Play trumpet in the world of horse racing girl

For example, Akoniko's blackness... is that she is a horse and the other party is a leopard.

Lord Wurong didn't leave with the vodka, but chose to continue sitting where she was sitting just now, because she knew that there were still some people who hadn't arrived, and she needed to take a good look at those people.

As for the show stage, she didn't care about it from the beginning. After all, she didn't need popularity or fans. Her main job was to analyze the situation and then make a plan.

"Tat, ta, ta..." Sure enough, there was another sound of footsteps coming from the other side of the passageway backstage.

Lord Wurong's ears moved, although it was a bit abnormal, but according to the strength and frequency of the stepping on the ground, and the anxiousness of the footsteps, the Lord could almost immediately recognize who it was.

——It was the silent Suzuka who looked like a carrot that had turned into a sperm. Judging by the sound of the opponent's footsteps, he should be in a hurry, as if he was looking for something.

Lord Wurong just continued to sit there without any unnecessary movements, just quietly waiting for Silent Suzuka to come to the door.

Lord Wurong didn't expect it at all. Soon, the anxious Silent Suzuka came out from the corner. Seeing her constantly looking left and right, it was obvious that she was looking for someone.

In fact, since meeting with Lord Wurong that day, Silent Suzuka has been in a very preoccupied state. Those two theories are intertwined in her heart, which always makes her a little upset.

Although Wusheng Suzuka knew very well that what she wanted was a good friend like Xiaote, but Lord Wurong's words and Xiaokangbai's running style always gave her a lot of weird ideas.

Perhaps, the school rule of "one horse takes the lead, ten thousand horses lose light" may really be wrong in some respects, and Xiaokangbai's running method is the biggest violation of this school rule.

Therefore, Silent Suzuka wanted to see Lord Wurong again, not only for his own thoughts, but also for verification, to know whether the other party really had such a theory, and more information about the theory.

When Silent Suzuka walked out of the corner, she immediately saw Lord Wurong who was wearing a black military uniform with many golden patterns on it.

It's just that she looked at the handsome and scumbag Lord Wurong at this moment, but she suddenly froze, looking at the face that seemed to be exactly the same as her impression in disbelief, and asked in a low voice: "You Is it... the Miss Honorless?"

"Well, we meet again." Lord Wurong nodded to Suzuka, didn't say much, but made a tyrant's favorite gesture of embracing his hands, and even raised Erlang's legs, waiting for Silent Suzuka Speak first.

"Really, is that you?"

Silent Suzuka still couldn't believe it. After all, Lord Wurong in her impression was a very sloppy person who didn't like to dress well, and was lazy in every way, and liked to sleep on the park bench.

At the same time, I also like to drink coffee, especially like to drink, but the more I drink, the more sleepy I feel. The coffee in the other person's body is completely like a hypnotic drug.

But now, the Lord Wurong sitting there is like a great sergeant with foresight, and compared to the previous sloppy look who might sell benefits at any time, she is so handsome that Silent Suzuka I can't believe it.

Only then did she discover that Lord Wurong's background is actually very good, but it has been covered up by his slovenly appearance all the time, making people not notice the underside of Lord Wurong.

"So, what's up with you?"

Although he knew the general purpose of Silent Suzuka, Lord Wurong still chose to ask the truth-sometimes, the guy who learns to pretend to be a fool will not be so annoying to others, this is common sense as a human being.

"I...I would like to ask Miss Honorless, who proposed the 'Lonely Throne' theory? Is it your leader, a tyrant?"

"Why do you say that?" Lord Wurong took off his glasses, took out a handkerchief, and began to wipe it.

In fact, she doesn't need this pair of glasses. The biggest use of this pair of glasses in daily life is to camouflage her own state, and at certain times, she can use the reflection to cover her eyes.

But now, she doesn't need this mask-like glasses, at least not for the time being.

"I don't know much about the 'Kingdom', and I've only heard a little about the tyrant..." Silent Suzuka sighed. As for the 'Kingdom', it can be said that none of them neon horse girls really understand .

After all, the previous neon was really close to the feeling of playing with oneself. They really didn't pay much attention to foreign horse racing competitions and horse racing associations.

"However, I also know that the legendary tyrant is a very powerful racehorse girl! It is rumored that she was the strongest in the British horse racing world at that time, a direct descendant of the solar eclipse, and the strongest who inherited all of the solar eclipse... "

Solar eclipse, a legend in the horse racing world, is incomparably powerful, the original creator of the principle of "one horse takes the lead, ten thousand horses lose light", and is also a legendary existence that scares other horse racing girls in the second half of his life. Mother's idol.

