Play trumpet in the world of horse racing girl

After all, the opponent is no longer Adam, who is so stupid that a few noises can distract attention, but a tyrant who is enough to pose a huge threat to the entire Treisen Academy. Only with extreme spirit can we face it well.

"I see." Yuzao looked at her fist with a cross, and then took a deep breath, as if she was planning to do something. Finally, she looked at the audience around and some of the reporters holding cameras, and finally just spit out again. It's over in one go.

After all, if you do something, it will probably be photographed. Although it may be suitable for cheering, it is definitely not the image that Yuzao wants to see on TV.

"I heard it's Kasamatsu's pride." Several horse race girls who were standing beside the scalpers, who happened not to be blocked too much from their sight, watched the five Kasamatsu horse girls who were not low-spirited walk slowly forward, touching Chin carefully looked at them.

"Ah, it is said that Kasamatsu is the most powerful horse race girl. Among them, Oguri Hat and Tamamo Cross are also very famous GⅠ hunters, and they have appeared in many big prize races."

"Maki Linen Kunai."

"But it's impossible to fight against a tyrant." Just as the girls were discussing these famous girls, the scalper looked at the girls from Kasamatsu and just shook his head slightly.

After several horse girls looked at him, he continued to speak slowly: "Even if I am not a trainer, I can understand that the tyrant's ability has completely surpassed most of the horse girls in the world. She's a famous racehorse girl, but trying to fight a tyrant is just a dream."

Yes, he, who has witnessed the tyrant's tyranny, has already understood that the tyrant is invincible, she is the limit of the racehorse girl, she is the type that cannot easily fail, there is no racehorse girl that she can't defeat, right?Even if there is, then you can take off your armor and do it again.

"They can't beat the tyrant—if the tyrant loses, I won't be a scalper anymore." The scalper smiled and waved his hands, shaking his head at the horse race girls in front of him. He has enough strength for the tyrant confidence.

"Oh, I always think this is a flag."

"It's not that kind of thing, it's confidence, do you understand confidence?"

"But even so, it still feels like a flag. Do you want to make a written statement?"

"Hey, hey, do you need to be so serious? Besides, this is not a flag. Anyone with a discerning eye can see it."

Just when the two sides were chatting and discussing things that they didn't want to do with the business, the whole scene suddenly became chaotic, as if someone threw a firecracker into the arsenal, and everyone present opened their throats and started Shouting, they screamed again and again, as excited as the victims who had been hungry for several days without eating a grain of rice were finally opened to release food.

"Tyrant! Tyrant! Tyrant!" The horse girl, who was still bickering with the scalper just now, watched all the people around start shouting, their faces were absolutely fanatical, and their voices were neat as if they had a dedicated commander, because now They even uttered the exact same words.

The scalper realized who had appeared on the stage—yes, only she, only she would have this level of cheers to greet her, and only she would have such a sense of oppression...

The scalper and the horse race girls raised their heads, and at some point in the distant sky, countless dark clouds rolled in, and the sunshine, which was not so bright, was almost completely blocked. A cold wind enough to make people shiver was blowing from that distance, and it blew on everyone present in a very balanced manner.

The sudden drop in temperature made the ox couldn't help shaking his body. It seemed that the temperature had dropped a lot again, making him feel like he was about to catch a cold.

The original lively scene gradually stopped, and everyone seemed to have entered the most serious venue. An indescribable aura has gradually been suppressed. The aura is like a giant or even a monster. Such a gradual pressure from a distance, no one can speak at will.

The king has arrived, and the atmosphere at this moment has become serious. It is completely different from the heated discussion when Kasamatsu and his party passed by just now. At this moment, everyone is watching silently, watching the top emperor come here. film arena.

Heavy metal shoes trampled on the stone floor, the bright red cloak fluttered non-stop due to the constant blowing cold wind, her expressionless face seemed to be the strongest object in the world, her eyes never squinted at the surrounding The crowd, just looking at the road ahead.

Just like a king standing on a throne on a mountaintop with a biting cold wind blowing, he walked unhurriedly, and finally walked down from an absolute height that cannot be touched. The trainers felt an almost unimaginable pressure.

The horse race girls who had just chatted with the scalpers were completely sure at this moment—Kasamatsu's genius?Or she is indeed a genius, but when facing a tyrant, only a few racehorse girls can feel this oppressive feeling that they can't even take a step forward.

