Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

"Please do as you please, we will also seek an explanation from the central government, why should we detain our group of normal students watching the game." Aili Suzi was not afraid.

Under the puzzled eyes of the surrounding audience, the group of horse girls left the scene.

Clutching his sore arm, Manchester City Cafe stood up and patted the dust off his skirt.

"It's okay."

Alice asked.

Manchester City Cafe turned his head, not wanting to look at her.

"What a perfect plan, relying on the special paint that I made in my boring time to conceal the truth, no one found out how Miss 'Friend' appeared on the field. It allowed her to participate in the competition and measure the data normally. It is a win-win situation." Ah, gratifying, gratifying, gratifying."

The unapologetic voice aroused a revulsion in Manchester City Cafe, and she questioned:

"Aren't you afraid of exposing our relationship by doing this?"

If the other party really informs the central government, he and Aili Tachyon will definitely be suspected.

"Don't worry, I will deal with the follow-up matters, and you can do as usual."

I don't understand at all what is hidden in her dull dark red eyes

"Arisuko, you bastard, what are you trying to do..."

Hearing this, Erisiko smiled meaningfully.

"You will know later, don't worry, it may not be a bad thing for you and your 'friend'—"

She just wanted to experiment.

Everything is part of the experiment.

Eri Tachyon's eyes turned to the arena.

Come on, Miss 'Friend', what kind of surprise can you bring me today.

……

"Did it really appear! The horse lady who signed the black ghost! Appeared in the arena again—!"

The host slapped the table and yelled.

She also saw the commotion in the auditorium, but this side of the arena attracted more attention.

She had been notified in advance that if the interception failed, there was no need to worry about it, just put the opponent in the commentary, proceed with the process normally, and just wait for the end of the game.

I knew it.

Seeing the black figure that suddenly appeared, the corners of Narita Shirato's mouth rose.

You said you would appear on the field, then there is nothing that can stop you!

Close to the inner side of the track, Yuzao Cross opened his mouth slightly, a little surprised in his heart.

It was the first time for her to feel the opponent appearing on the field at such a close distance.

It's incredible.

The culprit that plunged the entire arena into darkness is here!

But... what's going on?

Tamamo narrowed her eyes.

The feeling the other party gave her was somewhat different from the previous few times.

Every time this black ghost appears on the stage, this black ghost will give people a strong sense of oppression, like a hungry lion and tiger, standing by as a predator, just breathing is creepy.

But now, she lost her aggressive posture and became a bit ordinary, her aura was also insignificant.

Obviously not just the Tamamo cross, but also the symbol of Sirius who once fought the black horse girl, Oguri hat, and the heroine of Dinah, etc., all have similar feelings.

The momentum of the black horse girl changed.

Much more sluggish than before.

Her proud character is gone.

why?

Yuzao was puzzled, and neither were the others.

But soon, they found the reason.

"This is not where you should come!!"

"Get out of the arena—!"

"Cheating by violating the rules, do you deserve to win!?"

"Get out!!"

Unbearable voices sounded one after another.

What surrounded Ma Niang was not cheers, nor surprises, but yelling and cursing.

This is the first time since the establishment of the [Shining Series], there was such a strong booing sound on the field.

Even if in the past, the most popular racehorse girl had a poor ranking, this kind of thing would never happen.

Winning and losing are common occurrences for racehorse girls.

The body entrusted with dreams will sink to the ground one day.

Everyone understands this, and the audience embraces it.

They may feel sorry for Ma Niang's failure, but they will not reprimand them for it.

But now, this situation is unbelievable!

Listening to the curses directed at the black horse girls in the arena, and the voices of other horse girls shouting for victory in order to ridicule each other.

The players on the field fell silent while running.

This...is not the stage they wanted.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the aura of the black horse girl was weakened like never before.

Curse and hatred.

There are no supporters for her here.

There are only endless 'enemies'.

1Chapter 17 Seeing but not seeing

"Sure enough..."

Crystal sharp purple eyes looked towards the field, and Rudolph's gaze stayed on the black figure.

She had thought about what kind of attitude the other party would respond to the central government.

Should they succumb to the words they spread and leave the arena, or should they fight the central government to the end until one side completely surrenders.

The black horse girl resolutely chose the latter.