However, it was precisely these understandings that made Silent Suzuka think of a series of stories as soon as they were combined—the tyrant who was said to be a direct descendant of the solar eclipse was probably the creator of the theory of "Lonely Throne", a negation The existence of the "leading the way" theory.

why?Perhaps the second half of Eclipse's racing career?The powerful force made other racehorse girls avoid Qi, and the so-called racing career became a completely smooth road. After taking the lead, the one who stepped on the throne only felt lonely.

Perhaps it was this opportunity that allowed her descendants to inherit this kind of thinking, so she denied the theory of "leading the way".

Being strong is not necessarily a good thing, this kind of strength is sometimes the barrier between the horse girls, because the relationship between the horse girls is competition after all—just like the neon derby is stepping on the dreams of other horse girls as a stepping stone, One of the rep races to set yourself up for success.

"Leading the lead" is indeed the best word to describe the horse racing world, but Silent Suzuka wants to know more about the "Lonely Throne" theory than this theory.

"I know quite a lot—indeed, Lord Tyrant is the direct bloodline of Eclipse, he is the heir of the orthodox British horse racing powerhouse, and he is also the child of the creator of your school rules." Lord Wurong nodded. The origin of the system is indeed set in this way, so she is the big brother in the British horse racing world.

Although realistically speaking, super racehorses like eclipse will be dragged to have a football team or something, and then there is definitely nothing to say about the bloodline problem. After all, you are of the eclipse bloodline, and the other side is not ?This is not a time-limited draw card, the kind that doesn't wait until it expires.

——However, this is the world of horse racing girls. As a horse racing girl, Eclipse can't carry out big crossbreeding. Her blood can only circulate within a certain range, and the remaining three goddesses can think about it.

And the system directly turned the tyrant into a direct bloodline of the eclipse, that is, successfully became the big brother of the British horse racing world, a powerful bloodline heir, which is why the tyrant can become a high-level British horse racing world without a record.

"And it was Lord Tyrant who put forward the theory of the 'Lonely Throne'. Racehorse girls should not blindly pursue faster and stronger. Sometimes, pretending to be stupid and deliberately slowing down is also the right choice."

"Just like you, Silent Suzuka, you are always very fast, and you can easily open a few positions with other horse girls, but your friendship and communication basically rely on trainers and roommates. Hard, isn't it?"

Lord Wurong pointed out the problem in the other party's heart, so Silent Suzuka had to nod to her after a moment of silence.

"So, what do you want? I guess, you want to meet the Lord Tyrant, right?" Lord Wurong finished wiping his glasses, looked up at Silent Suzuka in front of him, and waited for him answer.

Her glasses narrowed slightly, without the cover of the glasses, her gaze was as sharp as a pair of sharp knives, piercing into Silent Suzuka's heart, making her tremble all over, and then nodded obediently.

"...Yes, I know this is rude, I know, this may not meet the requirements, but, I want...to meet the legendary tyrant!"

"Indeed, this is not in line with etiquette. After all, according to the previous situation, it is not easy for a racehorse girl who is better than you to meet the tyrant. After all, the top management of the British horseracing industry is not easy to see."

Lord Rongrong nodded, and slowly folded the brackets of the glasses, as if he was planning to put the glasses away.

"...I know, so I'm just hoping. Even if it doesn't work, I still want to ask you to meet somewhere. I really hope to learn more about your theories." Eclipse Bloodline, a high-level executive in the British horse racing industry, Existence in the legend - After such a round, Silent Suzuka also knew that this is not something that can be seen in a few words.

Such an existence, if you want to meet, you probably have to write a report, then hand it in, and review it for a few weeks, right?Or wait for the moment when the other party takes the initiative to appear before you can see the other party?Or see if you can squeeze through under the crowd of fans.

Silent Suzuka sighed, it is still very difficult to understand this...

"Then it's getting late, I have to leave first." Lord Wurong stood up, took out a pair of black leather gloves from his pocket, and put them on his hands.

"Hmm..." Suzuka nodded, and finally watched Lord Wurong's back slowly leaving, and sighed again, even though that back was very handsome and charming, she was not interested in watching it.

Just when Wusheng Suzuka was about to leave and returned to the Spica team, she suddenly found that the glasses that Lord Murong had just cleaned were placed on the chair in good condition and had not been taken away by herself... …

143. The game is ready to start

Lord Wurong didn't care about the next thing.

