Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

And the teahouse, which was led by the other party unknowingly, also gradually accelerated the pace of the feet after the two started.

The green grass behind the tea seat frowned indistinctly.

Obviously she realized that her junior had fallen into the trap of the two seniors.

The tea seat is running in a way that is not suitable for her breathing rate, which will speed up her physical exertion.

However, even if she knew, Green Grass would not remind her in the game.

Only through failure will she realize her mistake.

Continuing to maintain his own pace, the green grass that was originally half a horse's body away from the teahouse gradually widened the gap.

The trainers who had been watching the game also noticed the opponent's problem and started gesturing in front of them.

After seeing the trainer's signal, Manchester City Cafe realized her problem. She gradually slowed down and did not continue to follow.

But even so, the disrupted rhythm just now still consumed a lot of energy.

"Each horse girl has different acceleration adaptability. Strong horse girls will choose to start at a position closer to the finish line. The advantage of doing this is that they can fully unleash the foot strength accumulated in the game."

Just like what Muxuan did in the [New Zealand Cup].

"And horse girls with relatively weak strength and strong patience will choose to be in the front position."

"Because their acceleration is weak, it often takes a long distance to increase their speed to the maximum."

Sunday Tranquility explained next to her, "This will create an unavoidable topic."

"Psychological anxiety."

After the horse girl beside him starts to speed up, many horse girls will be driven by it involuntarily.

Because speeding up means surpassing, when the opponent starts to speed up, but you maintain the original pace, you will inevitably be opened up by the opponent.

This will disrupt the rhythm.

The horse girl with high patience can rely on her own long-distance acceleration to make other horse girls feel anxious and forced to follow her frequency, and finally achieve the goal of controlling the audience.

"I see……"

Listening to Zhou Ning's explanation, Mu Xuan nodded.

Tranquility on Sunday has experience no less than those of her predecessors, and she meticulously described the changes in the situation on the field.

But for Sunday Tranquility, analyzing others is completely superfluous.

Because standing behind the field, she only has a straight track in her eyes.

All she needs to do is run on this runway.

But after watching more games, she will naturally understand these things.

Here, she unreservedly passed on her knowledge to Mu Xuan.

"Ten o'clock and Fujimasa boys all rely on long-distance acceleration to drag down others' tactics."

Mu Xuan looked towards the arena.

"Then what's so special about being the last green grass..."

Having said that, Mu Xuan continued to look at the arena, and then her eyes widened in disbelief.

The green grass that was still running behind had already come to the back of the teahouse at some point.

So close--!

It's so close that it's almost stuck behind the teahouse!

Those sky-blue eyes stared at the girl closely.

The strong sense of oppression made the tea seat's body stiffen unnaturally.

Her movements gradually became messy, her chest heaving violently.

It seemed that someone had held a dagger to the throat!

Chapter 70 The Three Musketeers

what is that?

Hallucinations, or stress...

Mu Xuan couldn't tell.

Under the signal of the trainer, Manchester City Café began to speed up, gradually approaching Ten O'clock and Fujimasa boy in front.

But at this moment, her steps suddenly slowed down.

Something, as she accelerated, appeared.

So close!

Close enough to hear the other person's deep breathing, close enough to hear the blood flowing in the blood vessels.

The green grass, at some point, has been tightly attached to her back.

The skins of the two seemed to be sticking together, and the strong sense of pressure made it difficult for the cafeteria in Manchester to breathe.

It is completely different from the senior who is always timid and eager to care for juniors and seek relationships.

The green grass on the field transformed into a hunter with a knife.

The sky blue eyes are extremely sharp, as if to eradicate everything in front of him.

What is this...

The heart was beating violently nervously, and Manchester City Teahouse clenched its teeth.

The body is so stiff, the movements are so stiff——

The spirit of the cafe in Manchester was tense.

Her hands and feet, her limbs, are completely out of control!

"What the hell is this, how did you do it?"

Mu Xuan, who was watching from afar, frowned.

The distance between the green grass and the tea seat was less than a fist, but even so, she was still able to maintain a relatively still position relative to the tea seat, motionless.

That posture, that movement made Mu Xuan think of hiding in the shadows, slowly drawing out the sharp knife, and giving you a fatal blow while you were paralyzed...

"assassin."

Someone spoke Mu Xuan's words.