"Woo..." Yes, they are very sure, this is the feeling of fear that they can't even take a step, like a little mouse stared at by a huge god, as if their legs are going to be covered by the momentum It's so oppressive that it's like being forced to sit on the ground or kneel down, and just need to release the momentum to oppress countless low-level racehorse girls who don't even have the qualifications to approach them like a fish grinder.

However, what the horse race girls didn't expect was that just as the tyrant seemed to be about to meet the eyes of countless people and walked into the player passage ahead, they suddenly discovered that the tyrant, who had never looked at others, suddenly turned his head After glancing at them, before they could react to what happened, the tyrant nodded slightly at them, as if confirming something.

Although it was only for a moment, it almost caused the heads of several horse race girls to stop for a while. They watched the tyrant look away blankly, and then slowly walked into the runner's passage in front without looking at others.

"Okay, so handsome..." One of the horse race girls stared blankly at the background, the back that seemed to rule everything, as if standing upright enough to block all harm.

The other horse race girl slowly raised her hand, and gently tugged at the corner of her companion's clothes: "Xiaobei, she, did she nod to us just now?"

"Okay, it seems to be... I don't know, it feels like a dream just now..."

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"Tread...tread..."

The footsteps of the metal boots echoed in the player passage all the time. It seemed that she was the only one left here for a while, and it was surprisingly quiet. The Kasamatsu group who had just entered seemed to have disappeared.

"Can you hear me? Your fans are deafening."

The sudden voice, even if you don't see the figure, you can still hear who it is. The tyrant just said slowly in the direction of the voice:

"Yeah, but it's better to be quiet. After all, shouting at the top of your lungs is actually bad for your throat, and I don't have a throat medicine industry chain."

Behind her, at some point, there appeared a capable and energetic figure in a neat military uniform—and she had actually been waiting here for a long time.

"You came here two days ago and waited. You really have perseverance. If it weren't for the friendly people in this world, I think you would be kicked out by them."

"Actually, it was blasted out, so I stayed in the hotel for two days, but I was earlier than these onlookers, so they didn't have to cheer for me."

The Lord of Glory walked to the tyrant's side, and he didn't seem to be afraid of her momentum enough to overwhelm the racehorse girl's knees. He just casually adjusted his gloves and collar to make himself look more energetic.

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to have internal strife, or even though I felt that the Lord of Glory template was unstable at the beginning, I didn't expect it to appear so soon."

"In fact, it is very stable. Lord Wurong just has a gloomy personality, likes to do all kinds of evil, and even engages in some illegal methods, but I think it is completely controllable, but it is inconvenient for these thoughts to flow out."

Lord Wurong took off his glasses again, and heaved a sigh of relief. Because it was extremely cold around the tyrant, the glasses easily fogged up, allowing her to wipe them clean.

"Having said so much, what is the purpose? Although it was set that way at the beginning, but now it seems that the system's [noble background] does not seem to have any effect."

"I could have told a lot of riddles, and then you would scold me and laugh at myself, but I think it's better not to do that, so I'll end these riddles and open the skylight to speak plainly."

Lord Wurong slowed down, but the tyrant did not stop. She was still walking forward, not caring at all that Lord Wurong had stopped, watching her back.

"I want to defeat you, tyrant—or rather, I want to defeat the tyrant's ideal."

295. The game begins

After tidying up his collar and putting on his gloves, the noble family in their winning uniform just sat upright in the lounge.

As a racehorse girl who hastily signed up right after the tyrant, the distinguished family knew exactly what she was doing and what she needed—although this time she couldn't see the tail of the horse that was flicked by the tyrant earlier. She no longer had the same sense of tension as in a life-and-death duel with her fateful opponent, but it still made her feel an irrepressible sense of urgency and extreme anticipation.

It's like chasing towards the stronger one. Although there is no doubt that the fear of being won by the tyrant with a crushing posture surrounds the mind all the time, there is always a voice in my heart telling myself that the tyrant is invincible, and it is not the same as myself. A level exists.

But even if this is the case, can you really make yourself afraid?Ever since the first contest with the tyrant, the noble family knew that she was definitely not the same as the tyrant in every aspect, but even if she was climbing, she still wanted to drag that arrogant guy who thought so much of herself off her Iron Throne !

"It's really a familiar feeling. The air conditioner is obviously turned on inside, but when that guy comes, the air conditioner doesn't work." Even if you are sitting in the lounge, when the Korean wave outside is mixed with the familiar discomfort At that time, the noble family could guess who was walking in the loud footsteps outside the door.

