In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

Xiang An no longer had time to think about anything else; he was currently—

I feel like everything I ate last night is about to come back up!

"Damn it, how could it be—as you wish!" Xiang An's grip on the horse's neck loosened slightly, his eyes blazing with fury.

The dark horse used all its strength, and the frequency and height of its jumps left the onlookers speechless.

"This, this horse is so outrageous?" Xiang Liang looked at Xiang Yu.

"Holy crap, this is too much..." Xiang Lu felt fear.

"Will Lord Xiang An be alright?" Jiang Chun asked worriedly, sensing something was amiss.

"Go, Lord Xiang An! Tame this horse!!! Go, go!!!" Liao Ye cheered wildly for Xiang An.

The other three people looked at him with puzzled expressions.

"..." Liao Ye seemed to realize that he was ruining his own image and quickly stopped his confusing human behavior.

Rebirth in the Great Era of Surfing Waves

“Xiao Ye, you…” Jiang Chun’s gaze was full of interest.

“…Keep watching Lord Xiang An train the horses, and don’t talk.” Liao Ye nudged Jiang Chun.

"What happened to your third uncle?" Xiang Liang asked, pointing to Xiang Bo, who was still lying in Xiang Yu's arms. He had finally remembered his younger brother.

"It looks like he was kicked by a horse..."

......

Xiang An ultimately failed to maintain his balance amidst the violent jolts and was thrown off by the black horse.

But how could he possibly admit defeat!

"If I let you get away today, I'll change my surname!" Xiang An roared fiercely in the air, quickly adjusting his body and punching the black horse on the head from above.

The black horse was completely stunned and stood still. Xiang An took advantage of this opportunity to get up again and climbed onto the black horse's back once more.

but.....

Tears welled up in the dark horse's eyes.

"Neigh—neigh—!!!"

It carried Xiang An and plunged madly into the icy Huai River.

"I f*** you, this—" Xiang Liang was startled by the black horse's actions and immediately cursed.

"Xiang An!"

"Lord Xiang An!"

"It's alright—!" Xiang An's roar echoed from the Huai River, "Today I must—I absolutely must tame this brat!"

cold.

The Huai River in winter is bone-chillingly cold.

But Xiang An and Heima both have burning passion.

The black horse ran through the water; it didn't want to be tamed, at least not now, because it didn't want to acknowledge someone who punched it!

Having lost the relay, Xiang An broke off from the black horse's back and watched as the horse's hooves kicked towards him underwater.

Startled, Xiang An swung his fist and, overcoming the resistance of the water, pushed off the black horse's hooves.

The dark horse, however, was relentless, attacking Xiang An in various ways. Xiang An, in turn, fought back fiercely in the water.

The entire water surface was in complete chaos, with a man and a horse locked in a fierce battle, both fighting with extreme ferocity.

Xiang An punched the black horse in the jaw, causing it to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The black horse then kicked Xiang An in the chest, breaking one of his ribs.

They fought for an unknown amount of time in the icy water until the sun was high in the sky, and they were still fighting.

Xiang An suddenly swung his legs and jumped out of the water, sitting on the black horse. He braced his elbows against the horse's neck, grabbed the horse's neck with both hands, and pressed the horse down with his whole body.

Glug glug—

The black horse exhaled a string of bubbles, and its massive body went limp.

"Hmm?" Xiang An noticed the black horse's fatigue.

He pulled the black horse up and looked into its eyes.

Black Horse glanced helplessly at Xiang An, closed his eyes, and spat out a mouthful of water.

"Haha, haha ​​...

He lifted the black horse with both hands and swam towards the shore, stopping on the shallows.

Xiang Liang, who had been standing on the shore observing the situation, became excited.

Xiang An, you succeeded!

"Good! Good!" Although he hadn't tamed it, that didn't stop him from being happy.

When people are happy, they are often inspired to write poetry.

"Walking north, the tide rises over the sandy shore—"

Xiang An and Heima stood up together on the shallows, dripping wet, and looked each other over.

"The longbow points to the sky, revealing the ethereal glow."

Xiang An patted the black horse's neck, let out a hearty laugh, and mounted the horse. This time, the black horse did not jump.

It has already accepted Xiang An, so naturally it will not refuse.

"The rivers roar, the water surges like a collapsing horse—"

Carrying Xiang An, the black horse galloped, each step stirring up large splashes of water, as if it were advancing through the waves of the Huai River.

