Play trumpet in the world of horse racing girl

Such a big gap made the brave warrior feel that his legs were starting to weaken for a while, as if ice cubes were placed next to the stove, and her leg bones felt like they were about to melt completely in such a terrible breath.

In contrast, even Lord Wurong, who killed the great warrior before, became less scary. After all, compared with the existence in front of him, the warrior felt that he felt the eyes and momentum of Lord Wurong, In an instant, it became much simpler than pediatrics.

"Step, step, step..." The heavy footsteps that belonged to the heavy running shoes echoed in the corridor, and every time it sounded, it was as loud as a wooden stake hitting a big bell in the heart of the great warrior, making her heart beat All slow down.

The great warrior didn't know who the opponent was, but the terrifying Lord of Glory walked in front of him as if he had turned into a guard, and the person next to him, who didn't know whether it was a human or a horse girl, was also walking towards the great warrior. Warriors approach here.

It was like a king who came out to inspect—inexplicably, this idea began to occupy the mind of the great warrior, making her feel more and more that the other party was like a king, a powerful king who stood on a high place and overlooked countless people.

Finally, with the sound of footsteps approaching, this black horror finally came to the big warrior. His red eyes looked down at the big man whose legs were trembling ten thousand times more fiercely than the drilling machine on the construction site. In front of the warrior.

The person who came was one of the high-level officials in the British horse racing world who had been squatting in the villa and raining unscientifically every day. He was also the only BOSS-level existence in the dark horse racing world—the tyrant!

After squatting at home for a long time, the tyrant finally mastered a little way to control his aura. He succeeded in going from opening the window to quiet the world to going out to quiet the world, which can be described as a huge improvement.

Therefore, the tyrant recently decided to go out for a walk, and it is not a problem to be locked in the villa. I always feel that if this continues, even if it is a tyrant, mushrooms will grow on his armor.

Coincidentally, in "Kingdom", except for the silly dog ​​in the Herald Adam, all other racehorse girl templates have already run. In a sense, it is indeed time for "Kingdom" to enter a new stage.

As the BOSS of this field, the tyrant naturally felt that he could make an appearance, and it should be regarded as a small reward for this group of people who finally finished the "novice tutorial" level. But it's not a small fight.

Because then, the fish frying game is over!What Tereson College is about to face is the "country" that will no longer continue to fry fish in the low-end game. Let those little girls get ready!

"..." At this time, the tyrant stood still in front of the great warrior. The poor little girl was frightened by the tyrant's aura and trembled, as if she was about to lose her standing.

At the same time, the tyrant's tall figure was much taller than almost everyone in Leisen College, so she had to lower her head to see this little girl who was only around the average line of a racehorse girl, and this also made the big warrior feel More pressure.

"I've heard about you..." The tyrant's face didn't change in any way, she lowered her head slightly, and looked at the trembling warrior amidst the crowd of Lord Wurong and Jian.

"You are one of the fellow players in the first match of the Black Knight, named the Great Warrior, right?"

"Then that...you, are you?" The big warrior was trembling all over, as if he had completely turned into an old-fashioned soymilk machine, and he was still making soymilk.

"...the tyrant—I suppose you should know?"

"Tyrant!" The great warrior was shocked, who doesn't know about the tyrant now? The boss of "National", a high-level executive in the British horse racing industry, I heard that the thief is a powerful figure, the kind who single-handedly kills the Arc de Triomphe. Although she is a big warrior who trains every day and has no time to swipe her phone, how could she not know about this kind of thing? ?

After all, people are jumping on their faces. If they don't know, the great warriors can find a piece of sugar cube and kill themselves. As for why it is sugar cube, it is because they can taste some sweetness before death.

"Know? That's good—I heard that you are one of the opponents of the Black Knight's debut competition, and you are good at running away from horses." The tyrant nodded, with a look of a little recognition of the other party, but this did not let How much does the big warrior feel better.

"...that girl's running style...you seem to be planning to imitate her and surpass her, right?"

"Oh?!" The big warrior suddenly looked confused, although he really planned to do this, but... how should I put it, I feel that the more I learn, the less I can learn. I am not as talented as that special week, and I shouted, I learned almost the same moves.

It's just that during some training, I just figured out a special running method called [Rocket Flying Fist] by myself.

But... This running method is still far from the black knight's running method. Compared with the black knight's running method, it is more like the white knight's running method.

But how did the big man, the tyrant, know?Myself, have I been paid attention to by such a big man?A horse race girl who has never even won a race in her debut, a horse race girl who has been defeated repeatedly, will she be paid attention to by a big man like a tyrant?

At the same time, when the great warrior had this thought, Lord Wurong next to the great warrior showed a smile of unknown meaning, as if he was laughing at something very happy.