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"It's so cold..." In the room on the other side, the emperor is also arranging his clothes - after all, this game may be able to lose, but the image must not be messed up. As the local landlord of Neon, she is also considered a card one of the faces.

In fact, when she found out that the tyrant was with her in the Japan Cup, she was stunned, because she just wanted to show a better stage for her comeback game, and maybe meet a member of "Kingdom", but that didn't work Make her care too much.

But I didn't expect that the tyrant didn't talk about martial arts so much, or wanted to give himself a surprise?It didn't take long for her to sign up for the Japan Cup, and she signed up with her directly. This is simply a typical sniper tactics.

Do I need a tyrant to attack like this?The emperor was a bit dumbfounded, but there was nothing he could do. As a card in the neon horse racing world, he couldn't retire, could he?

"This is really embarrassing me, and even if I don't see anyone, but this feeling... It's really cold. I used to think it was going to rainstorm, but now I feel like it's going to be a snowstorm..." The emperor rubbed his hands Hand, the tyrant outside the door walked by, making people feel like they are in an extremely cold area. Although it is a bit exaggerated to say this, the emperor did feel a biting chill.

I just hope that this game doesn't end in another instant. The emperor is probably watching from the audience...

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"Hey hey? Can't everyone get in?!"

The five racehorse girls, Donghai Emperor, Mebaro McQueen, Bad Joke, Sheng Jiweng, and One Foot, looked at the scalper in front of them, and asked him about the seat situation with a face full of shock.

"You guys came too late. These seats were almost sold out yesterday, and they were all sold out today. I heard that even the special audience seats are already full, and the entire arena is full. Then it's going to be a can of sardines."

"Hey hey?! Isn't it?!"

The emperor covered his head in distress, obviously she still wanted to watch the bloody match between the president and the tyrant up close, but no matter what it was, she couldn't get in.

"Is there really no extra space?" McQueen looked at the emperor like this, looked at the scalper, and planned to use his ability as a young lady.

But the scalper just shook his head: "In fact, it's all sold. If there are no people, maybe you can still auction it, but now everyone is here, even if you take the money to find one, it's impossible." .”

Just when the scalper said this, the scene of the match, which was barely quiet because of the tyrant's aura, suddenly became chaotic again. The loud noise even scared the scalper's sunglasses almost off his face.

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"Tyrant! Tyrant! Tyrant!" Countless spectators shouted at the same time. From the moment the figure in black armor entered the arena, they could no longer hold back the thought of shouting for that king.

And under the gaze of countless people, the black king walked to the gate of the contestants with unhurried steps, and then she slowly raised her hands, as if she was about to hug something or hold something up, and it was such a casual This action caused all the audience in the audience to utter a huge shout that almost resounded through the sky.

"Tyrant! Invincible!"

"Tyrant! We love you! We love you!!"

A lot of roaring is just a simple action - but it is the almost endless admiration these fans have for this extremely powerful king, because she has such strength, and in this world, even if it is nothing In the crazy world, a powerful racehorse girl naturally means an almost indescribable popularity.

The Lord folded his hands, leaned against the wall at the entrance of the contestants, looked at the back of the tyrant, and the audience who were not close to her at all but acted as if they respected her, lowered their heads slightly, making the room The reflection of the light and his own glasses covered his eyes.

"It's such a huge idol. It seems that you can accomplish everything with just waving your hands." Lord Wurong rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch-this is not a luxury watch, it's just a conversion that only costs dozens of dollars The cheap goods that can be bought are completely out of proportion to the decisive suit she wears.

"But so what? In the final analysis, after the legend of my invincibility is broken by a group of racehorse girls, can I really change the environment?"

The Lord of Glory's plan actually started on the third day after her template came into this world, and at that time, she cut off the link with all the templates and started Really played the stand-alone mode.

It's not that she doesn't trust the tyrant. The template of the tyrant is completely the type that is superficial and inner, and may not be a purely good person, but making friends is definitely a completely qualified type.

However, Lord Wurong felt that that dream was not enough. He was too naive to think that it could only be a dream forever—is it true that even if it is a BOSS level, it is actually just a problem child?Sure enough, this system is a problem children's character store.

But the Lord of Glory didn't talk to himself after that, because someone from the other side had already come, and the person who came was the most important team——Spica.

A burst of chaotic footsteps stopped about five meters away from Lord Wurong, and then Lord Wurong, who was still looking outside, turned his head and looked at the group of racehorse girls who had just walked over.

