was knocked crooked by a punch. Geralt roared, jumped up, clenched his fists and hit Robb on the back.
Robb couldn't keep up the pace.
Boom! Flames exploded on his back.
Bang! Robb fell to the ground and smashed a circle of cracks into the stone slabs on the ground.
Geralt landed on the ground and continued to punch Robb rapidly. At first, Robb could defend himself, but gradually he couldn't resist.
There were more than a dozen explosions of magic and explosions, accompanied by flying gravel. The stone slab under Robb was completely shattered, and a small pit was made on the ground. Robb, who was lying in the pit, had already passed out.
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This chapter is not over yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Now some people in the scene know that being punched by Geralt, who turned into a muscle monster, is really not a joke. Robb has magic defense outside his body.
, the magic power is also mobilized in the body to relieve the strength. If an ordinary person is punched, his head will explode directly.
Geralt took the initiative to step aside and did not attack again. In his heart, he believed that Robb was a bad person, but he did not really want to kill his father. Robb's crimes were judged by the laws of the kingdom.
Witte raised his foot and stepped on it, and a golden magic circle lit up under the unconscious Robb. It was the highest-level healing magic circle in the recovery system.
"Robb is okay, it's time for you to announce the winner." Witte whispered to Ed, who was still in a daze.
"That's right." His son lost miserably. He beat the opponent for a long time without even losing a single white hair. Ed and Caitlin felt relieved after hearing Werther say it was okay. Then Ed stood up and shouted: "We won the contest."
Author, Geralt Sand!"
The mages in the field began to cheer for the winner, and the vines surrounding the circle began to wither, and the water was quickly drained and scattered on the ground like ropes.
Saran hurriedly ran to Robb, dragged him out of the pit and put his upper body into his arms. Seeing that Robb's bruised and swollen face was rapidly receding but he was still awake, he raised his head and asked Geralt: "Congratulations.
Winner, I, the wife of a loser, have a question.”
"Say." Geralt thought Saran was a good person and spoke very softly.
Saran: "What's the deep grudge between you and Robb? Why do you want to humiliate him like this?"
Geralt was stunned when he heard this, and then he leaned down and put his face into Saran's ear and said a few words. Saran's eyes widened and her face changed drastically after hearing this.
After a while, Werther came over and the two stopped talking.
Werther pinched Robb's man and said, "It's time for him to wake up."
Robb, who slowly woke up, saw Saran as soon as he opened his eyes, and then saw Werther.
"It's actually very simple to deal with Geralt with your strength. The more powerful the alchemy potion, the shorter the duration of its effect and the greater the side effects. You just need to wait until his potion wears off." Only then did Werther say how to deal with it.
Geralt's simple method.
"I know, but I don't want to do that. I just want to fight with all my strength." Robb spoke weakly.
Seeing his appearance, Werther began to tell Saran: "My magic can only heal the wound. He can't move because of excessive exertion. Just help him back to the bedroom and have a good rest for the day."
Saran looked at Ed on the high platform, then looked down at the collapsed man in his arms, then loosened his hands and threw Robb to the ground. He stood up, pulled his son and walked towards the bedroom, pointing the back of his head towards Robb.
He left a message: "You really look like your father, just keep lying on the ground when it's cool!"
Robb looked at Eddard in bewilderment, thinking that they had always looked alike.