Play trumpet in the world of horse racing girl

In this match, the tyrant...she really intends to use her strength to compete...

"Very nice eyes... But if there is no fantasy seed factor, even if it is against [slight anger] or something, no matter how intense the emotion..."

The tyrant's expression remained unchanged. Although he looked at the guy from the family through the eyes of Sheng Jiweng, as if he was about to eat her, the tyrant still looked unshakable.

"It's also a kind of incompetent rage!" The tyrant didn't speed up, although his [Tyrant see reference] effect will end soon, but it doesn't mean that she will become easy to deal with after the speed is reduced!

【God Grant】

This is the ability that truly belongs to the tyrant. Although she does not seem to be so arrogant and conceited in terms of character, it is just like the tyrant himself - powerful power will inevitably bring a kind of arrogance and prejudice, even if it is a kind person. No exception.

Although the arrogance of the tyrant is hidden, the mood deeply embedded in the template is not a small arrogance at all—on the contrary, the malice in it has reached the point where the tyrant can directly start pointing the sword at theocracy.

Divine right granted by the king, what a terrible and treacherous word in this world where gods really exist?The power of the gods is granted by the king. Even if this sentence is said, I am afraid that in a world similar to the God of Olympus, that person will definitely be torn to pieces.

However, the tyrant used this as the name of the skill, and used it openly at this moment, as if she was not afraid of any problems that might arise.

"This is?" The noble family, who was still far away, felt a terrifying oppressive force coming from the tyrant's position. This oppressive force was completely different from what she had expected!

If it was said that in the past it was relying on the extremely heavy pressure that directly pressed the person out of breath, then this time the heavy pressure is absolutely as if the person is forced to the ground and then pinched the leg.

"Is this your new trick?" Although the noble family knew that the tyrant's aura is simply the strongest spear and shield, they didn't expect that this guy could continue to use this ability, which is simply unimaginable.

No, I can't fall behind too much, I must catch up immediately!

The famous family didn't care that much, anyway, the training at the beginning was to make me not have to be afraid of these oppressive auras, and now it is absolutely impossible for the tyrant to use her abominable aura to oppress herself...

"!" Just when the famous family was about to speed up again, a burst of heart palpitations suddenly burst out from the bone marrow, as if countless iron chains directly bound her layer by layer at this moment.

This sudden and weird sense of restraint almost caused Wang Family to slip and fall to the ground. Fortunately, the long-term training allowed her to stabilize her figure, and she did not fall to the ground directly because of this sudden feeling.

"Legs, legs can't move according to my own wishes..." After the noble family stabilized their bodies, they realized that this was not a hallucination or a sudden physical illness. It seemed to be similar to the oppressive aura of a tyrant, but these auras ...

It wasn't a general sense of oppression, but an extreme sense of numbness. At that moment, the noble family couldn't feel his legs at all, and even now he hasn't recalled it.

The famous family thought about it carefully, just now she was ready to rush up again in one breath, but these auras just made her feel fear.

Moreover, this kind of fear actually ignored her training results, making her feel that her muscles were stiff, as if she had been frozen, and the running posture she had just prepared disappeared in a second, as if she Those thoughts just now are just like intrusive thoughts that can break at the touch of a button.

'Is this a surprise?That was really a great surprise..." The noble family couldn't help clenching their teeth, and the silver teeth made an unpleasant rubbing sound.

This guy... is really incomprehensibly powerful, can he really achieve this level of momentum?Or is it a field or something?But is there really a field like this for horse racing girls?

No, cheer up, there must be a way to break through, must, must be found, otherwise...

"She is?" Seeing the sudden pause of the famous family, McQueen was a little puzzled. Will this kind of world-class racehorse girl also have this kind of situation?There is such an obvious pause or something...

Sheng Jiweng pushed his glasses, and after thinking for two seconds, he answered McQueen: "This is considered a high-level... a little trick, but it is not her mistake, but the ability of the tyrant."

"ability……"

"It's like a field, but it's different from a field. These abilities are considered to be researched by themselves during their training. They are related to some fields that you don't understand. It's useless if you ask."

Sheng Jiweng shrugged his shoulders. It cannot be said to be a systematic skill, and these skills really need to be activated by the mentality and thinking of you horse girls, right?

