Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

People with heterogeneity are often able to touch the limit field of the horse girl.

Oguri hat has a different quality, Narita Shirahito has a different quality, and the silent Suzuka in front of him also has a different quality.

High-frequency footsteps echoed in the training ground, and soil mixed with grass blades splashed in the air.

Biting his opponent Narita Shirahito tightly, his eyes widened suddenly.

here we go again……

That incredible feeling.

It was clearly in front of her eyes, but in her perception, it seemed to have disappeared.

Silent Suzuka, who was running at the head of the team, saw a straight line with no end in front of him.

Chapter 217

Completely hide your aura, and completely release your aura.

Two diametrically opposite concepts can achieve the same result.

disappears in perception.

Narita Bairen once felt it on the body of the black ghost.

The sense of rage that filled his body subsided in an instant, and the opponent running beside him disappeared in Narita Bairen's consciousness.

This behavior of violating biological instinct and suppressing oneself made Narita Bairen very disgusted.

She felt that this was a kind of self-deception, so Narita Bairen confronted Green Grass.

And right now, Silent Suzuka also gave Narita Bairen a similar feeling.

Unable to detect her hostility, or desire to fight, it was as if such a character did not exist on the field.

But Narita Bairen understood the difference between the two of them.

The black ghost concentrates its attention on one point, forms a crosshair, aims at the opponent, confines each other in the same area, and will not break this layer of restriction until the sharp blade pierces the opponent.

During this period, the realm formed by the two virtually isolated others, making Narita Bairen unable to detect her aura.

Because the opponent's target is not himself, Narita Bairen is a person outside the incident.

The silent Suzuka is different.

Use an easy-to-understand metaphor.

The air inhaled into the lungs returns to the sky, the rainwater flows into the stream along the grass blades, and the fallen leaves return to the soil and become nutrients.

The original traceable things return to the invisible environment, blending with each other and inseparable from each other.

They are there, just beyond the human eye.

Such is the momentum of Silent Suzuka.

She is not sharp, manic, or violent, just like the wind, blowing quietly, and only when it is flowing can it feel the touch of scratching her cheeks.

That's right, the domain of Silent Suzuka is not to allow oneself to concentrate.

The moment she stepped onto the field, the moment her soles touched the ground.

The audience, gone.

The opponent, disappeared.

Even himself disappeared.

The grass under the feet gradually turned into a green symbol, and the noisy sound was buried in the endless night.

Only a bright light appeared in front of my eyes.

That is a location farther away than the distance, and it is a transcendent beauty that the world cannot directly look at.

Silent Suzuka was stepping on the straight line to the other end of the speed, with no distractions.

Nowhere.

In the entire Treisen, no... In the entire history of horse racing girls, only a very small number of people can reach such a state.

With no distracting thoughts in mind, Silent Suzuka no longer needs to think, her body will act unconsciously based on experience.

Uphill skills, cornering skills, running movements, running range, abandoning the influence of foreign objects, are perfectly integrated.

Rudolph couldn't take his eyes off her.

No matter how many times I watch it, it's still quite shocking.

Generally speaking, a field is the focus of attention on a certain point in order to achieve complete control over the body.

The moment she enters the field, the racehorse girl will forget everything around her.

Opponents, spectators, arena.

The original sights will gradually fade out of sight, as if the whole world is left with only oneself.

Only me.

This is the realm reached by the racehorse girls who have entered the field, even Rudolph symbolizes himself.

Fully stimulate the potential and achieve control beyond the physical limit.

That's right.

But there are more correct beings than this.

Just like flowers bloom and fall, seasons change, unconscious behavior is the best interpretation of instinct and the best interpretation of running.

If the competition is a question, there is no doubt that Rudolph is the standard answer, and Silent Suzuka is the perfect answer.

It is clear at a glance which is better and which is worse.

But...it's a pity.

What one needs to pay in this realm is not simply hard work.It tests the talent, heart and perseverance of the horse girl, and tests all aspects of the horse girl.

Especially to test whether the horse girl's body can withstand the limit.

Rudolph admires the strength of Silent Suzuka as a symbol, but he is also worried about whether her feet are like fireworks in the sky, leaving behind an earth-shattering brilliance before disappearing into the long night.

Maybe, this is the ultimate fate of every racehorse girl...

