So what if I was reincarnated as a horse girl trainer!

Lin Sheng's endurance is still quite sufficient, but it is still far behind the ultimate imperial dance steps.

Without Lin Sheng's deliberate obstruction, the Emperor of the East China Sea easily went around to Lin Sheng's left and slowly caught up with Lin Sheng.

I was really shocked by the acceleration of the Ultimate Emperor Dance. It was definitely much faster than Yamato Akagi's Red Ace.

It was no use for Lin Sheng to run for his life.

Bah!

"Hmm?" Lin Sheng heard a strange sound coming from under his feet.

The finish line was right in front of him, and his acceleration was in the middle. He watched the Emperor of the East China Sea approaching little by little.

"How could this happen? Are these shoes made of plastic? They broke after just one run."

Wow! The Emperor of the East Sea was catching up, quickly approaching the blonde. Hurry up... She was side by side with the blonde, only five meters to the finish line.

Cross the finish line! They crossed the finish line at the same time!

Wait a moment, this competition must be judged by photos, and it is as exciting as GI.

Lin Sheng and the Emperor of the East China Sea, who had crossed the finish line, were both staring intently at the screen announcing the results.

A photo soon appeared on the screen.

It's the nose! The winner is the Emperor of the East China Sea!

When this sound was heard, everyone in the venue became excited and cheered.

Someone shouted, "Emperor! The emperor is always the emperor!"

"Congratulations, Emperor, now you deserve this title." Faced with the result, Lin Sheng just smiled faintly. It was already amazing that he could reach this level with the existing East China Sea Emperor.

He remembered that his highest aptitude was only C. Isn't that hard to believe? Is he skeptical?

But in the end, I still lost, just by a little bit.

When everyone was cheering, only the Emperor of the East Sea burst into tears and cried, "No, I didn't win, I didn't win!"

Her crying made the venue quiet. Only then did everyone notice that one of Lin Sheng's shoes had a worn-out sole, and most of his toes were exposed.

Oh my god! Is that blond horsegirl wearing regular sneakers? How does he achieve that speed?

This match does not count.

If Lin Sheng's normal race was not convincing enough, he now had the qualifications to shut up those who were still praising the Emperor of the East China Sea.

He came in such a hurry that he certainly didn't have time to change his shoes. Even his clothes and the Ma Musume suit he used to cover himself up were just left on the roadside by Ma Musume fans, and he just happened to pick them up.

Lin Sheng wiped the tears from the Emperor of the East Sea. "What's there to cry about? You're still crying after winning the game. Didn't your father teach you not to cry easily?"

"But, but, I didn't win, I really didn't win!" The tears of the Emperor of the East China Sea continued to flow out. She defeated a horse girl who didn't wear horseshoes. What was there to be happy about?

Win? No, she didn't win, and she lost completely. She believed that if the other party was wearing regular shoes, there would be absolutely no chance of winning.

"Haha, Dibao, it's time for you to grow up. Tears can't help you grow. Whoever crosses the finish line first wins. This is the rule left by our ancestors."

Lin Sheng tried to comfort her, paused, and then continued in a calm tone, "As a reward for your victory over me, I'll give you this: Success is not the end, failure is not the end, only courage is eternal."

"Courage is eternal..." The Emperor of the East China Sea stopped crying, wiped his tears, and silently recited Lin Sheng's words, "I remember, I will."

After comforting the Emperor of the East China Sea, Lin Sheng turned his head to the good opera who was supported by the famous general Nu Tao.

"Anyway, thank you, Opera King. I can already see you dominating the Flash Series in the future."

Good opera, I really want to ask, thank me for what?

Thank you for stalling for me... No, thank you for standing up for Ulala.

Otherwise, in that situation, the Emperor of the East China Sea would really have to accompany Ulala.

Good Opera found the title of Opera King extremely pleasant, and was smug and wanted to show off, but when the famous general Nu Tao pulled his clothes, he smiled bitterly and said, "But I didn't help at all."