"Imitation is indeed a way to temporarily improve the level, but it is very difficult to surpass."

"Your capital doesn't seem to allow you to do this, does it?" The tyrant looked up and down the big warrior. This horse girl's own situation is not bad, and she belongs to the type with a little foundation, but it is only a little foundation.

The opponent may indeed have an advantage over other racehorse girls. Her leg speed is slightly faster and her lung capacity is also larger. She is suitable for running for medium and long distances to escape horses.

However, these advantages are indeed not as good as the templates. The abilities of the templates... According to Lord Wurong's analysis, they are all eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their special abilities, showing off all kinds of bells and whistles.

Just like the bad joke [Conspiracy and Trick], just imagine which horse race girl would throw banana peels on the field to harm the opponent?Still the type that guarantees that the opponent will just slide away instead of slipping on the spot.

"I, I really..." The great warrior knew that he really didn't have those talents, he didn't have the enviable strength of the Black Knight, and he didn't have the kind of teaching that the Black Knight received.

In most cases, she trains by herself. Although there is a trainer, the trainer can't really take care of her completely, so she can only become stronger by herself.

Especially when the trainer said that he was no match for the Black Knight, and it would be better to give up chasing that goal... How could it be possible!It is impossible for me to give up!I am a great warrior, so it is impossible for me to just give up halfway like this. How is that different from those ordinary horse race girls who are doing nothing?

Thinking of this, the great warrior's legs didn't tremble so much anymore, as if he was forcibly aroused by himself. Although he couldn't stop his fear, it did slow down.

"But, I, I don't want to, let go, give up!" The great warrior stammered and said these words to the tyrant. She didn't know what the tyrant meant, but she just wanted to show that she just couldn't give up!

If you can't win the debut race, you can't win the debut race, but you want to give up?Unless the leg is broken!

"Oh? Don't you give up? It's not bad. Although the strength is lacking, the idea is indeed something to look forward to." The tyrant looked at the big warrior and nodded slightly. He was frightened and stuttered and said so, not pretending I really do.

However, considering the existence of the horse race girl, the tyrant thinks that there is a high probability that he really thinks so, right?

"However, the black knight's girl's running style is not suitable for you. Her running style needs to be better after chasing horses-if you want a better running style, then, take courage, and after two days Come to the villa area for an interview."

The tyrant crossed his arms, and after saying this to the great warrior, he raised his head, glanced at Lord Wurong and the blade, and the two templates instantly understood, and turned around again. Turn around and start to move forward with the tyrant.

It wasn't until the three black figures walked away with the shocking footsteps that the great warrior who couldn't feel the oppressive feeling like the sky was falling finally came to his senses and took a big breath of moist air. After airing, he sat down on the ground, regardless of whether the ground was dirty or not.

"Okay, it's so scary, is that a tyrant? I, I can't even walk..." The big warrior covered his heart, panting heavily, lamenting that there is no tyrant and where there is a tyrant, Even the air has such a big difference.

When facing the tyrant, she couldn't feel her legs anymore, as if she was going to fall to the ground completely in the next moment-although this sounds exaggerated, but the big warrior felt that other racehorse girls faced the tyrant , I'm afraid, even to enter the gate, someone else needs to help carry her in, right?

"Two days later, the villa area...?" Recalling the words of the tyrant just now, the great warrior suddenly realized—for some reason, he suddenly had the option of boarding a pirate ship.

This thief boat is going to face many horse girls on Neon's side, but it is strong and powerful, so it is likely to be able to easily deal with ordinary horse girls, and it may make itself very powerful.

So, this thief ship, should I get on or not?

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"Really, I was too careless. I didn't expect that Lord of Glory would use such a tactic..." In the waiting room on the other side of the arena, Vodka, who was soaked in water, wiped the rain with a towel while facing his teammates muttering.

"Indeed, that kind of surprise attack ability is completed in a few seconds. It must have been planned for a while."

Okino also nodded, he didn't expect this Lord Wurong to exist like a dagger, if he didn't use his sword, it would be fine, if he did, he would seriously injure someone.

"Such an opponent is really terrifying." Special Zhou patted his chest. Lord Wurong is indeed a very terrifying opponent. The sudden surprise attack and terrifying momentum are definitely several times more powerful than the blocking boulder.

But if she blocked the boulder and didn't release the water, she must have failed to win the debut race today, right?This dark horse racing world is really scary.

"Crack——" At this moment, the door lock of the lounge where everyone was sitting suddenly crackled, and then it was pushed open by a person.

"I heard that you are talking about me?" Lord Wurong, who has recovered her casual look, walked into the lounge with a smile, but even if she is just like this now, it makes everyone take a step back subconsciously.

