Tresen Red Line Domination

"Haha, I knew you would be interested, but he's not a horse racing girl, he can't compete with you." Akikawa Yayoi laughed, ignoring the increasingly dark expression of the brown-haired horse racing girl.

At this time, Junchuan Tezuna came over and said with a smile: "You two, we should go back. We have booked a flight back to Tokyo at noon. If we don't go now, we will miss it."

“Yes, yes, then let’s go back quickly!” Akikawa Yayoi looked at the time on her mobile phone and suddenly realized what was going on. She grabbed the hand of the brown-haired horse girl and hurried down the mountain.

At this time, Akasaka Misako, who was climbing the mountain, was exhausted and out of breath. She was cursing Zhong Ming, the heartless guy, in her heart. I was so good to you before, but I didn’t take her with me when I went out in the morning. Didn’t she just wake up now because of a hangover last night?

I'm so tired, why is this stone staircase so long? Suddenly she saw the familiar reporter Fujii Izumisuke in front of her, and hurried over to grab him to do the hard work.

"Koizumisuke, carry me up!"

"Sister Micong, no, no, no, I'm too tired to go out alone, and I still have a camera with me..." Fujii Izumisuke was very professional and always hung a camera around his neck even on his days off, otherwise he wouldn't be able to take pictures if he saw the news. The ghost of Tresen was able to capture precious pictures because he brought a camera with him after get off work, which caused a sensation among the horse girls in Tresen. However, thanks to this, he was successfully included in the assassination list by the Tresen Council.

Why are you posting all this nonsense news? They are not paying attention in class and are just thinking about fighting ghosts for three hundred rounds.

At this time, Akasaka Misato saw three figures running down the mountain, two of whom were Akigawa Yayoi and Surukawa Tetsuna, whom she was very familiar with. When she saw the other brown-haired horse girl, her mouth opened as wide as it could.

The same went for Fujii Izumisuke, he opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth, but his hands did not stop taking pictures quickly.

After the three figures disappeared, Akasaka Misato said blankly: "I should have seen it right just now, right?"

"You're right, because I saw it too." Fujii Izumisuke said blankly, "This is big news. We actually saw that horse racing girl who hasn't competed for a long time again—"

"Eclipse." Akasaka Misato said as she watched them walk away.

The undefeated horse girl who can even swallow up the sun's rays.

……

Zhong Ming went to the 'Okuni Shrine' to worship as he wished, and planned to come back to trouble the Daimyojinja Shrine if his dream did not come true in two years.

The excellent quality secretly ran to the nearby "Marriage Shrine" and worshiped with his hands clasped together.

"Speaking of which, how powerful was the person we just met?" Shining Glory put his hands together and faced the shrine, while asking Zhong Ming curiously.

"I don't know without an actual comparison, but he is definitely a hundred times more powerful than you." Zhong Ming shrugged.

"That's nothing special." New Glory spread his hands and shook his head, saying disdainfully.

What do you think of yourself? Zhong Ming was a little worried. Could it be that he joked too much with Xin Xin Guang Hui and made her give up on herself?

"The one who will be a burden will be our trainer, right?" Brand New Glory asked Zhong Ming secretly.

"Needless to say." Zhong Ming looked at her speechlessly.

"Great!!"

Zhong Ming continued to take the horse racing girls to Katsuma Shrine, but as expected, he did not see the person with the same look before. Zhong Ming did not care. He smiled heartily and made a wish to the shrine for victory in every battle!

Just as he put down his hand, he heard the sound of gongs outside the shrine nearby, and it was quite close to him. He turned around and saw a monk coming out with a jar.

Chapter 227 Just a simple gesture will do

Which monk's urn is this? Zhong Ming thought as he looked at the urn held by the bald monk in his cassock.

"Is that an urn?" asked the excellent quality next to him.

Although the question is a bit direct, it seems that monks are naturally strongly associated with things like relics and ashes, so it doesn't seem surprising to see them holding an urn in their hands.

Excellent Quality was startled and quickly covered the newly glowing little mouth, whispering: "That is a jar of holy water, an important item for the water festival. However, because there are many people who come to worship at Katsuma Shrine every year, the chief priest of Osugi Shrine took the initiative to request that the jar be placed at Katsuma Shrine to bless the horse racing girls to be free from illness and disaster every year."

The new light was also startled and said, "So that's how it is."

"Really? Kouki wouldn't just talk about something he doesn't know about."

"Okay okay."

Zhong Ming glanced at the jar in the monk's hand calmly. He almost said the word "urn" just now. Fortunately, the mine detector Xinxin Guanghui said it first. Give her half a bowl of rice for dinner tonight.

