"Ahhhhhhhh..."

“Morgan…”

“Morgan…”

“Morgan…”

“…”

Looking at the one-on-three on the field, not only can he quickly defeat and defeat two of the knights, but he even scared the last knight to surrender and admit defeat.

In the stands, endless cheers, shouts, and screams suddenly burst out from the moment.

Countless audiences stood up and waved and shouted wildly.

The entire field was filled with an unprecedented fanatic atmosphere.

Night is different from daytime.

Night can make people more emotional and amplify the depression deep in human nature.

This is also the reason why the audience calls at night more enthusiastically than during the day.

This "martial arts competition" specially held for the new former prime minister also ushered in the most passionate and enthusiastic time of the first day.

"Hahahaha, I made a big profit this time!"

"I did read Morgan right, I knew he could do it, I knew...haha..."

"Damn, these three trash!"

"The three of them can't deal with that little face even if they join forces. Damn it..."

"Ahhhhhhhh..."

"Morgan, Morgan, I love you, I want to marry you Morgan..."

"Oh my god, Morgan participated in the entire competition system of this competition and won all of them. Who knows where he came from..."

"I'm already looking forward to his performance tomorrow. I really hope this night can pass quickly..."

"Maggie, I want to get this man, I must get him..."

"He is so handsome, I think I've really fallen in love with him..."

"Diana, it's not easy to get a man. Wait first. When I go back, I'll send a letter to Morgan, and use the "Fantasy Coast" to your Diana's reputation. I believe no man can refuse, and the same person on the field is the same..."

"Win again, haha... Morgan I love you, I want to suppress you to win the first place in the group melee..."

“…”

In the stands, countless audiences were cheering and noisy.

The king is on the platform.

Robert Baratheon looked at the last knight who was scared to throw his sword and gave up his hand and laughed out loud: "Hahaha..."

"I knew this kid could do it. How could the guy who can become a swordsman in Ed's family be bad in swordsmanship."

Robert Baratheon laughed out loud, and said as he drank the glass of American wine, feeling happy.

He is indeed in a good mood.

Watching Morgan's game, violence, speed, blood, and simply, these feelings are a lot, which naturally makes Robert Baratheon, who seeks excitement every day, feel particularly happy and happy.

Just looking at the tall and tall figure standing alone in the middle of the field, with a sense of dullness and defeat.

Robert Baratheon's mood suddenly became a little complicated.

Once upon a time, I was as handsome as Morgan, no, more handsome than him. At that time, I was the dream of countless girls and ladies in the entire King's Landing City.

But now...

Thinking of this, Robert Baratheon couldn't help but look at his bloated and round belly, and sighed in his heart: "After all, I can't go back..."

"With the strength this guy just showed..."

At this time, the captain of the Royal Guard, Balistan Seermi, who was standing aside, also responded: "I don't think it's strange that I can win the first place in this "group melee competition" competition..."

"Oh, I think Morgan so much?"

Hearing the words of Balistan Seermi beside him, King Robert Baratheon had just felt a hint of emotion in his heart and immediately dissipated. He immediately turned his head and looked at the Royal Guard captain beside him and asked with a smile.

"With the strength he has shown so far, many people probably think so."

"I think of those guys who open gambling in Junlin City..."

Balistan Seermi responded with a smile: "At this time, I'm afraid that Morgan's odds of winning first place are already secretly lowering the odds of Morgan's victory..."

Next to King Robert Baratheon.

Queen Cersei Lannister ignored her husband who was laughing loudly beside her, and just leaned on the bench with a little lazy look, staring at Morgan on the stadium with a slightly narrowed green eyes, staring at Morgan on the stadium, not knowing what she was thinking.

And beside Cersei Lannister, Prince Joffrey looked at the extremely powerful figure on the field, his face looked ugly and he felt more and more depressed.

"Haha, little finger, I will accept your 100 golden dragon coins with a smile..."

In the huge aristocratic stands, the Minister of Justice is also the youngest brother of King Robert Baratheon. Baratheon stood up and looked at the Minister of Finance Petir Berrysh laughed loudly.

"Nothing, that swordsman from the Stark family did a great job..."

Littlefinger Petir Berryshe looked at Renly. Baratheon smiled, and said as he looked at the tall and thick figure in front of the two rows ahead and shouted: "What do you think?"

"Mr. Stark?"

Ed Stark, who heard the sound, turned his head and looked at Lanli, who was smiling at him and looking at him with a little confusion. He said, "I haven't heard you talk about anything else..."

"Who can tell me?"

Ed Stark spoke with a smile.

Little Finger Petir Berrisch immediately said: "We are discussing the swordsman in your family..."

"Are you talking about Morgan?"

"Of course he's excellent..."

Ed Stark nodded,

Although he had not been in King's Landing for too long, he also knew that the Minister of Justice Lanli, Baratheon and the Minister of Finance's little finger Petir Berrysh were a little confused. At this time, how could the two of them get together and joked, so he asked, "But you guys are..."

"Haha, Xiaofinger and I bet that I lost one hundred golden dragon coins..."

When he heard Ed Stark ask, Renly Baratheon immediately smiled without any concealment.

He was a little unaccustomed to the style of doing things that Petty Berrysch was a little unaccustomed to Little Finger, but he didn't think about giving him any face.

"Oh, I still know Morgan's strength..."

Ed Stark smiled and said: It is still very likely that you will continue to play and defeat him..."

Several powerful ministers of the kingdom were chatting with each other in vain.

As a student of Morgan.

Arya Stark saw the teacher sweep the two knights like a destruction, and even scared the remaining one to throw his sword and surrender.

She jumped out of her seat and shouted.

Ed Stark couldn't even press her down.

"Look at it..."

The father next to him was chatting with several other ministers. Arya was extremely happy and could not share it with others, so she immediately pulled her sister Sansa beside her. Stark shouted quickly.

"I see..."

"Alia, can you stop being so noisy..."

Sansa Stark broke free from his sister's pulling in anger and said loudly as he looked at her sister.

Sansa Stark was in a bad mood all day today.

Originally, when she was watching the martial arts competition in the morning, she was in a good mood because she could see Prince Joffrey.

But when she smiled and looked at her fiancé Prince in the morning, Jover turned her head coldly, causing Sansa Stark to feel lost immediately.

This also led to unhappiness throughout the morning.

Originally, Sansa was not going to watch the competition at night.

However, her father and sister and many people in the castle came to the competition venue again, and she was bored staying at home.

What's more, Prince Joffrey is unhappy in the morning does not mean that he will be unhappy in the evening.

This is why Sansa Stark came here.

But she was disappointed again. Prince Joffrey turned his head coldly when facing her, and had not even seen her directly, how could Sansa bear it.

So she became even more unhappy.

In this case, her sister Arya's pulling and pulling will only make her feel even more unhappy, and she will also hate Morgan even more.

If Morgan hadn't annoyed Prince Joffrey on his way to King's Landing.
To be continued...