"No, you're the best of all the horse girls out there."

"Okay, this farce ends here." Lin Sheng wanted to withdraw before the reporters could react.

"Wait, wait a minute, can you tell me your name?"

"Emperor, King of Opera, can we say that today we are the three kings gathered together?" Lin Sheng glanced at the slightly longer golden fluffy wig and his own golden horse girl suit and casually said a name, "The Lion King."

"The Golden Lion King?" The Emperor of the East China Sea remembered it seriously, looking a little dazed.

"Haha, I was kidding you. No matter how you look at it, this is not a person's name, let alone a horse girl's name." Lin Sheng teased her and ran away.

"Huh? So what's your name?"

Lin Sheng ran a long way away, turned his back to her and raised his hand, "Compete with Jingge."

Oops! She's run away! Hurry up and catch up. We can't let that horse girl get away.

The reporter who had been doing commentary for one episode wanted to throw down the microphone and run at her horsegirl-like speed to catch up.

It’s been a long time since I had this kind of experience. Where was the last time I pursued someone like that?

"Saixia Jingge...I think you called me Dibao just now!" Is it a nickname or a pet name?

The Emperor of the East China Sea looked at Lin Sheng's back and had endless fantasies.

Chapter 312: Chase quickly, the other party is injured and can't escape

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"The Emperor of the East China Sea won." After the game, Beibu Xuanju happily turned around and clenched his fists to report the good news to Li Jianguangzuan.

But he saw that Satomi Mitsuzu was holding a dessert in one hand and licking the dessert in Mejiro McQueen's hand with her mouth. Her mind was completely not on the competition.

She has been captured by Mejiro McQueen's dessert.

"Did you win? But didn't the broadcast just now say that it doesn't count?" She didn't even raise her head and continued to lick the dessert, not wiping the grease stains on her mouth.

"Really?" Beibu Xuanju pretended not to hear the announcement. "But in my heart, she won."

Most of the current fans of Emperor are the same as Northern Xuanju, who only care about the results, and there are also many who rationally believe that the winner is the blonde horse girl.

The opponent didn't even put up horseshoes, so it's really a bit far-fetched to say that the Emperor of the East China Sea won the game.

Horseshoes do not increase speed, they are used to increase friction between the feet and prevent shoe wear.

Without the protection of horseshoes, it is considered good enough to finish a race, and it is normal to have the soles of your feet worn out.

"The blonde horse girl is very strong, but the Emperor of the East China Sea is even stronger. That's it." Northern Xuanju clenched his fists and reaffirmed his belief that the Emperor of the East China Sea is invincible.

No one paid any attention to her, and Satomi Mitsuzu's mouth was filled with Mejiro McQueen's desserts.

"Is it delicious?" Mebai McQueen helped her wipe the cream from the corner of her mouth.

"Mmm, it tastes crispy and sweet. I want to eat more."

A soulmate, this is definitely a soulmate. How come this child can eat so much?

"Xiao Zuan, the teacher said that you can't eat things given by strangers." Beibu Xuanju, who didn't get any emotional resonance, began to lecture Li Jianguang Zuan, with a little jealousy in his eyes.

"How can Sister McQueen be an outsider? Xiaobei, let me introduce her to you. She is the future strongest horse racing girl Mejiro McQueen that I told you about."

"Nonsense, the strongest one should be the Emperor of the East Sea."

Satomi Hikari took a bite of the dessert in her hand, her mouth puffed up slightly, "No, it's Sister McQueen."

"Is this dessert really that delicious? Is it worth you speaking so much for it?" Beibu Xuanju snatched the other dessert from her hand, took a bite, and it seemed not bad... "It tastes just average! Humph!"

They started arguing with each other, and McQueen was in a dilemma. Is this okay? I am the strongest, but don't quarrel over me!

People can be shy too.

