The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

Joffrey raised his eyebrows with a bright smile, as if he thought Arya's irresponsibility was ridiculous. He looked back at the Yulin Iron Guard Marin Tran behind him, and smiled exaggeratedly, meaning that this little wolf girl dared to compete with me. She thought he could beat him? Isn't this a big joke?

He turned his head back to look at Arya: "Arya Little Wolf Girl, your brother Robb is not my opponent, let alone you. But I don't mind teaching you some real swordsmanship."

"If you weren't a prince, my brother Robb has already beaten you to death." Arya's mouth was as sharp and ruthless as her sword.

The corners of Prince Joffrey's mouth are upturned, which is his sign when he is angry. He is tall, beautiful, blonde, and handsome, and he has won the love at first sight between Sansa and many young women, but Arya always feels that Joffrey has a faint hostility on his face, and she has never liked him.

"Come on, Little Wolf Girl, this is what you asked for." Joffrey's lion tooth waved out, slashing Arya diagonally. To knock off the sewing needle in Arya's hand. That's what he calls Arya's Sword: a woman's sewing needle.

Slow as a snail!

Arya thought. Her wrist shrank, the tip of her sword drooped, and her footsteps were still, and Joffrey's sword slashed into the air.

"Hehe, you are more cunning than your brother Robb." Joffrey cuts Arya's neck with a backhand sword.

Humph, clumsy as a pig!

Arya turned her feet, and her body turned round and round, and she had already stepped back two steps. The sword in his right hand had been turned back behind him, as if Teacher Silio often played with her.

The point of Joffrey's sword was too far from her position.

Joffrey showed such a sly joking expression that you are still so sly. He looked at the expressionless Yulin Iron Guard Marin Turan behind him, smiled, and the corners of his mouth turned more severely. He suddenly yelled and rushed towards Ellie. Ya, the vertical split, aimed at Arya's head.

Reckless as a drunkard!

Arya curled her lips, stepped on the wrong side of her body, without blinking her eyes, calmly watching Joffrey's lion teeth cut from her side, almost to the ground.

Joffrey used too much force, shook his body after cutting the air, and almost fell.

Arya’s hands and sword are behind her back, with a playful smile on her face. She and Joffrey are not far away. She just dodges sideways, facing Joffrey’s violent chopping. There is no step back.

Joffrey couldn’t believe it. He competed with Robb in the schoolyard of King’s Landing City. He humiliated Robb with the prince’s dignity and peerless swordsmanship. Who knew that when he met Arya, he even ran into her sword or hers. No clothes or corners. He struck out the sword three times in a row, and the opponent stood with his hand behind him, even the sword turned back behind him.

"Witchcraft, you are witchcraft." Joffrey practiced swords with his father's powerful guards, and they were all victorious. They were able to crawl all over the floor, but they couldn't hit the little girl. Naturally, it was the narrow sea. On the other side, the Bravos’ witchcraft is haunted. Those guys are mysterious and believe in the sword **** Death Moon God. They only rely on witchcraft to win, not true swordsmen.

Arya stepped back two steps, looking at the invincible prince with pity in her eyes. The prince seemed to want to give up, but suddenly swung his sword and slashed Arya's small waist. Suddenly, he was in trouble quickly and fiercely, carrying the prince's anger, and wanted to cut the little wolf girl in two.

Suddenly getting into trouble and becoming hasty is the basic dance that Arya learned from the first day of the dance class.

As soon as Joffrey made a move, his wrist suddenly hurt, as if a spike pierced his wrist, and suddenly emptied all the strength on his arm. Joffrey was shocked, what kind of witchcraft is this? His wrists were weak, and his strength was completely unable to use. With a ding, there was a bit of sword light on the lion's tooth sword, and the lion's tooth in Joffrey's hand fell to the ground, and blood appeared on his wrist.

Joffrey was shocked, his left hand slammed his right wrist, he was afraid that he would lose his right hand: "Little Wolf Girl, you are so cruel, dare to cut off my right hand, Marin——Marin——" He suddenly hoarse. Shouted, losing control of his emotions, his eyes were bloodshot, "Kill her, I order you to kill her immediately..."

The Royal Forest Guard Marin Tran immediately drew out his long sword at his waist, and the wind rolled towards Arya, and he heard a voice grinning and saying: "Hush hush, hush hush, two big men beat a little girl , Tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut tut good knight, good warrior good swordsmanship. "I don't know when, the swordsmanship teacher Silio who is hiding in the woods and pulling indescribable things appeared and stood in front of Arya.

"Aaliyah, eyes widened, to see how I knocked down this glorious knight's sword."

Arya retracted her sword into its sheath and smiled: "Yes, my dance teacher." She leaned over and picked up the lion's tooth, did not return Joffrey, and stepped back.

Marin Turan held the sword in both hands, shouted, and slammed Silio.

Ling as a cat!

Silio said with a smile, and lightly flashed past Marin, the narrow sword in his hand knocked on Marin's helmet with a decent sound, knocking you, the big stupid pig, the teacher laughed.

Marin Tran was furious, turned and slashed, whistling with a huge sword in his hand, and slashed at the smiling little man who got behind him. The little man didn’t avoid it, but stuck to the front of his body, just behind Marin Tran’s back. While spinning, the hilt in his hand bumped back, and with a definite sound, the hilt hit Marin Tran’s ribs. under.

Marin Tran turned around in a staggered step, and the short, short man passed under his greatsword like a civet, as if a kitten had passed through the leg of a big elephant.

Without waiting for Marin to spin around and swing his sword again, as fast as the wind, Silio smiled. He was talking to Arya. The narrow sword in his hand pierced the joint of Marin's shoulder armor. This is sharp again. And the benefits of a narrow sword.

The sword is like light!

He smiled.

Marin swung his sword hard with pain, and Teacher Silio had retreated far away, floating like a cloud, he said, as if a wizard was chanting a spell.

Malin was enraged and swung his sword fiercely, but realized that he couldn't lift the sword in his hand, his right shoulder had been pierced by the small narrow sword, and he crawled down his body with a wet and warm feeling.

"Kill him, you bastard..." Joffrey had bloodshot eyes and bruises in his neck, unable to accept this shameful failure.

He glared at Marin Tran.

"Sir, take the prince to bandage the small wound. There is only a shallow stab wound on his wrist. ——Alia, return the lion tooth to the prince."

"Okay!" Arya ran two steps toward the river, and with a strong wave, Lion Tooth flew far into the beautiful slowly flowing water.

Joffrey was shocked. Both Marin Terran and Silio were taken aback.

Marin Tran reluctantly returned the sword to its sheath: "Little man, little wolf girl, wait for the king's anger to burn you to ashes." With a shame on his face, he helped the shameful prince hurriedly go with.

Arya smiled, in a good mood.

Silio frowned: "Aaliyah..."

"Don't worry about me, Joffrey is a big man to provoke me. He is ashamed to cry in front of King Robert that he can't beat a little girl? Teacher Silio, the hound is not Marin Tran, he is exquisite in swordsmanship and murderous. , Joffrey will definitely order him to take your life this time, and you must be careful when you fight!"