At this moment, everyone and Lord Wurong looked at each other silently. Even the golden boat didn't dare to smile at this time, not only because the tyrant's aura had not dissipated, but also because of the look on Lord Wurong's face. It's also not the type that makes people laugh after seeing it.

"Yo~" Lord Rongrong stretched out a hand and greeted everyone, his tone was like that of some aliens.

"My lord..." It's a pity that most of the people in this group don't understand this stalk, and the leader, Special Zhou, just slowly clenched his fists, staring fixedly at Lord Wurong in front of him.

"It's really a huge hostility, obviously we shouldn't have been in contact too many times." Facing the gaze of a group of people, Lord Wurong didn't feel nervous at all, and even straightened his hair.

"Well, but it's coming soon—see you next on the field, I hope you don't lose too badly."

Without waiting for more words to appear, Lord Wurong glanced at his watch again, and finally went directly to the arena.

And all the horse girls looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally walked into the arena.

Unsurprisingly, most of the people were cheering for the tyrant, and the audience saw them, but they seemed more than happy to shout louder for the invincible tyrant.

"It's really unpleasant, it seems to be a foil." The golden boat muttered twice. The popularity of the tyrant was so different from them that there were not many cheering and cheering when they appeared on the stage.

"It's too realistic." The unicorn Miracle touched the back of his head, this Two-dimensional is a little too realistic, does it really mean that even if it is Two-dimensional, you have to talk about three-dimensional shit?

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"Welcome to the annual Japan Cup, the big prize game! I'm Mr. TT, the commentator you haven't seen for a long time!"

"I'm the narrator of Heaven's Fire."

The voices of one cold and one hot are already familiar to everyone. Since they settled in, these two commentators have grabbed a lot of game commentary work, especially Mr. TT's enthusiastic state, and Wan Ru. The kid's mouth simply impressed them too much.

"First of all, I would like to thank the sponsors of this competition. They are..." Mr. TT stretched out his hand, and directly took a small notebook from the side, then casually flipped through a few pages, and then muttered softly: "Ah, no Are there really that many? Why don’t you just pick a few and talk about it?”

After a lot of names were read out, Mr. TT finally finished reciting the names of the sponsors. Now she only thinks that the Jockey Association is going to pay the salary. I don’t know if the salary can be raised?

"The exciting moment has come! Although today's weather is extremely gloomy and there is not much sunshine, it doesn't matter!"

"Because, the legendary tyrant! She has appeared! Because of her, our passion will be rain or shine! Woohoo!"

"Woohoo! Woah!"

"Hooray! Hooray!"

Countless audiences shouted deafeningly because of Mr. TT's words. At this moment, Mr. TT seemed to be the commander of their tyrant fan club. She ordered countless people to follow her and shouted.

"This guy..." The tyrant glanced at the commentary room in the distance, but he could only look elsewhere helplessly.

"In order for everyone to witness the mighty power of Lord Tyrant, all contestants are invited to take their positions now!"

Hearing this sound, all the horse girls lowered their bodies together, one leg had already firmly stepped on the dirt on the ground, and they were waiting for the next moment to rush out.

'Must win! '×16

'Let me see your success, don't let me raise it for nothing. '×1

'Just let the water go. '×1

"3, 2, 1-start!"

"Bang—" With the opening of the gate, several racehorse girls rushed out at the same time, and no one paused for a moment, but even so...

"Boom—" also has an initial speed, which is completely different from all of them...

296. Team Competition, Part [-]

The black gust of wind rolled up the dirt and green grass on the ground at that moment, like a missile being launched, no matter in terms of momentum or kinetic energy, it had already reached the starting point where no one else was allowed to intervene.

This incomprehensible explosive start alone is enough to let the horse race girls know how big the difference between BOSS and miscellaneous fish really is.

This is the strongest skill of the tyrant, and this is the tyrant's [see reference for the tyrant], an invincible start that can't make other horse girls keep up with him.

There is no need to gradually accelerate to the top, but it is the strongest at the beginning, a terrifying skill that countless horse girls want to imitate, but they can't even see where the threshold is, and there is no way to complete it.

'Can't catch up. At this moment, all the racehorse girls almost came to this conclusion with their toes. This kind of starting speed is just like driving, and it is impossible to catch up with this monster at the beginning!

Especially the noble family who had experienced the ability of the tyrant to remove the armor. Although the tyrant did not take off the black armor at this moment, logically speaking, his strength must have dropped a bit, but even at this speed...