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Chapter 806 NO.177 I’m optimistic about your capsule. I’ll give it to you later.

One of the common knowledge in Jiemen District: Jockey Girl is an existence that is very consistent with the description of the mainstream group in the extreme east hot-blooded sports comics.

What does it mean?To understand this common sense, you must first understand a common sense in the comics industry:
——First of all, the content of Jidong’s passionate sports comics can easily evolve into superpower battles.

Even more and more sports comics make no secret of this, starting with designs related to Yuaneng.

——Secondly, once it evolves into a superpower battle, there will be a huge gap between the initial combat level and the later combat level.

And this is also the focus of this common sense.

If we were to classify the life stages of the racing girls who normally attend Teresin based on their physical quality, they would undoubtedly be:
Kindergarten - junior high school/high school career, starting training/college preparation for further studies or graduation, preparation for retirement ceremony

There is a huge difference in personality between these three stages.

It is almost equivalent to the protagonist's initial appearance, middle stage, and later stage in the hot-blooded sports comics.

After retiring, the horse girl who has not relaxed her physical fitness and physical requirements is almost equivalent to the father and mother of the protagonists in the early comics.

It is the kind of existence that serves as the background ceiling for the Riddler and his decline in the early stage, and only has the opportunity to challenge it in the later stages of the story.

Unfortunately, Homais knew several such people.

What's even more unfortunate is that one of those few is right here!

Rudolf Symbol, the emperor who once ruled the arena for an entire generation, is still looked forward to by countless fans for her comeback. Everyone knows that her condition has not declined - that is what Symbol of Speed ​​has been doing for a long time. The result of its momentum.

To create momentum is to create momentum, but the statement about the status is true and not false at all.

Omer has a say in this.

He has a direct idea of ​​the power index of high school horse girls, and even has intelligence-level confirmation of the power of horse girls after retiring from college, as well as the measurement of a single example - Sunday Tranquility, who is so angry that he jumps from time to time. The irritable woman who strikes without restraint is a standard that requires him to use the power of the Rainbow Snake God to gain an advantage.

And now, he can clearly feel the power of Rudolph's unconscious control, which is even better than that woman on Sunday Jingjing!
Of course, this may also be because Zhou Jingjing didn't put on a physical body at the beginning, and only used his soul body to simulate physical confrontation, so he was weaker.

Omer was not sure which one of the two men was stronger and which one was weaker when compared under relatively fair conditions.

But what is certain is that her power far exceeds the average adult horse girl at the intelligence level.

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From a gentle embrace to a high-pressure confinement, the change only takes a moment.

Omer originally wanted to describe himself as boiling a frog in warm water, but the actual feeling is that warm water turns into molten iron, so hot that it can turn you into a metal statue.

It's so fast that it doesn't even have a chance to take off, roll, or put up a shield. It's like a Hippolyte.

And his Ultra brothers were still watching the excitement. The leader even shook his head with a look of pity, turned to the junior on the side and said:
"Ged, did you see that if you don't pay attention, you will become a woman's plaything like Homare?"

"Uh... why don't we save Linton-san...?"

"Yes, I think Mr. Linton can still be saved."

"Of course he can be rescued. People who have the nature of nature can't die so easily, but he has to let him suffer, and those girls will change~"

What is this guy who ran away from Princess Amy Lana and is still single and still having an affair with an over-aged girl? !

Damn it, this team is a waste of my youth!

When the eyes were dim, his senses were much sharper than those of little Omer, and he was cursing in his heart.

But in the next moment, the pressure disappeared, and his breathing became smoother. He quickly gasped for breath and drowned out the thought of continuing to curse.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention. I'm really sorry, Linton."

I seem to have heard Miss Rudolph’s very unusual panicked apology. It’s not true. Listen again——

——As soon as he raised his ears, they were wrapped in woven fabric.

Then another kind of tenderness and fragrance gathered together, with Bourbon's uniquely identifiable inorganic tone: "Calculation judgment: If it were not the Master, the President would be involved in a vicious case that injured a trainer."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but it’s clear that this is seeking justice for myself, but Omer can hear a sense of deliberate design in it.

Does this kid... have such sinister attributes?

"Uh...that's true, sorry..."

"Bourbon-san...actually suppressed the president..."

What are you sighing about? Miss Miyu, can you remind Bourbon to turn it over for me?

Little Omer, whose whole face was held in Bourbon's arms, even opening his mouth was a luxury, and breathing became difficult again.

But at least this time he was conscious and able to use some breath-holding techniques.

"Miura-san, are you... holding the opposite position?"

That's right, that's right, that's what I should say, well done, Miss Aiori, no, am I telepathic...?
Little Omer realized again that he was completely capable of saving himself.

But it was said to be an afterthought, which proved that this awareness did not help. Bourbon had already turned him back like a big rag doll, then held him in his arms and said to his beloved Orihime: " Correction completed."

