Crown Jewels

Chapter 197

The two horses were bred by the academy and looked very heroic.

The two of them got up and got on their horses at the same time without ink stains.

Huyan Uwei held the rein tightly in his hand, and his right hand was not stroking the white horse's mane, his eyes were full of glory that he was sure of victory. It is said that the person who knows you best includes your opponent.

In his previous life at the Turkic border, he and Song Yan were rivals for most of their lives. Huyan Uwei knew that Song Yan was good at humanities and martial arts, and he was even more talented in arranging troops on the battlefield. specialty.

And he can be so sure that another reason why he will definitely win this competition is that the two of them also conducted another long competition in the Huangu Academy in the previous life, and the final result was Song Yan's disastrous defeat.

Song Yan stepped on the stirrups tightly, his eyes swept across the racecourse, and his sloppy attitude disappeared instantly. The peak of his eyebrows suddenly sharpened, like a weapon polished by a stubborn stone, this time he did not restrain his momentum.

The hooves of the hoofs flew up, crossing a graceful arc in the racecourse, and the ground where they landed caused waves of dust. Gu Baozhu, who was among the ancient crowd, only raised his sleeves, but at this time he completely ignored such trivial matters. His eyes were only fixed on the two horses walking side by side on the racecourse.

Huyan Wuwei looked at Song Yan beside him, and the eagle's eyes became sharper, and there was a look of surprise in the bottom of his eyes. Even if he didn't do his best at this time, Song Yan can keep up with his own pace at this time, which is enough for him surprise.

Facing Huyan Uwei's astonishment, Song Yan just smiled noncommittally, raised his eyelids to reveal his resolute eyes, and maintained a posture of walking hand in hand with Huyan Uwei at this moment, with invisible and half pressure on his face.

Song Yan's gaze narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips curled into a slightly mocking look.

After all... the few frames in the dream were enough to warn him and give him a sense of urgency, but they forced him to grow up so that he could calmly deal with today's competition.

The ease on Song Yan's face made Huyan Uwei lick his lips. The competition between the two was very simple, that is, they ran around the racecourse ten laps, and whoever reached the key point first would be counted as the winner of the competition.

Originally, Huyan Uwei planned to speed up in the last five laps, but Song Yan's strength made him change his mind and chose to speed up on the third lap. After all, he said in front of this group of sour scholars that he To win the contest, you have to win Pretty!
Thinking of this, Huyanwu glanced at the ancient scholar, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and by the way, let this group of ignorant and useless scholars see, what is it to them prairie people!Only then can it be called a real horse race!That's not like the people of Yan Kingdom, who simply drag the reins of the horse and run around the racecourse twice.

Huyan Uwei squinted his eyes, his right hand was still holding the rein tightly, and his left hand suddenly reached into his clothes. Gu Baozhu saw him take out something from his bosom, then raised his hand casually, and saw scattered everywhere on the loess ground The white flowers of broken silver.

Everyone was stunned by this posture, and looked at Huyan Uwei with puzzled eyes, but at the next moment, they saw that the running horse on the racecourse had not slowed down, but Huyan Uwei on the horse's back suddenly He tightened the reins, hooked his feet on the horse's back, and suddenly lowered his waist under the amazed eyes of the scholars. At the same time, his hands followed the horse as he ran, picking up the scattered silver scattered on the ground from time to time.

Huyan Uwei clenched the broken silver tightly in his hand. Even though he was standing upside down at this moment, he could still see the appearance of the ancient scholar who had never seen the world. Pushing hard, just about to get up and return to the original position, the undisguised applause and exclamation of the ancient scholars came out of my ears.

Huyan Uwei straightened his waist, holding the rein in his hand, his brows and eyes were full of satisfaction, he never thought that such a scholar seemed pedantic, but he never thought that he would be so supportive, but he was also a sincere person, knowing how to rely on strength say.

Just when he thought so, he glanced casually to the side, only to see that the young man on the red horse was also galloping on the back of the fast horse, but made even more difficult movements.

Song Yan put his palms against the horse's back, his core tightened to adapt to the tremor of the horse, his chest suddenly raised his breath, and then he kicked his right leg lightly, lying on his side directly on the horse's back, showing an upside-down golden hook on the bay red horse.

Gu Baozhu looked at Song Yan who stretched out his hand neatly, just like the ancient scholar beside him, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded. This scene was really surprising.

When Huyan Uwei performed the unique skills of the Turkic people, Gu Baozhu subconsciously felt that Song Yan might be at a disadvantage. After all, he grew up in the country of Yan, and the purpose of the Turkic movements was not for horse racing, but for various performances.

However, at the next moment, Song Yan's performance made the onlookers even more amazed. They wiped their eyes tacitly, and felt that they really learned a lot from Brother Song Yan today. It turns out that riding skills can be played like this. Or they are too ignorant.

Song Yan exerted strength with his arms and flipped back on the horse's back. He quickly mastered the balance again, and then used his body to support, somersault, and slash, which is what Huyan Wuwei did just now. He also learned to act once.

Huyan Uwei gritted his teeth. These movements are obviously the unique acrobatics of grassland people. He has grown up so much, and he has never seen a foreigner who can master this skill.

Seeing that the prestige that Song Yan was supposed to give Song Yan didn't work, Huyan Uwei puffed up his cheeks fiercely, and lashed the horse's back with the whip in his hand.

These are just small tricks, at most they can add some fun to this competition.

Which of the two of them can win this competition depends on who reaches the finish line first!
Feeling the familiar wind in his ears, Song Yan also raised his long whip, which was different from Huyan Uwei's suffocated breath. At this moment, his expression was focused, and he never cared about the affairs of the outside world. He just raised his eyelids to reveal firm eyes, Keep your eyes on the road ahead.

Gu Baozhu clenched Shen Lanqing's hand tightly, the tension in her eyes couldn't be concealed at all.

Simply, all the scholars present at this time had this expression.

Five laps, four laps, three laps, two laps, the last lap.

Everyone looked at the two contestants on the racecourse, and their eyebrows and eyes even showed anxious expressions.

The white horse raised its front hooves, and under the nervous eyes of the scholars, it steadily crossed the red line and reached the finish line.

The reins in Huyan Uwei's hand were not yet tightened, but when he raised his eyes, he suddenly found that the young man in black and the bay red horse that had dismounted also raised their front hooves, and almost instantly, the two of them crossed the red line at the finish line at the same time.

Song Yan slowly raised his eyelids, his attention fell on the red line, and he glanced at Huyan Uwei beside him, but he just raised his eyebrows, ignoring his embarrassing expression, Song Yan calmed down his breath, and rode to Huyan Uwe gave him a simple fist in front of him.

"Prince Huyan, my country of Yan has always believed that guests who come from afar are friends, and we must make them feel like home, so as not to lose their face."

Song Yan raised his eyebrows, and his tone was calm, but the deep meaning in the words made it impossible for Huyan Uwei to accept.

"We are guests from afar, this is how Yan people treat guests!"

After saying this, Song Yan met Huyan Uwei's unwilling eyes, but he never backed down or moved away.

Huyan Uwei's reaction was completely within Song Yan's expectations, because what he said meant that in order to save the face of the guests, he still had a relationship with Huyan Uwei from the grassland before he did his best. , tied with him in the horse race.

Song Yan never lied, but for a arrogant and stubborn person like Huyan Uwei, these words are naturally difficult to accept!

(End of this chapter)