"Soundless Suzuka! Silent Suzuka is still leading, so fast! The race is about to enter the final corner, can Narita Bairen and the others catch up!?"

Watching the increasingly fierce competition, the golden boat also got excited and jumped onto the table to look at the field.

"How wonderful." Beside the teahouse in Manchester, Ari Tayoko couldn't help sighing, "It's like a work of art created by the Three Goddesses."

She unabashedly expressed her admiration for Silent Suzuka.

"It doesn't matter whether it's the realm or the running method."

"Yeah." The cafeteria had to admit.

The other party does have a kind of beauty beyond the world.

"Are you excited?"

"Ah."

……Um?

"Erison."

"Haha, I'm sorry, just kidding. Seeing that you don't blink, I guessed that maybe you are interested in Suzuka. Of course, if you really like each other, let me give you some more rooms." It’s not impossible to use it as a date place, but the premise is that Suzuka will come to my room first and provide some physical data.”

"Impossible, I'm not interested in Suzuka-san, and I won't let her go to your room. Eri Tsubaki, don't even try to shoot her."

"It's so possessive. I won't do dangerous experiments on her, I just want to touch her feet."

"Well, you bastard..."

"Tea seat, even if it's me, I would be hurt if you looked at me like that. The 'touch' I said doesn't include that kind of meaning."

"At any level, letting someone get close to you is a danger in itself."

Anyway, the teahouse kept an eye out for Eri Tayono, preventing this guy from sneaking over one day to trick Silent Suzuka into the laboratory.

"I didn't expect that for Silent Suzuka who didn't seem to care, I would be strictly managed by the cafe one day. Is this the attraction of a perfect person? It's scary, but..."

Eri Hayashi showed an elusive smile, "If you really want to talk about Suzuka's running style, that person is the first one."

that person?

"Yes, I still remember that sentence you said inadvertently when you first met Silent Suzuka."

'like……'

At that time, Ari Tachoko didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but now she realized what the teahouse meant by 'like'.

Her 'friend' is the one who uses that running style.

And it was the running method that Silent Suzuka had been using before entering Treisen.

Silent Suzuka just wrote this answer on paper in his own way.

The real problem solver is the existence that no one can observe except the teahouse.

The 'friend' of the cafe.

Don't you think it's strange?

Why did her running style change so much after being seen by others?

Whether it is the body or the mind, something went wrong at a certain time.

Or is there another reason.

What is the whole story of the matter, and what is the truth.

Eri Tachyon couldn't think through.

But there is a sentence that has been hovering in her mind for a long time, and she has not been able to say it.

Teahouse... Is your 'friend' really still your 'friend'?

Chapter 218 The Real Winner

As the game draws to a close, all contestants compete for strength.

Finally reached the position she was best at, Aimu Zhiji kicked the ground, pressed her body, and started to accelerate.

In such a fast-paced race, her physical strength can't be said to be abundant, but it should be enough to support her to the finish line.

Narita Bairen also displayed his speed without reservation at this time.

boom--!

A heavy explosion sounded in the center of the training ground, and a large piece of the ground was dug away, like a shell, and Narita Bairen's body rushed out.

With a strong momentum, Narita Bairen quickly approached Silent Suzuka, and he could already see her profile from this position.

The clear eyes are looking towards the end point without any desire, no... it is farther than the end point.

Where is she looking.

The auditorium, the sky, or above the sunset glow, a place that cannot be touched by sight.

Narita Bairen doesn't know, and it doesn't matter, she just wants to surpass the other party.

There was a faint setback in the ankle. The injury left over from the last game has not fully recovered, and it is still unknown whether it will recover in the future.

But Narita Bairen didn't care.

For her, the game is nothing more than to vent her desire.Fight with stronger people, with passion, to fail, to grow, and finally to win.

Nothing...is more fun than this!

With one foot on the ground again, Narita Bairen bent down, the setback of her ankle made her unable to press her body lower as before, and the momentum of exerting force was not as violent as before, but Narita Bairen still attacked Silent Suzuka with full of enthusiasm.

near!It's very close!

Just when Narita Bairen felt that he was about to catch up with the opponent, a strong chill came from behind, and the extraordinary feeling immediately made Narita Bairen's hairs stand up, and an unconcealable sense of fear came from the bottom of his heart.

This is……!