"Shuiquji is where you originally planned to go, right?" Zhong Ming said to Excellent Quality and Mi Yu, "If it's not far, then let's go and take a look."

"May I!?"

"If it's not far." Zhong Ming nodded.

If it could heal the injury, he would go and see it even if it was just for psychological comfort. It seemed that the Mizutori Festival would start at 8 o'clock in the evening. Zhong Ming wanted to rush there early, but as soon as he arrived at the gate of Osugi Shrine, he saw Akasaka Misato and Fujii Izumisuke who had just climbed up the mountain. After climbing up, they were both panting and sweating.

"I'll go first." Zhong Ming nodded politely to both of them.

"Wait!" Akasaka Misato was furious. You are too cold-blooded. Can't you see that I can't breathe? You didn't even help me!

"We are going to participate in the water sacrifice. What's the matter?" Zhong Ming asked.

"Did you see a brown-haired horse girl just now?" Akasaka Misato asked hurriedly. Eclipse sat down from the Osugi Shrine and might run into Zhong Ming.

A brown-haired horse girl?

Zhong Ming thought for a moment and said, "Yes."

"Really!?"

"Secretary Junchuan Tezuna, I just met her." Zhong Ming said.

“Ms. Shunkawa…ah, although she also has brown hair, but I’m talking about another horse girl. If you’ve seen her, you’ll probably be deeply impressed. She always has a blank expression on her face, as if she’s looking down on people. Uh…in fact, she does seem to look down on most people with a sour face, but anyway, she’s a very powerful horse girl.” Akasaka Misato said hurriedly.

"Even if you say so, I have never seen him." Zhong Ming thought for a moment and said, "If it is the third person with Miss Junchuan, then I have never seen him."

But if I have to say, Zhong Ming seemed to have seen it before. The look he felt when he was with Junchuan Tezuna was probably her.

It turns out there is such a powerful horse girl in Central Trasen?

"Who is she?" Zhong Ming asked. It would be a pity not to know more about such a powerful person.

"What? I didn't see her." Akasaka Misato waved her hand in disappointment and said, "Her name is Eclipse."

A character like her only needs to be named.

"Who?" Zhong Ming, Xiao Limao and the other two asked puzzledly at the same time.

"Eh?" Akasaka Misato was stunned for a moment. Are the four of you from the Mingwang team country bumpkins?

No, it seems that the four of them are genuine country bumpkins from Kasamatsu.

Akasaka Misato rubbed his forehead speechlessly, and when he saw the excellent quality and Mi Yu with their mouths wide open beside him, he was immediately satisfied.

That’s right, these two people’s reactions are right!

"Teacher, it's Eclipse!" Excellent Quality grabbed Zhong Ming's arm and shook it in disbelief, saying, "The only undefeated legendary horse racing girl in the textbooks of Central Tresen, the horse racing girl who is absolutely undefeated in any competition in the world, has retired for a long time. Any news about her is sensational!"

But Zhong Ming didn't feel anything real. If it came to being undefeated, I was almost the same. Oguruma and Fujimasa March had the same feeling. Even Shining Glory was just curious. They had lived with the super Zhong Ming for more than half a year, and what they were least afraid of was being undefeated.

Seeing that the four members of Mingwang team didn't care, he felt helpless.

"Has she retired?" Zhong Ming asked Akasaka Misako.

"Of course!" Akasaka Misato raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhong Ming and smiled: "And she is a super horse girl who retired only after she had no more victories."

Just like you.

Zhong Ming nodded and said to the three people beside him: "It seems that Japan will have another opponent on its road to dominance."

"Eh?" Xin Xin Guang Hui's eyes froze. She was indeed not afraid of being defeated, but that was primarily because Zhong Ming was a burden to them. If she, a small minion, were to compete with Eclipse, it would be like a mantis trying to stop a cart. She would be crushed to death in a snap.

At this time, Miss New Glory did not know what Eclipse thought of her.

“Wouldn’t that be a burden to compare with her?!” Brand New Glory said excitedly.

"I'm just a human being. How can I be as talented as a horse girl?" Zhong Ming looked at the new light in surprise.

He said this sincerely. Before he started training a long time ago, the horse girl who had just entered elementary school could beat a hundred of him at the beginning of the first year of high school. He had seen too much unfairness in the basic attributes of ordinary people, but this was the first time he saw such a big gap between humans and horse girls. It was no problem at all to say that horse girls were Saiyan girls. He believed that as long as talented horse girls had enough training, they would definitely surpass him soon.