After all, this Lord of Glory is a poisoned dagger, Okino thinks it is possible to injure someone or something violently.

Among them, the black knight reacted the most. When he saw Lord Wurong coming in, his pupils shrank, he took several steps back, and hid behind Special Zhou on the spot.

The Lord looked at the black knight's reaction and smiled with satisfaction: "Don't panic, I'm not here to look for you today. After all, the person who came today is a big shot."

"Big shot?" Golden Boat reached into his backpack and took out an umbrella from it as one of the things he might need later.

"It's me." A sonorous voice came from outside the door, followed by endless wires and the footsteps of those heavy running shoes.

A black figure walked in slowly in front of everyone in the Spica team...

"Long time no see, Black Knight..."

148. Meeting with the Tyrant and He

"Long time no see, Black Knight." Accompanied by the heavy footsteps that could not be ignored at all, a terrifying coercion, and a black figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

The black figure is taller than all the horse girls present. The height of about 1.8 meters can be said to be absolutely crushing for these fledgling little girls. Not very comparable to the appearance of the other party.

"...Hey, this guy, is he a liar?" Even the Golden Ship, who is often out of tune, has turned pale at this time, not only because of the terrifying coercion brought by the other party, but also because the other party just of various situations.

The big shots, the black knights, those who come in surrounded by the honorless lords of the dark horse racing world...

These signs, together with the team who remembered who the "country" was, and this unparalleled sense of coercion, the golden ship almost quickly came to a conclusion.

"Masaka—you, you are, a tyrant, right?" Golden Boat held his backpack full of banknotes tightly with one hand, and took out an umbrella from it with the other hand—there was a lot of money in it. It's all her hard-earned money, so it can't be robbed by the dark horse racing world!

"Bao, tyrant?!" Silent Suzuka was taken aback when he heard this, looked at the golden boat holding the umbrella in his hand as a weapon, and then at the expressionless Lord Wurong next to him.

And Lord Wurong turned his head and showed an imperceptible smile to Silent Suzuka. In addition, almost everyone's attention was focused on the tyrant at this moment, so no one noticed.

"British horse racing executives, the legendary tyrant?!" Okino clenched the lollipop in his mouth, and the poor plastic stick seemed to be about to break because of Okino's hard bite at this moment.

And in the special week, his eyes narrowed suddenly. He didn't expect that the team had just finished the game, and the legendary tyrant would kill him directly.

"...Xiao Kangbai, don't look at it." Although Dahe Chiji was also trembling with fright, she turned her head to look at Xiaokangbai who had just sat on the ground at her feet, and she moved a bit to block Xiaokangbai as much as possible. Sight.

The black tyrant crossed his arms, and his red eyes, like a scanner, slowly turned, scanning every racehorse girl and trainer present, observing all aspects of them.

Special Zhou who is standing in front of the black knight, the silent Suzuka with erratic eyes, Yamato Akatsuki who is in front of Xiao Yasushi to cover her eyes, the golden boat with a backpack and an umbrella in his hand, raised his fist as if It's vodka ready to fight...

Not bad - but, not enough, not enough to face Lord Wurong and the others, not enough to face the tyrant, even if it is released, it is not enough.

Immediately, the tyrant nodded slowly: "...It's true, I am the tyrant you think of."

"...I really didn't expect, what is the tyrant coming to our side for?" Okino took a deep breath, took out the only plastic stick left in his mouth that was bitten and was about to break, and threw it in In the trash can next to it.

He is also panicking now, the aura of the tyrant is extraordinary, even if he doesn't touch his legs, just looking at him, Okino can feel the unimaginable strength.

The kind of strength that a trainer can't train with all his life.

'What an exaggerated momentum, even I can't help but sit on the ground, how strong is this guy? Beads of sweat kept falling on Okino's head, the tyrant's strength really exceeded his expectations.

But he must be calm, after all, calm... After all, no one knows what this tyrant is planning to do. If a reliable adult falls, who will fall next?Your team members?

"What are you doing? Heh, I thought you guys already figured it out." Hearing this sentence, the tyrant lowered his head slightly and let out a laugh.

Afterwards, she raised her head again and looked at the black knight behind Te Zhou, but when those red eyes moved over, she was so frightened that Te Zhou, who was not particularly bold in the first place, trembled all over and almost sat down go down.

"The first thing to do, of course, is to meet my old acquaintances—in a sense, I also have to thank you for taking care of my younger sister."

"...Take care? Sister Sister? Wait, you..."

Feiyuan suddenly discovered this huge amount of information!The only one in the team that could be regarded as having something to do with the dark horse racing world was——for a split second, everyone's eyes were on the black knight hiding behind Te Zhou, as if they were seeing live gossip news.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Although there are settings about tyrants, the soul is well input into [Noble Birth], but no matter what, there will be places that are not taken into account.