If it hadn't been confirmed that there was nothing in the system, Sheng Jiweng would wonder if the system was sprayed out from the seed of light of a company next door. Why is everything activated by spiritual power?

"Is that so?" McQueen nodded, feeling that he was still a long way from being the strongest horse race girl—although it is not difficult to revitalize the McQueen family, every race horse girl has a change. It is the dream of becoming the strongest racehorse girl.

"Although the tyrant has not continued to fly on flat ground, she is still far ahead at this moment! It's just that the speed of the noble family has begun to slow down at this time! But from this distance, I can only say that it seems that the state of the noble family lady is no matter what. Not good!"

The game continued, and the tyrant had already reached the middle circle. Although the speed of [Tyrant See Reference] had expired, the speed had slowed down, but relying on the huge commissions brought by other skills, the tyrant still remained far ahead. .

And behind the tyrant... these contestants will be miserable, not only have to suffer from the oppression of the tyrant, but also have to eat the gate skills drawn by the tyrant, and even because of the [divine right granted by the king], they can't even run. It may not be possible to play out.

"What kind of race is this..." One of the contestants lowered her head. She had never found out that middle-distance running was so tiring in her life.

Now this horse race girl just feels like she has been reduced to a laborer in a dark and strict empire. Her whole body is like being whipped by a sharp whip, and she even has extremely malicious eyes staring at her...

This wave after wave of fear made her tremble all over, and there was no longer any running idea in her mind. Now she just wants to end all this quickly, for example, let the tyrant finish the race as soon as possible , and then leave the arena...

At this moment, the tyrant is just as they wished, maintaining her absolute leading position. There is only the whistling wind around her because of the excessive speed. Although the noble family is still trying to catch up with her, she knows that guy very well. It is impossible.

Just like a solo show, if she ignores the cheers of the audience around her, then at this moment she can feel that she is running here completely alone...

There was no sound of footsteps around, no other horse girls running hard, no movement other than the wind and herself...

——It was really a lonely silence.

"The tyrant is still far ahead. At this moment, her speed seems to have begun to stabilize, and the gap between the noble family and the tyrant is still at the level of difference. How many times has she been in a daze? What happened? "

Looking at the tyrant who turned the game of a group of people into a unique show, and the noble family who has been trying to catch up with the tyrant, Mr. TT felt that that person was simply a confidant, after all, the tyrant...

Forget it, not much to say, according to the situation of the system, it is estimated that each of these eight-legged horses is such a pervert.

"She has been in a daze for 7 times..." Fire of Heaven watched carefully, but she only felt that she was here to watch the solo, that tyrant was so good that she wondered if he was a racehorse girl.

After all, the tyrant...he doesn't look like the horse race girl in the textbook. Compared with him, the noble family is too normal. At least the seventh floor can be found to be similar to the textbook.

"Okay, so our Miss Noble Family is still running hard, but there is still a big gap behind the Noble Family, and our other players are still working hard. Although it feels that the effect is not good, there is no doubt that the players are all running. Working hard."

"Come on, everyone, you are all warriors! You can't just give up like this!" Anyone who dares to challenge a tyrant is enough to be called a warrior, right?After all, challenging bosses is not something that ordinary horse race girls can do.

The audience followed Mr. TT and shouted, but most of them were still shouting the name of the tyrant, and the other part were still trying to cheer for the noble family.

"Damn it, don't give up easily, noble family!" In a room in France, the trainer who was still holding a pizza in his hand also shouted loudly, although he also knew...they underestimated the enemy...

"I won't lose..." The famous family tried to use her own running method again and again, but almost every time she felt that strange sense of restraint, which made her have to stop the pace she was about to start.

At this moment, the distance between her and the tyrant has been widened, and that distance can only be seen with her eyes. Even if she shouts loudly, she probably won't be able to hear it because of the wind, right?

Like it used to be?I lost in a muddle, I couldn't even touch the opponent's ponytail, and I lost in a mess because I wasn't strong enough...

'So...that's too much!you guy! '

"Don't throw me far away and run away alone again!" The noble family roared like a roaring lion, and the anger filled her heart, burning like a raging fire.

