Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

Not only that, Rudolph recalled.

Until the end, she did not display a running technique that even surprised Rudolph.

Do you think it is unnecessary?

or other reasons.

Her true strength, in the end...

Thinking of this, Rudolph shook his head.

The people in the center have already gone to look for the black horse girl, and they will think about the next question then.

"She is very strong." Rudolph nodded in agreement, "But, Narita Shirahito, you also have the potential to not lose to her."

"Who doesn't know how to talk in plain language." She snorted.

"In the audience, I saw it." Rudolph's eyelids shimmered.She could see very clearly on stage that Narita Shirahito had entered an excellent state in a short period of time.

She was very sure, Narita Bairen at that time.

"Already touched, that layer of domain—"

Hearing this term, Narita Bairen's ears perked up slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"Just to tell you that it will definitely become stronger in the future."

That's right, the current Narita Bairen is even a strong man who has not set foot in the field.

Once in the future, she works hard for something, then every movement, every thought of her will develop naturally like clouds and flowing water.

She will use all her abilities to the limit.

How strong will Narita Bairen be at that time?

"You don't need to tell me, I will too."

She stood up, opened the door, and was ready to fulfill the final obligation of the horse race girl and the loser of this game.Before leaving, she said to Rudolph, "I'll be wearing this outfit for the stage, I don't want to change."

"Understood." Rudolph nodded, looked at Narita Shirahito who had left the lounge, couldn't help stretching out his hand again, "Well, at least wipe off the dirt on the soles of your shoes before going on stage..."

……

After the game, the winner's stage was filled with darkness.

This is a place specially established for horse racing girls who have the dual responsibilities of players and idols. Audiences come here to enjoy the performances that belong to the winners.

The auditorium was overcrowded, and they clenched the light sticks in their hands, preparing for this exciting moment.

How stupid to watch a show that doesn't belong to the winner.

Behind the curtain, Narita Bairen had a cold face. She was already used to the feeling of being on the stage, and she would not stand on it like a newcomer, facing tens of thousands of spectators, her legs would go weak with fright.

Behind her are other horse girls who have won excellent rankings.

However, none of these people attracted Narita Bairen's attention.

As the spotlights on the stage were turned on, people stopped making noises, and the entire venue was eerily quiet.Immediately afterwards, the stage rose slowly, pushing these participating horse girls in front of everyone.

However, at this moment, Narita Bairen who was standing in the front suddenly took a few steps back, and stood with the other horse girls in the back row under the eyes of the audience.

Without hesitation, she posed as a backup dancer.

The light shone behind him, and the long shadow fell on the original position.

Yep, that's fine.

Narita Bairen thought.

She raised her arms, and under the gradually changing stage lights, she sang with her unique calm voice.

In the dimly lit auditorium, fluorescent sticks waved and flickered, like stars scattered in the endless night sky.

Strong, I sincerely look forward to the next battle——

Chapter 28 The Powerful Gathered in Teresan

There is no sky, no ground here, only the endless, like the flowers on the other side, the wonderful pattern of blue and purple, the pendulum above the head makes a clear and sweet sound, and countless jellyfish-like fish swim around.

This is a mysterious and magnificent, dreamlike fantasy space.

At this moment, there was a figure lying on the ground like mud.

The previous blood-blooded posture has been completely burned out, and black smoke keeps coming out of her body, surrounding her body, and then absorbed by her again, and so on.

It's gone...

When he left the arena, his legs felt as if they had been helped by stones weighing tens of thousands of catties, and he couldn't even lift them up. The state at that time was almost like an exploding firecracker that burned all the flames in his heart in an instant, leaving only black and gray tattered charred shells.

Exhausting all her strength, she walked back to the player's lounge, and was followed by many eyes during the process, and there were no less than ten people who saw it on Sunday Tranquility alone.

Not only that, those reporters also rushed towards her like crazy.

Fortunately, after Sunday Tranquility tripped over the first few people, she managed to delay for a few seconds, allowing her to enter the lounge smoothly.

Immediately afterwards, without even thinking about it, he plunged into the mirror in front of the dressing table.

Is this the 'tiredness' that Phantom feels?

The difference from human beings is not at 01:30. Her body and five senses are gradually losing their sense, and she is drifting farther and farther away. It doesn’t seem like she is controlling her body, but a doll with rough workmanship and stiff movements. She is struggling to carry it with concrete. A torso of limbs made of pillars.

"It's running with brute force."

A mirror rises in the world of blue and purple, Zhou Ning looks at the girl lying limp on the ground, and cannot help but say.