For example, the tyrant's background was only known as a senior member of the British horse racing industry, and then the system turned the tyrant into one of the top managers of the British horse racing industry, and his blood was still the blood of the most powerful person in the British horse racing industry.

By the way, the system also directly brought in the black knight, who had nothing to do with him at all, and turned him into a member of the tyrant's family. It can be said how outrageous and coquettish he was, so that the soul could not understand.

But this is indeed an additional reason for the soul to let the tyrant target the Spica team. After all, since his sister is on the opposite side, isn't it wrong that he doesn't come to target the team?

"..." The black knight didn't speak, but slowly lowered his head, as if he didn't really want to talk, but just wanted to be silent to everyone.

"Still don't want to see me? Forget it, I don't care about these things, after all...just me is enough." The expression on the tyrant's face remained unchanged, and there was no slight fluctuation due to the black knight's reaction, as if he was very angry. Don't mind the same.

"But no matter what, the first thing I want to do here is to express my gratitude to everyone for taking care of my sister, so I allow you to ask some questions."

How can I actually give help to the enemy camp, am I very gentle?The tyrant continued to stare blankly at every horse girl in front of him. Anyway, as long as the questions didn't involve those he hadn't made up, he would probably answer them.

After all, judging from the current situation, it is not bad to use the tyrant as the boss of this field. Although you can run away from the hypocrite, it is useless if you run away, right?One tyrant is enough for these guys.

"Can I ask questions?" Okino frowned, and asked the tyrant directly, it was really something that I didn't even dare to think about before, but now this kind of thing is actually in front of me?

However, this must be a problem with a bottom line. I am afraid that this tyrant is not so benevolent, and he can tell everything. If the bottom line is touched, it may be counterproductive.

"I think, I know why, Xiao Hei is like this." Special Zhou was the first to speak. While protecting the black knight behind her, she tried not to shift her eyes to stare at the tyrant, trying not to look so imposing .

It's just that her tone was not very firm, her legs were trembling, and her head was sweating continuously. No matter how you looked at it, she didn't have much momentum to speak of.

Such a look made the tyrant narrow his eyes slightly, and such a slight change in the tyrant's eyes made Special Zhou feel even more terrifying and under tremendous pressure.

This kind of pressure...it's like a big rock is pressing on it, it's about to be squeezed flat...

"Is she? It's just something about education. If you want to know more, wouldn't it be better to ask her yourself? But I can only tell you that that matter has something to do with the lord."

"Lord?" Chuan Zhou was stunned, then glanced at Lord Wurong next to him, and Lord Wurong returned a cold stare without emotion at all.

The lord will not answer, it is better to say that although this question seems to be urgent, in fact, the soul has not been made up until now, or it has not been made up completely.

It's like the speed of an author's brain hole always surpassing the speed of his detailed layout and real writing speed. Until now, the soul doesn't know how to make up a reason with decent enough details.

Therefore, the lord will not answer, even if he wants to answer, he must be defeated, right?Want to know these details at this stage?I'm afraid I'm not thinking too much.

"...Then, I want to ask, Ms. Tyrant, what do you want to do about your affairs? The small temple of Neon should not be able to accommodate you few big Buddhas?" Okino thought for a while After that, I decided not to think about the special week. After all, it is really difficult to get news from Lord Wurong at this stage.

Instead of understanding that, it is better to understand more detailed information, such as the real purpose of the dark horse racing world - of course, if you can ask.

"About this question, I think I have already told Rudolph the symbol? It's just an experiment, an experiment about the running and evolution of racehorse girls." The purpose of the dark racing world.

Experiments include experiments on miracles, experiments on various situations of fantasy species, and experiments on the possibility of miracles being mastered by race horse girls.

Because when looking up Adam's information, the tyrant discovered the mystery and determined the real purpose of the dark horse racing world in Neon. I have to say that I am really grateful for the inspiration Adam brought.

"Experiment?" Okino didn't understand, what kind of experiment is it that even a strong man like a tyrant would come to visit in person?But if it's really an experiment... Tsk, this is really an unlucky and hopeless situation.

What does it matter to you to destroy you?

"As for the third question... I'd better answer you directly. My blood is the blood of the top horse girl in the British horse racing world—the blood of the solar eclipse."

"Eclipse?!"

Hearing this name, except for Silent Suzuka, who already knew about it, and Special Week, who didn't know anything, several members of the Spica team widened their eyes almost instantly, and looked at the person in front of them in disbelief. tyrant.

Special Zhou blinked his not-so-intelligent big eyes, thinking about the people next to him and asked, "Well, what is a solar eclipse?"