The two horse girls ran forward one after the other, one seemed to turn into a black shooting star, and the other was like a raging lion. Although the male lion couldn't catch up to the black shooting star, she didn't give up on it. reason.

【Lion's Wrath】

[Finally, the proud but lonely throne]

"Oh! Both players started the final acceleration at the same time. Although the famous family still has a long distance from the tyrant, but at this moment she has already left the other players far away! This game has completely turned into a tyrant It's a stage for the two of you and the famous family!"

"Tyrant!!!" The noble family roared furiously just like Apple did back then, chasing the black in front of them.

Just a little faster, a little faster, I can do it a little faster, if I go a little faster, I can surpass that black line...

"Huh...?" The tyrant turned his head slightly and glanced at the noble family behind him. The blue figure was still like a small dot in her eyes, so far away.

——In the memory of the template, it was the same that day, right?One man led the way, while the other roared furiously and unwillingly, and finally succumbed to unmatched power.

If it is a tyrant in armor, maybe he will be chased behind him, just like the Redstone Dragon, but now——

Without stopping, without mercy, and without hesitation, the tyrant kicked again, and several large pieces of soil were kicked out, leaving a hole in the grass.

And the tyrant himself turned into a black figure again, as if he had turned into a plane flying on flat ground, and rushed to the finish line under the desperate eyes of the noble family and some audience members...

219. Two people after the match

Monsters are almost invincible - the noble family has been very aware of this since before, because in that week, the girl who used to be just chasing glory and speed was completely destroyed by that monster. Pride crushed to pieces.

How terrifying, almost invincible, or in other words, that kind of guy was something she never thought would really exist in her life, like the top of the world.

On that day, the noble family saw her own nightmare, the demon that haunted her, the figure that she had been forced to recall in the dark night countless times over the years...

——If I can't crush my nightmare, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well in this life!

The famous family has long realized this, so in order to be qualified to face that nightmare, she has been doing self-abuse training. In addition to the most basic leg weights, she also insists on compressing her rest time, just like It's like a training machine that doesn't know what fatigue is, and it keeps training.

The trainers of the famous family stopped her more than once. After all, this kind of self-abuse training is too harmful to the body. It is not the first time that even Sheng Jiweng has been invited by them.

But so what?How many times has the trainer advised you?How many times have you been in a hospital bed because of injuries caused by training?These noble families know it, but that doesn't mean she'll stop.

As time goes by, even her trainer has fully understood that perhaps Wang's life as a racehorse girl is to break the nightmare she saw at that time. For this reason, he can only work very hard to help Wang's trained.

"I lost..." The trainer looked at the gap between the tyrant and the famous family in the final lap on TV, and couldn't help sighing. It seemed that they still underestimated the tyrant.

That's right, that's the legendary horse girl, the ultimate trump card in the British horse racing world... But in this way, what's the point of their long-term training?

"It's a mess..." The trainer put down the red wine in his hand, took out a cigarette of his own from his pocket, and sat on his sofa with a sad face.

What should we do in the future?Although the famous family can of course continue to compete, but after losing now, where is her motivation next?Should we attack the so-called URA competition, or continue to train a few times before challenging the tyrant?

In any case, as a trainer, the only thing he can do is to support her and support everything the noble family does.

Even if she wants to give up later...

"Dingling, ringing..." Just as the trainer took his third puff of cigarettes with his lips, the phone in his office suddenly rang a loud alarm, which made the trainer, who was still contemplating where the future was, stunned. for a moment.

Who will be calling me at this time?Noble Family fan?Or which friend of mine?Or is it your former teacher?

In any case, out of politeness, he still answered the phone that kept ringing: "Hello, who is this?"

"...I think we can not discuss this issue for the time being. After all, this is not important to you, is it?"

"..." There was an electronically synthesized voice on the other end of the phone, and the trainer recognized it almost immediately. Maybe the other party didn't intend to hide this at all, so he chose such an obvious electronically synthesized voice.

"Looks like a failure in training, doesn't it?"

"So, are you here to mock?" The trainer frowned. He didn't expect to receive this kind of call just after the game. The decline in people's quality is too obvious now, right?

"That's not the case, I just want to talk to you and ask you to change your training plan a little bit..."