After all, that's how things are. If the other party's intelligence is not much lower than that of a monkey who can understand things with three taps on the head, then Lord Wurong can only admit that this plan has failed , have to start another plan.

Although he didn't see the third person he wanted to see, it didn't matter, Lord Wurong didn't force this situation.

Anyway, she already understood the general situation of the other party, and then it will be up to each other according to their own abilities. It doesn't matter if they win, and it doesn't matter if they lose. She never cares about her own wins or losses.

So what if you win?So what if we lose?Lord Wurong would never understand these things. For her, these thoughts that the horse race girl should have been thinking about, but they are still not as delicious as the small skewers fried by cheap oil and water from the roadside vendors.

"Template, isn't it amazing?" Although they are all the same person in a sense, after all, the soul in them is the same, but the personality guidance of the templates also makes the templates get different thinking results.

This kind of situation is really like schizophrenia. For example, the one-horned miracle will consider winning and losing, but Lord Wurong can't understand it, but the thinking path of the two is the same in the end.

The template is amazing...

Therefore, most of the templates don't know about Lord Rongrong's considerations—because she is a heterogeneity like the Holy Golem, and problem children and ordinary racehorse girls can't understand the heterogeneity's thoughts.

Under the expectant eyes of the narrator and countless audiences, the expressionless Lord of Glory walked slowly onto the stage on catwalks.

Wearing a black military uniform, her gray hair was tied into a high ponytail, and the golden feather hair ornament was tied next to her right ear, making her look more like a male and female than a racehorse girl. A handsome soldier.

If it weren't for all the bulges to make her gender obvious, maybe she really became the legendary androgynous type like this.

"Is that the Lord of Glory? I heard that he is a very mysterious one in the 'Kingdom'?"

"It looks so handsome!"

"... There is a very dangerous feeling, don't you feel it?"

"No? Are you hallucinating?"

The audience in the audience talked a lot about the Lord of Glory standing on the show stage, but most of them were foreigners. After all, they came to see the power of the legendary Lord of Glory, not like most neon audiences. It's here to cheer on the other racehorse girls.

And Lord Wurong simply stood on the display stage without any unnecessary movements, because she also knew that these guys were only here to see her running style, and for her victory or defeat...

In their hearts, they have already made up their minds, or in their eyes, there is no possibility at all for a mere debut match, right?

So Lord Wurong also wanted to perform more. After standing on the display stage for a few seconds, she turned her head and left the display stage.

"What, that guy..." Seeing Lord Wurong's unresponsive appearance, Yamato Chiji couldn't help but folded his arms and pouted unhappily.

"It's such a stinky feeling, she looks like she doesn't want to be on stage at all, as if someone else forcibly dragged her up."

"Hmm... I always feel that guy looks very strange... But, I don't know how to describe it." Special Zhou shook her head. She felt very strange about Lord Wurong's attitude, but what was it that surprised him for a while? I can't say it for a while.

Is it horror?dark?Still calm?Um... what's that word?How should it be described.

"Sorry, I've been away for too long." Just when she didn't know how to describe it during the special week, Silent Suzuka finally returned to the team. Judging by her expression, she was indeed much more relaxed than when she was next to the arena at the beginning.

"Suzuka-chan! Feeling better?"

"It's okay, since we're back, let's go to the auditorium and wait together." Okino nodded at Silent Suzuka, it seemed that the other party's condition was indeed a little better, sure enough, what kind of psychiatrist or something No need at all.

Especially the guy Sheng Jiweng, how could he boldly hand over his students to the other party?It's not bad if you don't go to the door to find fault.

"Okay." Suzuka nodded, but subconsciously touched his pocket at the back of his waist with his hand—in it, there was a pair of glasses that he picked up just now...

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"Welcome everyone to the scene of today's debut competition. To be honest, the popularity of this competition seems to be quite high! The auditorium is almost full!"

"Yeah...it's so crowded." Sitting in the auditorium, the emperor of the East China Sea sighed helplessly. He didn't expect that the game he watched could be more crowded than those GI stadiums...

Of course, it doesn't mean that the number of people is so exaggerated, but this arena really can't accommodate so many people!However, there are more and more spectators in these arenas, and those from other countries have come all the way.

"Come on, just let it go, you can't ask me to compete with these audiences in an offline King of Fighters game, can you?" The one-footed man shrugged his shoulders, and sighed in his heart that it's fortunate that McQueen didn't come, otherwise the position I really can't sit still.