Behind her, unknowingly, she has attracted a group of horse girls who came to watch the battle.

The closest to Muxuan was a petite girl with long bangs hanging from her right eye, a round hat and a blue rose.

She looked towards the playing field and at the green grass closely behind the teahouse.

"That's...the Assassin..." the girl muttered to herself, her hands were tangled together uneasy, and she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the black-haired girl wearing sunglasses beside her.

He lowered his head nervously.

"Sorry, so sorry! I must have disturbed you! I'm leaving now!"

Said that the girl ran away in a panic.

strange child.

But as she said, Green Grass' movements were exactly the same as those assassins who kept a fixed posture for a long time and died instantly.

Now, the cafe in Manchester City is being watched closely by the assassin, feeling that his life is threatened, and every cell in his body is screaming piercingly.

"Half body, do you know the pressure you are under first?"

Sunday Tranquility asked suddenly.

"The oppressive force you received first...?"

She doesn't understand very well.

"That's right, every horse girl will meet." Sunday Tranquility explained, "The horse girls who run in the front row have to bear the risk of being overtaken, so they will have considerable pressure."

"The advantage of the front row needs to be established on the basis of distance. The greater the distance from the back row, the more advantages you will establish and the less pressure you will have, and vice versa."

"If at this time, you meet a horse girl who is tightly stuck to you, no matter how fast you speed up, you can't get rid of her, then you can imagine how much pressure that horse girl will bear."

"The tea seat is not going first, but while accelerating, I can't get rid of Ma Niang behind me. It is not a small burden for her."

And Green Grass took advantage of this mental oppression to continuously weaken the opponent's will.

It sounds simple, but in practice, it is very difficult.

The first is that the distance needs to be close enough to create a sense of oppression.

The second is that the body must not be in contact with the other party.

If you collide, you will consume your physical strength, which is too unfavorable for middle and long distance events.

This requires observing the opponent's movements at all times while running, and grasping the timing of acceleration and deceleration.

Assassin's sharp blade, if it doesn't come out, it's nothing, once it's out, it's amazing.

This is the green assassin who once beheaded many opponents and won the [Chrysanthemum Award] champion who is as strong as a cloud, running on the field.

What a terrifying, what a technology.

No, not only green grass.

He showed amazing foot strength at the beginning, even with the assistance of trainers, he still took away the rhythm of Manchester City's teahouse.

Tianma and your son used their own experience to completely deceive the teahouse.

At that time, what kind of grand scene was the arena of the three seniors.

Known by the abbreviation at the beginning of the name, the three strong men who command the overall situation are the all-powerful 'TTG Three Musketeers'.

Sure enough... Their skills are completely different from those of ordinary horse girls.

The trainer kept gesticulating, signaling the teahouse to speed up.

But the teahouse in Manchester, which has been completely stared at by the green grass, has sweat on its forehead.

so tired.

The 2000-meter race has not yet entered the late stage, and when she just arrived at the teahouse to exert her strength, her body was extremely tired.

No...can't go on like this...

She must get rid of the green grass behind her as soon as possible.

The high-strung teahouse could no longer make a reasonable judgment, and she began to carry out high-intensity acceleration that was not suitable for the middle distance, desperately chasing the ten o'clock and Fujimasa boys who were getting farther and farther away from her.

However, no matter how the tea seat ran, the dark brown figure always stuck behind him like a phantom.

The cold dagger was getting tighter and tighter on her neck.

"No, this is not okay..."

The rhythm of the teahouse was completely disrupted.

Mu Xuan, who had learned the knowledge of trainers, had already realized that the cafe was in a very bad state.

Restlessness and confusion.

She has already wasted most of her physical strength now, and she can't even exert half of her normal abilities.

Originally at this distance, the teahouse should still have enough foot strength.

But now, she has persisted purely by perseverance.

Turning their heads slightly, the ten o'clock and Fujimasa boys who were running ahead saw that the tea seat had already caught up, and at the same time they also saw the green grass sticking tightly behind the tea seat.

The two looked at each other, nodded, and began to exert force on their feet.

At this time, it is the time to accelerate the final straight line.

It's a pity that the exhausted Manchester Teahouse no longer had the strength to compete with them, and watched them get farther and farther away from him.

And the sharp blade that was firmly on his neck finally swung down at this moment.

In an instant, blood splattered, and the teahouse's eyes widened.