Shining Glory's face immediately turned green. According to Zhong Ming's plan to dominate Japan, which was as straightforward as the founder of a train, they might really have to compete with Eclipse in the future. She looked to the side and found that Oguruma and Fujimasa March were also thinking about something. Was she wrong to be in this team?

However, what comforted New Glory was that there was a mysterious horse girl named Myōo in their team. If she was there, maybe after competing with Eclipse, she would see that New Glory, a petite girl of less than 1.5 meters tall, would no longer bother to compete with her.

After the chat, Zhong Ming was about to say goodbye to Akasaka Misako, but Akasaka Misako still grabbed his hand and walked around with him again.

"I came here by car. I'll take you there later. It's not faster than walking." said Misato Akasaka.

Zhong Ming was also dissatisfied: "I can drive, but I just don't drive."

"F1 driver's S-class racing license?" Misato Akasaka glanced at him and said, "You little brat, I was the one who commented on your competition. My English is not bad, with a perfect New York accent. Let those American bumpkins hear what aristocracy is."

Zhong Ming stopped talking. It was really troublesome to have someone who knew a lot about him.

At 7:30 in the afternoon, Misako Akasaka arrived at the Mizutori Festival in her last century Beetle.

"Your car is too small." Zhong Ming complained as he was sitting in the back seat and was sandwiched between the horse racing girl. He felt suffocated.

"How much do you think a commentator gets paid? I'm a guy who sells a lot of stuff!" Akasaka Misato's face immediately turned red and she said unhappily.

She likes this Beetle model, which is yellow, and it is exactly the same as the car that Dr. Agasa drives in "Detective Conan".

The Mizutori Festival is held in Todaiji Temple. Although it is called Todai, it has nothing to do with the University of Tokyo. Todai is a purely temple in Nara. In front of you is a Japanese-style tiled temple about 30 meters high, and there are several slightly smaller ones next to it. After a while, Todaiji Temple will sprinkle sparks to protect tourists and dispel evil spirits. You can also drink holy water to get rid of diseases. It is a one-stop service.

The holy water here refers to the water used in worshiping Bodhisattva, not the holy water used in the West to kill demons.

"We just need to wait here, right?" Zhong Ming said, leaning against the beetle. It seemed that the water sacrifice was quite simple. There was an empty tatami mat above the temple, which looked very suitable for the daimyo to be burned to death, and also for the samurai to start the final duel after the city gate was lost.

At this time, there seemed to be a little commotion nearby. Several monks looked panicked and muttered to the people, "Excuse me, are there any tourists who know kendo? Even those who have learned it for three days in elementary school will do. We need help to start the ceremony. Someone is sick and needs to replace him."

Zhong Ming leaned against the car and yawned. Before he could say anything, he saw Akasaka Misato run over and point at Zhong Ming and said, "Master, the tall and handsome young man over there is a sword master. Just go find him!"

You bastard! Zhong Ming's eyes twitched.

The monks didn't care if Zhong Ming was a swordsman or not, as long as he could hold the sword, they pulled him towards Todaiji Temple regardless of Zhong Ming's excuses, and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, young man. Although you are holding a real sword, it is unopened. Just be careful not to shake your hands. There are so many tourists watching."

Zhong Ming thought to himself, I'm not afraid, and glared at Akasaka Misako who was laughing secretly.

"But it's not without benefits for you. A super celebrity will hold a ceremony with you later." The monk said, patting Zhong Ming on the back.

"Super famous?"

Zhong Ming was taken to the upper level of Todaiji Temple. Looking down, he saw a dense group of tourists, and standing on the tatami was a person Zhong Ming was very familiar with.

"Gas tank?"

"Why is it you here!?" Qi Cao asked in surprise, holding the real knife in his hand.

"Miss Qicao, the previous person fell ill and couldn't come, so we temporarily found someone to cooperate." The monk explained hurriedly.

Qi Cao was just holding a real sword and imagining the scene of the duel between Zhong Ming and Master Miyazaki with sword lights all over the sky. He was sitting upright and imagining that he would also be able to perform in the same way later, but he didn't expect that when he opened his eyes, he would see Zhong Ming himself!

"Um...what should I do?" Zhong Ming asked the monk next to him.

"Todaiji Temple is using a new form to scatter sparks this year. We will smear some lamp oil on the sword to make it burn. You two just need to make simple gestures. There is enough fuel next to Todaiji Temple. You don't need to have any skills."

Chapter 228: Is the Water Festival so intense?