"Yes." Admire Orihime nodded, and then walked over with a serious look on her face.

He raised his hand and pinched Omo's face.

?

No, no, no, no, Li is in Gan Province!As if he heard Omo's heartfelt voice, his hand stopped squeezing.

Start kneading.

Is Li in Gan Province again? !
Seeing this guy's serious expression gradually softening, he began to look happy and even intoxicated that he had never seen before. Even his hands were filled with white and blue light dots that seemed to be soul points, showing the fact that his sister was also attached to his hands.

The P face continued, and the look in his eyes changed from seeing through the mortal world to that of little Omo who had no love in life.

When he finally stood alone in front of Xiao Lu, Zero and Justis, he still had the same P face.

Then when the opponent greets him, he immediately performs a high leaping kick.

"Yo, come back-"

"Yo your head!"

It was a very powerful kick from a knight, but the opponent easily raised his arm to block it.
After all, Sero is a boxing expert, so his reaction is not slow at all, but he obviously still underestimated the child in front of him——

——After the child was blocked by one foot, he immediately stepped on the huge iron coffin that seemed to appear out of thin air. In a moment of waving his elbow horizontally, he looked a little childish but still ferocious and powerful. Transformed into a demon, it distorted the opponent's defensive posture.

“Have you chosen the company that will plan for you?”

The moment of transformation into a demon came and disappeared quickly.

The moment he disappeared, he changed his moves again and hit the opponent's head with a small pink fist.

Pointing and pointing: "You're still here making sarcastic remarks and you won't come to save me."

Then when he was falling naturally, he was grabbed by the other party's hand by the back collar.

"Aren't you very energetic~" The other hand touched Zero's head, with a relaxed smile on his face.

He wasn't angry either.

One is because the opponent punched when he was de-demonized, which originally meant that it was a slapstick nature. The other is that the punch didn't hurt at all, and he didn't even feel any injuries.

It was quite powerful, and a pink punch could knock him from looking straight up to lowering his head, but that was all.

In this room where each other can sit next to each other, Igauri, the character that Zero mimics, undoubtedly represents the toughest body.

Then he grabbed Omo by the back of the collar, and shook him like a cat by the scruff of his neck, pinching a snake seven inches, and he felt even more at ease: "You don't even have the strength to resist, you still need our help?"

"...Let's put him down, Zero."

Just by watching, the good prince of the empire felt that it was rude to drag others around like this, so he subconsciously tried to dissuade him.

"Yes, Mr. Zero," said the super agent, who had always had a good impression of Omer, even though he was trained by him and feared his power, "and there are other ladies here watching..."

Although he probably lost face after hugging him before, Justice felt that there was still a difference between face and face.

If you make it inconvenient for others, you are not very brotherly——

——When he just thought this, he saw the boy waving his fingers out of thin air.

A screen of light appeared, taking on a mirror-like posture, which seemed to suck the boy in the next second.

The window on the side showed the boy once again carrying the huge iron coffin that was transformed from the bracelet with the help of visual misalignment, and slammed it on Zero's back.

He was knocked to the ground, and he sat on his back.

"..." X2
At this time, both Asakura Riku and Justis were speechless.

But even so, Zero didn't mean to fight back again. He just fell to the ground and smiled: "Your hands are really like the Mirror Knight guy."

"Using this kind of power is the concept of counterattack, and your help is the concept of relief. Do you know that you can help at this juncture?" Little Omo, who was sitting cross-legged on Zero's back, said, and then looked at the cracks on the edge of the ground. He sighed and said, "We have to repair the floor later, and I have to ask the office for reimbursement."

Jumping from him to the side, the iron coffin had turned into a bracelet. Then he looked at the girls in the distance who were looking at each other in surprise, and the only little girl who looked timid.

"Mr. Asakura, haven't you told Miss Miyu about your battle past?"

"This is not the same thing..." Asakura Lu, who also noticed Mi Yu, was a little speechless.

I thought to myself that I was fighting to protect the city, and that I had a fight with you in the house after a disagreement and it turned into a physical fight. It was not the same thing.

But Sero waved his hands and said, "It's the same thing. Go talk to that little girl."

"Yeah, don't let her misunderstand everyone."

"... Linton-san, when will you change back to your original self?" Xiao Lu looked at the child subtly, becoming more and more convinced that he had indeed become a child. "The personality change is too big, and I can't adapt to it."

"As you said, I also want to change back to my original appearance. Let's wait and see how tall I can grow after sleeping."

After hearing this, Xiao Lu's expression became even more indescribable. He remained silent and then spoke carefully: "... Linton-san."

"Please tell me." Little Omer, who had calmed down a little, regained his courtesy and said.

"The more you sleep, the taller you will grow..."

Although he was thinking about it, he couldn't find any euphemism, so he simply said, "It's just a lie, sir."

"……really."

(End of this chapter)