"You two, you can quarrel, but can you please not take it out on my dessert?" The people who came to mediate came, and Maruzen Skiing came over. When she saw that only half of the dessert was left, she felt uneasy and touched her chest.

Did all the desserts I gave to my younger brother end up in the stomachs of you two little guys?

"Maruzen-senpai... hehe, that..." Mejiro McQueen's voice trembled when he saw that she was about to explode.

"Alright, alright, just eat it. It's no big deal." Maruzen Skiing waved his hand. Not only was he not angry, he even turned his back, pretending not to see anything. "Before I notice you, take as many as you can."

At the command, Ri Mitsuzuna took action, and he caught five of them in his arms. The same was true for Beibu Xuanju.

"Didn't you say it wasn't tasty?"

"I said the one that wasn't tasty was the one you just had in your hand."

"Didn't you say we shouldn't eat strangers' things?"

"How can Diamond be a stranger?"

"Then... this is for you too." Satomi Mitsuzumi shared one of her desserts.

The two who were arguing just now immediately made up as before.

Maruzen skied and picked up the remaining dessert, smiling like a flower. "I really envy you guys for being young and energetic. When will I be able to find a couple that I can quarrel with like this for the rest of my life?"

"CP?" Kitagawa Genju and Satomi Kozuna said almost in unison, and then looked at Maruzen skiing together.

"Xiaobei, she seems to know about CP too!"

"But she seems to have used it in the wrong place, right?"

"We are not a couple, that's just a fantasy word."

Maruzen felt unwell the moment he was skiing. What does this mean?

Aren’t you a couple?

She fled the scene carrying the box.

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Fujikishi did not chase Lin Sheng like others did. She walked silently to the competition venue, picked up a piece of shoe sole, and looked at it carefully in the sunlight.

It smells like feet...

"Hmm?" She touched a red mark on it. "Is that blood? He's injured after all."

"Who is this Cinderella?" She turned her gaze to the direction where Lin Sheng was leaving.

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Now Lin Sheng had no way to go back immediately to find Mubai McQueen or Excellent Quality. He ran into a small empty room and when he came out he had taken off his costume.

In order to cover it up, he even spent 5,000 legendary points to buy a pair of shoes.

He didn't even buy them before the competition, and he really regretted it. He thought his shoes could at least last one race.

I didn't expect that this would force the Emperor of the East China Sea to use his ultimate move. It took him more than a month to help Yamato Chiji Kaigu, but the Emperor of the East China Sea only used one game. This is really unfair.

The East China Sea Emperor that he cultivated must be obtained at all costs.

After finishing the work, he started to stroll around with a swagger.

"Sir, may I ask, have you seen a blonde horse girl as tall as you running past here?" A male reporter ran up out of breath and grabbed Lin Sheng's arm.

Looking closely, the man in front of me really looks like the blonde horse girl. If he had blonde hair and wore a mask...

This is simply impossible. How could Ma Musume be the same as ordinary people? He laughed at himself and wondered if he was overthinking it.

Lin Sheng pointed casually to the south.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much." The male reporter pinched his numb legs and continued running with his companions.

"Hurry up and chase him, he's injured and can't run away."

Lin Sheng was speechless. Why did he feel like he was running for his life now?

After relaxing, he felt the aftereffects of running coming on, and his feet felt a little weak, especially his right foot, which was burning with pain.

He found a hotel, walked in, booked a room, and soaked his feet in the sweet spring water.

He just didn't show it on the court, but a large piece of skin was rubbed off, and it was really painful. Only when he put his feet in the spring did he feel better.

If he only had sweet spring water, there would be no way to recover in a short time. While soaking in it, he searched for any useful medicine in his system.

"Ointment for bruises?"

"Wantong Muscle and Bone Patch?"

"Are these things useful?"

He knew whether it was useful or not just by looking at the price. These were things that could be exchanged for one or two points, and the effect might not be as good as Ganquan.

Is there anything that can heal wounds quickly?