Just look at the unicorn Miracle and the two brothers, can't they just squeeze in the back row now?People still have standing tickets, and they don't even have seats. It's really greedy.

Now the entire arena is full of spectators from various regions. Since the "Kingdom" started to act on this land, more and more people have been attracted.

Especially in the UK, a large group of people really came out to watch the situation of "National" strongly. After all, according to the revision of the system, although "National" bears the name of the mob's subordinates, no one knows what the real level is. have no idea.

Therefore, most of these people came to observe the "Kingdom" game. Although the white knight lost and Ai's big forklift showed hips, but as the so-called right-hand man's blade, her performance was indeed a standard fish frying situation.

In that race without any suppression, it was as terrifying as an S horse running the plot level of Chapter 1. It was so powerful that it was a perfect fish fry game. Those horse girls who fell behind lost without even seeing her tail. game.

And now, it's Lord Wurong's turn—although there is still an Adam Herald, most people choose to ignore that Adam Herald.

After all, the Adam Herald has no information at all, so for them, it simply means that they are not worth watching, so they don't look forward to Adam's game.

Under the watchful eyes of countless spectators, Lord Wurong slowly walked into the preparation area of ​​the competition. Looking at her unhurried pace, no matter which horse race girl present, he could see this guy There is no sense of urgency about the game.

Do you think it's a sure thing?Or some other idea, the other horse girls don't know, but seeing her indifferent appearance, they feel that this guy probably hasn't thought about the process of the race from the beginning.

Lord Wurong glanced expressionlessly at all the contestants present. Although everyone enjoyed their eyes for less than a second, in Lord's opinion, this was enough—at least enough for her to see the horses clearly. The general situation of the mother.

After that, Lord Wurong, who didn't even do warm-up exercises, walked directly into the gate just like that before everyone else. The overall time from her appearance to entering the gate was less than 3 minutes, which can be said to have created a new historical record. short.

This is indeed another new scene. After all, horse racing girls will try their best to warm up before the start of a horse race. Run a little faster in the race later.

But Lord Wurong walked directly into the gate without any expression, which made the horse race girls and the audience curious.Or have you given up on treatment?

"...This guy is really strange." Vodka looked at Lord Wurong who had already entered the gate, and sighed a little speechlessly. He really did not expect such a strange opponent.

"Indeed, this guy is too strange."

"Huh—huh?" Vodka immediately raised his head after hearing someone answering himself, and immediately saw an acquaintance who he definitely knew even though the other party might not know him.

Surprised, Vodka pointed at the racehorse girl next to him, and shouted, "It's you! Great warrior!"

That's right, the one who came is the ordinary neon horse girl who has been defeated and defeated repeatedly—the great warrior!Today, she came to such a competition again, to challenge the "country", and at the same time, she hoped that she could get rid of the title of the invincible brave.

"...I know you, the members of the Spica team, right? Although I heard that you have been competing with them, but when it comes to the competition field, I still think everyone should rely on their own abilities."

The great warrior waved her hand. Of course, she knew that this unlucky team was beaten by the "National Kingdom", and it hadn't won except for the Black Knight and the special week. It can be said to be extremely unlucky.

But no matter what, she didn't plan to have too much interaction with the other party, after all, a race or something is a one-person performance.

Moreover, the black knight in their team is their target!If you can't rely on your own strength to defeat the black knight, then wouldn't all your training these days be wasted?

"Then, I'll go in too." The great warrior waved his hand at the vodka, and then walked into the gate like a Lord of Glory, ready to race.

There was still a lot of words in his heart, but Vodka, who didn't say a word, scratched the back of his head and curled his lips: "What's all this..."

144. Lord of Glory's Horror

With some uneasiness, Vodka walked into the gate in front of him.

The black barbed wire cut off the contact of the horse girls inside, and at the same time seemed to imprison every horse girl in a lonely cage, as if it was expressing to them-you will have to rely entirely on yourself for the next road to run.

No teammates, no friendship, although the road to competition is said to be friendship first and competition second, but on this road of proving one's dream, who would care?

Standing in the gate, Vodka took a deep breath to make himself calmer. The cold air rushed through his lungs, and the air seemed to be a little humid.

—Is it going to rain?Even though it was still sunny at first, Vodka muttered dissatisfiedly in his heart.

Then, Vodka standing inside the gate subconsciously glanced in the direction of the great warrior and Lord Gloryless.

The dense barbed wire cut the line of sight, and the three contestants blocked Vodka and the two of them. They were still making some subtle preparations. These preparations made Vodka unable to see the state of Lord Wurong and the great warrior.