It was irrational, but Rudolph felt that this choice best suited her character.

How could the rebellious attitude she showed that night be swayed by other people's words.

But even so, Rudolph still clenched his fists tightly when there was a wave of attacks like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

Language has a stronger power than imagined.

It can rekindle the belief in living in a dying patient, and it can also destroy the spirit of a strong man who has experienced many battles, causing him to be seriously injured.

In the arena, hearing the cheers and encouragement from others, there are not a few horse girls who renew their strength and surpass their limits.

Spirit is also the food for the racehorse girl to move forward.

But what if... the situation is quite the opposite.

Rudolph listened to the voice of the black horse girl.

Every sentence, every word, is like a sharp and invisible carving knife, exploiting the other party's strength.

I don’t know if you understand that no matter how proud and arrogant a person is, one day he will be crushed by reality. Your character will make you make this choice, but can your will make you persevere? ?

Squinting his eyes, Rudolph stared at each other closely.

This race, either it was the birth of a legend, or it disappeared on the track, becoming the most embarrassing one among countless stories.

As for the direction of the story?

Abandoning his identity and position, Rudolph waited for the story to proceed with pure curiosity like a child.

……

"Currently ranked first in the team is Maruzenski, followed by the track king—"

After all the horse girls had left the gate, the host's voice echoed in the racetrack.

She also noticed the dissatisfaction of the audience. In order to prevent other players from being negatively affected, she planned to use the method of commentary to refocus people's attention on the game itself, without thinking about things other than the game.

"Followed by Free Run, Sirian Symbol, Dinah Heroine..."

Oguri Mao and Narita Shirahito stick to their positions in the middle row, while Tamamo Cross is at the end of the line.

Right behind all the horse girls, the footsteps of the black ghost followed closely.

Without the incomparably violent sense of oppression, the players' attention to the black ghost was also greatly reduced.

Moreover, there are so many seeded players in this competition, it is impossible for people to chase and intercept the black ghost in unison like last time, causing trouble for the other party.

Everyone can win this game.

The track king who ran in second place had a drop of cold sweat on his face.

She originally wanted to rush to the front at the start, but the moment the gate opened, the red figure stood out and came to the first row of the team in a blink of an eye.

The leading position is occupied!

He started to exert his full strength and prepared to use the lead-and-run method to control the overall tactic, but it failed at the beginning of the game.

Maruzenski's speed was actually faster than her full start!

The track king widened his eyes.

And it seemed that she didn't think about anything superfluous, and Maruzenski, who started and accelerated as usual, came to her place.

So far, the role that the track king can play is already very small. If she loses at the start and competes with Maruzenski for the first place, it will only destroy her rhythm. For the track king who wants to master the rhythm, it is already backfired .

There is no way, I can only temporarily succumb to the second place.

……

"Maruzenski, you're in good shape..."

Arriving at the arena early, Fujimasa boy and others watched the first GI remuneration match of his friends in the same period.

People who are not familiar with Maruzenski may not know that the other party will only show this kind of smile with the corners of the eyes and the lips curled up when he is really happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Being able to be so happy in the [Emperor Award], compared with her, we are so nervous that we are trembling before the game."

Ten o'clock couldn't help laughing at himself.

She still remembers the first time she participated in the [Emperor Award], the sight of the surroundings, the voice of the opponent, and the wind and grass, everything brought her heavy pressure that was hard to ignore.

Although she kept cheering herself up, she couldn't relax her tense mood, and they were always stuck together.

Maruzenski was able to have such a mentality, which really surprised her.

"That's true." Fujimasa nodded in agreement, "The running posture is closely related to the mentality. The more relaxed the mentality, the easier the movement."

For the amazing running posture like the skills she honed and mastered, it is necessary to control the state of running, calm down and slow down the mood, and produce a feeling similar to 'light and floating'.

For Fujimasa boy, mood is also an indispensable part of strength.

Speaking of this, Fujimasa boy has to mention the last black figure.

The long black hair like a waterfall swayed behind her. After the wave of bright and energetic voice just now, the other party ran at the end of the line, with her head down, and her expression could not be seen.

"It's really unpredictable..."

Touching his chin, the Fujimasa boy couldn't help but speak.