"The great waves surge and the torrents rush!"

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Chapter 825 The Cloud-Kicking Black Steed and the Rushing Waves

Xiang An rode excitedly on the black horse, urging it to gallop through a tributary of the Huai River, stirring up ice shards and cold water, as if exquisite ice lotuses were being crushed, creating a magnificent spectacle.

The burly Xiang An laughed wildly on horseback, the icy water on his body long since evaporated by his scalding hot blood, billowing out white steam, feeling extremely happy.

"Ah, youth is truly wonderful." Looking at the cheerful Xiang An, Xiang Liang couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head.

"Having stayed in the Huai River for so long in the winter, is Lord Xiang An really alright?" Jiang Chun asked with some concern.

"Don't worry." Xiang Yu sat cross-legged in front of Xiang Bo, who was still unconscious, and laughed nonchalantly. "No matter what injury that kid gets, there's no need to worry, let alone getting sick. This little bit of ice water is nothing."

"As expected of Lord Xiang An, he tamed that wild horse so easily!" Liao Ye was already in tears, clenching his fists in emotion. "It's truly exhilarating and I'm completely in awe!"

Xiang Yu stared blankly at Liao Ye.

You call that easy?

If it were a normal person, I'd feel like they were drowning in the Huai River. You call that easy?

"Hahaha, in short, the unexpected surprise of this hunt was truly wonderful, except for the third brother..." Xiang Liang glanced at the corpse-lying Xiang Bo, his eyes darting around, "The third brother... oh, Xiang An is back!"

Xiang An rode over on his black horse, and Xiang Liang quickly seized the opportunity to change the subject.

"Uncle! Fourth Uncle! Eldest Brother!" With joy on his face, Xiang An dismounted and bowed to the three men with an excited expression.

"Young man! How does the horse feel?" Xiang Liang patted Xiang An's strong arm happily.

"Hehe, no need to ask, how could the horse your nephew has his eye on be bad!?" Xiang Anzhi pounded his chest in satisfaction and patted the black horse's neck.

Hei Ma looked a little depressed, but he didn't dodge Xiang An's hand; he just lowered his ears a bit.

"Look at those muscles! Look at those hooves! Hey, this is definitely a thoroughbred!" Xiang An reached out to stroke the black horse's mane, but the black horse bit him angrily, and Xiang An quickly dodged.

"Alright, alright, stop acting innocent after getting the benefit." Xiang Yu laughed and punched Xiang An lightly. "You're not that close to him yet. Besides, look at his face, it's still swollen. Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Xiang An was taken aback. He turned his head and saw a very obvious lump on the black horse's long and handsome face. Judging from its location, it was almost certain that he had just punched it.

“This…” Xiang An stared blankly at the wound, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Lord Xiang An, use this!" Liao Ye pulled out several herbs from his pocket as if presenting a treasure, his face flushed, and approached Xiang An. "This can reduce the swelling!"

"Huh? Ah? Oh, thanks, Xiao Ye." Xiang An was taken aback at first, looked Liao Ye up and down, hesitated for a moment, and then took the herbs Liao Ye handed over.

After glancing at the herbs and then at Xiang Liang, who nodded, Xiang An could only agree. He then turned to look at the excited Liao Ye before crushing the herbs and applying them to the black horse's face.

"Where did you get these herbs?" Jiang Chun quietly approached Liao Ye and asked in a low voice.

"When I saw Lord Xiang An fighting with the horse this morning, I realized that Lord Xiang An would probably need it." Liao Ye crossed his arms proudly. "Don't underestimate me just because I'm a rough man. I used to get injured a lot in street fights. I've learned a little about identifying herbs. It wouldn't be good if I didn't treat my wounds properly one day."

"......" Jiang Chun was at a loss for words.

Is this something to be proud of?

Just as everyone was chatting happily, Xiang Bo, who was lying on the ground with broken ribs, slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was not his brother, nor anything else.

It was the black steed.

But what he saw next broke his heart.

Xiang An stood beside the black horse, tenderly feeding it herbs. The black horse did not refuse Xiang An, but stood there obediently.

Blood pressure, high.

"Pfft—" A mouthful of blood spurted from Xiang Bo's mouth.

"Third Brother!!!"

"Third Uncle!!!"

......

The hunt ended prematurely because Xiang Bo nearly died.

The claim that he almost died is a bit of an exaggeration, but judging from Xiang Bo's mental state...