"It's not your turn to guide me in my training plan, right? I'm not proud, but I'm a famous British trainer anyway, and I still have some skills."

"Really? Listen to it first, anyway, you don't have the mind to do other things now..."

"..." The trainer fell silent. What the other party said was correct. He was really not in the mood to think about other things, so should he listen to it?

After thinking for a few seconds, he sighed. Anyway, he is at a loss now. Why don't he just listen to what this guy with unknown origin has to say? It's just some ridiculous topics, right?

........................

failed...

The sky began to drizzle slightly, and Mr. TT is still giving follow-up explanations, but the nobles will no longer listen

I didn't expect that I would still be... Sure enough, a monster is a monster, how could it be so easy to fail? With such strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with it after a few more years of practice...

Really, is this all in vain?I was looking forward to it in vain, and it was the same as before, being crushed like a leaf on the side of the road. There is no change at all, is it?

The noble family kneeling on the ground looked at the gray sky, their eyes were expressionless, as if something had been broken in their hearts. That haughty attitude was completely gone.

The voices of the audience can't be heard anymore, just looking at the empty sky, it seems... not bad...

"Tread, step, step..."

Footsteps sounded, stepping on the rain-soaked grass, and gradually approaching the Wang family, until the familiar feeling appeared beside him again, the Wang family came back to his senses, and then turned his head to look.

The black tyrant stood beside her, her face remained expressionless, and her red eyes were still silently staring at herself.

"... Ah, you... won again." The famous family lowered their heads slightly, unable to look directly at the tyrant's face, because she lost again, and the Haikou that she once boasted before the game has now all come to naught...

A full-on tyrant, is that all?I thought it was as simple as one plus one, but it turned out that two zeros were added after one...

So the famous family dare not look at the face of the tyrant, just like a child confidently telling his parents that he will get a perfect score this time, but when he gets the test paper, he finds that the bottom one in the class is the same. She has no face at this moment For the tyrant, the rhetoric that was thought before has also become empty talk.

"..." The tyrant closed his eyes and fell silent for a while. The rainwater hit them drop by drop, making the two of them seem to have just been salvaged from the water.

"The momentum is good, I feel it..."

"..." The noble family raised her head slightly and looked at the tyrant. For some reason, she always felt that this was not the terrifying monster in her impression. Even though there was no smile on the other's face, she didn't feel how cold the other's eyes were. .

"Thanks for your hard work. I have already heard about your incidents. It seems that I did something wrong back then... I originally hoped that you would not take this path, but it made you misunderstand..."

"But I heard your voice, and you still have a good momentum. It seems that hard work really paid off, doesn't it?"

"...But, I still can't compete with you, can I?" The famous family smiled bitterly. Compared with the tyrant, what are the results of their own efforts?

"Everyone is different. I don't care about my so-called noble blood, and I don't like those names—powerful guys are always lonely and arrogant. I don't expect to understand your mood completely by myself. I'm afraid I can't do that."

"But you want to win me, I heard it, but it's a pity that the famous family-I won't let myself lose so easily, at least facing one person, I will definitely not let myself lose easily .”

"Alone?" The noble family looked at the tyrant, not quite understanding, why did the other party say that he was alone?Isn't that what horse racing is all about?One person wins, one person's glory is not shared.

"You can understand this question by yourself—but you still have another chance in the future. I will wait for you in the URA competition. At that time, you will either win me or lose again."

Seeing the tyrant like this, the noble family fell silent, as if he was thinking about something, and the tyrant was not in a hurry, just waiting quietly, waiting for the noble family to give him an answer.

After thinking for a while, the corners of the famous family's mouth curled up slightly, and there seemed to be that kind of light in his eyes again, as if the male lion who had just been killed by a hunter slowly woke up again: "What can you bet on?" ?"

"Let's talk about it when the time comes. Talking big now is nothing more than quick talk." The tyrant didn't immediately agree. She just folded her arms and faced the noble family's question with an indifferent attitude.

"Oh, that's right... the quick tongue." Wang Clan lowered his head again, and smiled self-deprecatingly. No matter what he said, as long as he couldn't do it, as long as he couldn't finish it, then it was indeed just a boring quick tongue.

"By the way, you guy, can you dance?"