Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

The 'Emperor' on the field is finally returning to her rightful position.

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This year's [Japan Derby] is unprecedentedly grand, and everyone is focusing on the favorite to win the championship, Narita Shirahito.

"Just 10 minutes, no! Just 5 minutes! Could you please let us interview Narita Shirahito?"

There was a throng of reporters with microphones in hand outside Treyson's school gate, each trying to get headlines ahead of the game.

As for the headlines?

It must be Narita Bairen's views on this competition and made some targeted remarks.

Even if only a few words are written on the news page, it is a proper traffic password.

However, as a capable and maverick horse girl, Narita Bairen rarely accepts interviews during daily training, including the training period before the official start of the game.

If it was the past, the reporters could ask the chairman or the secretary of the chairman to accommodate them, or ask the trainers if it doesn't work.

However, what stopped them today was not the gatekeeper of Teresen, nor the school's teachers and trainers, but a group of discipline committee members with green cloth strips on their arms and the word "discipline" written on them, surrounding the school gate. It's leaking.

"No, the president of the student council has ordered that no one outside the school be allowed to enter before the game!"

"As the school's discipline committee members, we must maintain the school's rules and regulations, and we will not be flexible."

Looking at the well-trained disciplinary committee members, the reporter was not to be outdone.

"We are only respecting the wishes of the people. How could visiting the horse girl who participated in this competition be a breach of discipline?"

"Yes, everyone should know the state of the players before the competition!"

they yelled.

"As a fan of Narita Bairen, at least let us see what she looks like during training! Even if they don't let them, let me be one!"

"What are you talking about!? You selfish reporter, ladies and gentlemen, I am the true fan of Narita Bairen! I have been following her since before the game, please give me a chance to meet her!"

"Nonsense, I've been paying attention to her since she was born!"

"I learned from her ancestors..."

Before the disciplinary committee could speak, the reporters started arguing on their own.

"What are you doing blocking the door?"

A cold voice passed through everyone.

Fierce and resolute cheeks, black hair cut like a knife, yellow eyes like beasts, and the stickers that are always stuck on the bridge of the nose habitually.

The protagonist of this incident, Narita Bairen appeared behind him impressively.

All the reporters paused for two seconds, and the air was terribly quiet in an instant. Just when Narita Bairen was slightly puzzled, those reporters surrounded her like a scourge.

"Miss Narita Shirahito! Please tell me what you think of [the Japanese derby]!"

"I have the chance to win, but I still have concerns!"

"Is there any opponent worth noting, and is there any schedule after the game!"

"Do you feel that the three crowns are in the palm of your hand—"

Listening to the reporters chattering like sparrows, Narita Bairen couldn't help holding his forehead.

It's annoying enough...

If the girls who raced against her had half the momentum of these reporters, the race would not be so boring.

But as a public figure, she couldn't just throw up her sleeves and leave these enthusiastic reporters behind, and leave regardless, which would cause a bad influence.

So patiently, Narita Bairen hugged his shoulders tightly, and said simply: "I don't care about the result of the game, I just hope to fight against a powerful horse girl. Whether it is [Japanese Derby] or other games, I will only run seriously and defeat the enemy, and that is enough."

After speaking, she left the crowd and entered the campus.

"Wait, Miss Narita Bairen!"

The reporters behind him shouted, "Who do you think is your real opponent in this match!"

After hearing his words, Bai Ren's footsteps paused slightly, but she didn't answer, and walked away slowly with heavy steps.

"Miss Narita Bairen? Miss Narita Bairen?"

"Okay, everyone, it is forbidden to follow up in the school! Disciplinary committee members, perform your duties!"

"Sorry, if you want to continue the interview, please wait until the interview time after the game."

"Senior Narita Bairen is going back to training!"

The reporters who were stopped outside by the disciplinary committee wailed in pain.

Opponents... real opponents...

After leaving the noisy door, she couldn't stop thinking about it.

Originally, she thought that as long as she stood on the field, everyone would be her opponent, competing with her on the same stage would burn her blood.

Later, however, she found out that she was wrong.

The so-called opponent is not an enemy who has the same competitive goal as you.Just like wild beasts and mosquitoes, they never regard each other as opponents competing for their prey.

Narita Bairen felt this way.

Winning the game, winning the stage, these are just by-products of reaching the goal.

What Narita Bairen really longs for is the fighting spirit that is exhausted in her bones. She longs for a strong man who makes her heart beat faster, and longs for a firework that satisfies her brain with nowhere to vent in the competition.

It's been too long...

From the moment she stepped into the arena, it has been too long since she has had anyone worthy of her attention.