"I'm sorry..." She muttered unwillingly, "but that's all I can do now."

"Anyway, I have carried out this wild running posture to the end. Although it is not suitable for you, but..."

She smiled and said cheerfully, "Enough fun."

"So, have I impressed enough on people's minds?"

"See for yourself."

Sunday Tranquility raised her palm, and then glass shards of various sizes emerged around the girl. Some were shop windows, some were signboards, and some were car reflectors. The shards of the outside world spread layer by layer.

They are all spectators who left the Tokyo Racecourse, and their voices passed through the mirror and came to this space.

'The black horse girl' 'the intruder' 'the derby winner' 'left the field' 'disappeared'

'The black horse girl' 'That black horse girl...'

Even though these people have never met before, their topics are surprisingly consistent.

They were all talking about the unknown intruder, the black lightning that seemed to absorb the light of the world.

"what……"

Listening to those words and seeing people's expressions, the girl smiled.

"Haha...hahaha——!"

She turned over and lay flat on the untouched ground, looked up at the huge clock in the sky, and let out a clear laugh like a silver bell.

Yes, that's what she wanted to see.

Everyone is talking about her deeds, and everyone is wondering about her identity.

Focus on me!

She opened her heavy arms as if to take the world into her arms.

"It's a good start."

Sunday Tranquility also nodded in agreement, it was obvious that she was in a good mood.

This is not the first time that Sunday Tranquility has stepped into the official arena. In fact, in many past races, she was also on the scene, running recklessly in front of many horse race girls.

However, at that time, no one's eyes could reflect her figure.

what a pity.

Tranquility on Sunday couldn't help but think.

You can only see the results that remain on the surface.

Amidst the cheers of witnessing the victors, the ghost girl who could not be noticed quietly left.

On the 3000-meter track, she surpassed 'No.1', which was applauded and celebrated, for a total of seventeen horses.

that's enough.

In front of everyone, there is a figure that can never be surpassed, like a nightmare, appearing in your dreams.

that's enough……

As she said so, there was a look of boredom on her face.

'You're also...a guy who doesn't want to be left alone'

Narita Shirahito's voice sounded in her ears again, her breathing, her heartbeat, even after the match, they still kept lingering.

"you caught me."

"Found?"

"No, it's nothing." Sunday Tranquility shook her head, she squatted down, stroked the girl's lower abdomen with her fingers, and then slid to her chest.

"What, what's the matter?" The girl couldn't help asking with an itchy stomach.

"The spirit body is already very weak."

A cloud of black smoke floated in the air, and a round and transparent outline was wrapped in the smoke, which should be the finger that just touched, Sunday Serenity.

"The ability to consume without considering the consequences will eventually become like this."

Worse than being burned by the soul of a living person.

"I'll take you out at night, and rest well now."

It was as if someone gently raised his head and rested it on the soft legs. In this mysterious world where there was no one, the girl slowly closed her eyes, and greeted her first dream after being reborn as a ghost.

……

Knock, knock, knock—

There was a knock on the door of the student union room, and the 'Empress' qi trough came in with articles and materials in her arms.

"Has there been any results yet?"

Rudolph, who was sitting on the desk, asked.

"It has worked out," she replied, "but it may not be as it should be."

After receiving the materials handed over, green fingers flipped to the first page, on which was impressively written the investigation report on the 'Black Horse Girl'.

Central checked all the previous game records, and there was no player who matched the opponent.

In addition, all the cameras have no images, and there is no way to obtain clear facial features, which greatly increases the difficulty of investigation, so even though the central government is very busy, there is no obvious progress.

In addition, some media have spoken out and questioned this [Japanese Derby], thinking that the organizers did not prepare enough before the game and neglected such an important event, which is a big mistake.

And the hardest hit are the viewers watching the live broadcast.

They looked at the camera as if it was dirty, and snapped at places where there was nothing. The commentary was still full of passion. They were so angry that they cursed, and the complaint calls of the Central Committee were almost exploded.

Everything is as expected.

The credibility of URA has become low in people's eyes, and investors have complained about weak supervision.

It was a pair of bad things, and the black horse girl became the fuse that ignited the horse racing world.

This guy is indeed my natural enemy...

Rudolph sighed.

"I understand, leave the rest to me."

Putting the information in hand aside, Rudolph still has other things to deal with.

The unrivaled 'Lu Mao monster' in local competitions will soon be transferred to the Central Committee.

The nameless black horse girl, in Treisen, there are not a few strong men who can be called 'monsters'.