The monk from Todaiji Temple was right, the purpose of this water-drawing festival was to add some novelty to the ceremony by having a sword dance duel to attract more pilgrims and also to improve the food in the temple, for this purpose they also invited the legendary Umamusume Empress Chicho from Central Tresen who had a background in kendo, but they didn't expect that the guy who was originally scheduled to have a sword dance duel with Chicho at the ceremony was so excited about being on the same stage with Chicho that he couldn't sleep for three days. This morning he had a myocardial infarction and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. He has been saved, but he can't get out of bed for the next two days, so they had to find someone to take his place.

The monk did not ask Zhong Ming, who was found halfway, to be familiar with kendo. As long as he could hold the sword properly, it would be fine. He had already seen Qi Cao's kendo during the rehearsal today. He danced so fiercely and majestically that he would probably have made a name for himself in the Edo period. Zhong Ming just had to cooperate with Qi Cao.

Both of their swords were smeared with lamp oil, which could catch fire with a slight wipe. The railings of the tatami of Todaiji Temple in front of them were hung with torches. When they were burning, it was like a fire dragon circling around Todaiji Temple. Sparks fell to the ground like rain to eliminate disasters for people. The majestic flames could illuminate half the night.

"It will start at 8 o'clock sharp. Don't be nervous." The monk comforted Zhong Ming to prevent him from getting excited after seeing the gas tank and having a myocardial infarction like the cowardly guy before, and being admitted to the hospital. If he is going to have a myocardial infarction, he has to wait until the torch is lit. By then, a VIP ward will be arranged for you.

After the monk finished speaking, he ran downstairs to deal with other matters related to water sacrifice. He seemed to be in a hurry and had no calmness at all like the Buddhists. But he was also right, being a monk in Japan is just a profession. They can also marry, have children, eat meat and drink wine. Even Lu Zhishen called him an expert when he saw him.

"Why are you here?"

Zhong Ming was secretly criticizing the Japanese monk when he heard Qicao on the other side ask with a blank expression.

"Excellent Suzhi and Mi Yu were originally planning to come here for the water sacrifice but got lost along the way. After I finished training with the horse girls on the team, I came here with them." Zhong Ming said with a smile.

Qi Cao thought of the fracture of excellent quality and nodded. It turned out that he wanted to pray for excellent quality. It seems that he has a kind heart. But why do I always meet this guy?

When Qicao saw Zhong Ming's smiling face towards her, she felt angry but couldn't put her mind to it. After all, Zhong Ming didn't do anything bad or disgusting. The only thing that made her unhappy was that Zhong Ming didn't take her seriously. Of course, Qicao would not admit such a thing, otherwise wouldn't she look too petty?

I've decided. I'm going to beat this guy down and embarrass him in front of so many people! Qi Cao narrowed his eyes, and his thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

She found an excuse for her behavior in her heart - Zhong Ming, Zhong Ming, you and I don't have any deep hatred. After I beat you down, I will go to your door every day for a month to bring tea and fruits, as long as you let me vent the anger in my heart.

Qi Cao slightly lifted the knife at his waist. The scabbard was a noble red color. He pushed the hilt of the knife with his thumb to reveal the bright and reflective blade. Except for the fact that it was not sharpened, it was already a qualified real sword. This knife was an imitation of the jade-wrapped horizontal sword, which is a sword that only the Ise high priest recognized by the Japanese government is qualified to carry. But nowadays, you can buy several real swords on Amazon, so it is not easy to get two imitation jade-wrapped horizontal swords. Apart from anything else, the quality is already the best.

Zhong Ming certainly could not have expected her rapid progress in kendo, and she would take advantage of her surprise and knock him down!

While Qi Cao was imagining how he would point his sword at Zhong Ming and laughing secretly, Zhong Ming was observing the environment of Todaiji Temple. This floor was very spacious. Besides the tatami mats under his feet, there were red railings, which were about five or six hundred square meters. Under the railings were tourists looking up at Todaiji Temple, waiting for the Mizutori Festival to begin. Zhong Ming only took a glance and saw a huge group of people, estimated to be no less than a thousand people, and the number was gradually increasing as time passed, and the peak number of people might be reached when it starts at eight o'clock.

It was such an unexpected disaster. I was just leaning against the car and was called over. I am not an idle person with nothing to do. Although I don’t believe in God very much, I still want to fight for the blessings of the Mingwang team. What if it really helps?

But this place is indeed very suitable for two people to duel with swords. Zhong Ming thought as he looked at the excited Qi Cao opposite him.

The location of the Yulong Cup competition was carefully chosen. The preliminary round was held in Otsu City, where the famous Jinshin War took place in Japan. It felt like the loser would be beheaded.