Those horse girls who are competing with her on the same stage are not so much about her competing for the throne of victory, but rather just adding half a fuel to her vigorous fighting spirit.

He couldn't even make her heart beat faster.

This kind of person talks about what is called an 'opponent'.

Simple game, simple game, simple response to everyone's expectations, everything seems to be logical and logical.

This kind of competition... is really boring.

It is completely impossible to stand on both ends of the scale with her.

However, if Narita Bairen is really asked to give someone worthy of being called an opponent, after the 'emperor' who left the field——

She clenched her fist slowly.

On that black-haired horse girl whom he had only met once, Narita Bairen felt the ear-piercing neighing of his beast blood in her body.

Her heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to break through her chest.

Her consciousness was telling herself, hurry up!Hurry up!You have to run faster!

That person... is definitely a strong man!

If possible, I really hope to compete with her——!

Narita Shirahito's eyes were burning with fire.

At this time, she is at her peak.

Chapter 20 Japanese Derby

teaching?It's not as fast as experiencing it yourself.

Sunday Tranquility suddenly uttered the words of a worldly expert who has practiced in the deep mountains and old forests for centuries.

No matter how hard Mu Xuan tried, her running posture was always flawed in the eyes of Sunday Tranquility, as if something vaguely restrained her, invisible and intangible.

Of course, it is also possible that Sunday Tranquility's description is more stream-of-consciousness, and Mu Xuan finds it hard to understand, so naturally he can't learn it.

"That feeling... is like being covered in gems with whales."

Mr. Zhou, your words are a bit too difficult.

Obviously, Mu Xuan still has a lot of distance to receive this kind of band, which also makes her imitation of Sunday Tranquility always look like a half-finished product.

However, apart from Sunday Tranquility, Mu Xuan has shown amazing talent in learning from others.

Just by watching the game video a few times, he can imitate Narita Shirahito's running posture, and achieved good results in the competition with Ludo.

But then...

Mu Xuan narrowed his eyes.

When Rudolph came after him, Mu Xuan's consciousness was in a trance for a while, and Sunday Tranquility, who had been running beside her, suddenly disappeared.

Not only that, Mu Xuan's line of sight also became longer and longer as the speed of running increased——

In the end, she watched the game from a third-person perspective.

In human terms, it's like the soul is out of the body, and the consciousness is separated from the body.Or rather, she had become her usual Sunday Serenity.

The person galloping on the field is no longer her.

Serenity rules the body for a short time Sunday.

Even she herself didn't know how to do it.Maybe it was stimulated by the strong man's breath, which ignited the blood flowing in the soul, or maybe it was the obsession to go faster, which surpassed Mu Xuan's consciousness...

By the time she came back to her senses, Sunday Tranquility had already arrived in front of Rudolph, using extremely skillful movements to maximize her speed.

Mu Xuan was fascinated by that never-changing, natural feeling.

However, I have seen it twice, and the picture engraved in Mu Xuan's head is played in a loop, but I still can't imitate it.

Where is the difference?

It can't be the opponent's exclusive skill, Mu Xuan couldn't help guessing.

"Take your time, anyway, we still have a long time."

In the end, Sunday Tranquility said what the elders said to teach the young people who are frustrated in the workplace and frustrated in love, "Don't worry, you are still young, and the days to come will be long..."

It always feels like giving up treatment.

"I think it can be saved..."

"What you lack now is not skills. Being able to quickly master other people's postures shows that your learning ability is very strong. It is already very good. What you lack now is other things..."

Quiet thinking on Sunday.

As Mu Xuan's half body, she hopes to instill her ideas in the other party and train him to be a qualified successor.

But words alone don't work.

She needs to let Mu Xuan experience it for herself.

Proudness, a character with a huge difference between innate and acquired, she wants to firmly engrave it on Mu Xuan's soul.

"Until you find what you lack, run at your own pace."

Sunday Tranquility said, "Other horse girls, learn their movements, slowly improve them, and finally merge them into your own."

"Want to learn their movements?"

"That's right." Sunday Tranquility replied, "Use their movements, keep breaking through, keep evolving, and finally you will find—"

The threshold that stood in your way is gone.

"The game date is approaching, and this time the stage is set in the sun."

"It doesn't sound easy."

"Not necessarily." She laughed, "The stronger the sun, the stronger the shadow."

In this world, who can surpass his own shadow?

So no need to rush.

Sunday Tranquility said to herself.

The soul can also grow.

Thought, consciousness, the intersection of the present world and the other world, the souls of the two are firmly bound together.

Now just look ahead.

On the track leading to the other side of speed, the "Japanese Derby" has attracted countless people's attention.