Tresen Red Line Domination

It's just a niche competition with a small number of participants, and its value is just that little.

Qi Cao felt insulted by the dream and became even angrier. If a horse racing girl like her could sign up, Zhong Ming would have to call her "Sword Saint" when he saw her.

"Ok?"

Qichou was walking towards the student union room, thinking about complaining to Rudolph about her wild dream. However, the emperor had been acting a little strange recently and she didn't know if he would speak up for her. As she was thinking this, she suddenly saw two figures walking towards the training track.

Zhong Minghe has excellent qualities. Is he training for the GII Nikkei New Year Cup?

Qicao was smart and guessed it immediately. She shouldn't have disturbed other people's training, but she was so angry in her dream last night that she couldn't help but walk towards the training track.

A thousand times!

She was slaughtered a thousand times!

Walking to the training track and watching Zhong Ming explaining to Excellent Quality what they need to pay attention to during the race, Qicao didn't take it seriously. Although Rudolph Symbol thought highly of him, in Qicao's opinion he was not that special. Every central trainer possessed talents that ordinary people could not match. They might be bright among fireflies, but they were ordinary among the stars.

Moreover, Zhong Ming's guidance is indeed awkward. Compared with Tojo Hana and Komiyama Katsumi, he is just a kid who just graduated from elementary school. But this is normal for a newcomer.

But isn’t it a bit shameless for me to take my anger out on others just because I had a strange dream... Qicao hesitated.

At this time, Zhong Ming turned around and saw Qi Cao, and smiled and nodded at her.

The memory of Qicao being tortured and killed last night resurfaced in his mind, and veins on his forehead twitched. Although he knew he should not vent his anger on others, he couldn't control his reason. After finally suppressing himself, Qicao walked over to ask.

"Are you training for the Nikkei New Year Cup?"

"Yes, after all, we are competing against Akitsu Teikoku, who is undoubtedly a GI-level horse girl, so we can't let down our guard at all," Zhong Ming explained.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Qi Cao asked casually.

Zhong Ming's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "If Vice President Qi Cao is willing to help with the training, of course it's fine. We are in need of a real GI-level horse girl to help us adjust."

Qi Cao looked at Zhong Ming's innocent face and smiled slightly: "Speaking of which, I have recently become interested in kendo. I wonder if trainer Zhong Ming has ever had any experience with it?"

"Kendo... I know a little bit." Zhong Ming said modestly.

"That's good."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"No, it's okay. Let's just treat it as an exchange and learn from each other in swordsmanship." Qi Cao said with a wry smile.

Zhong Ming thought for a moment and said, "Okay, since we are asking you to do this, let's spar first. It will be faster anyway."

Yes, I can beat you down faster... He took a deep breath and reminded himself again not to get carried away and bring things in the dream into reality, otherwise he would seriously injure Zhong Ming.

"Vice President Qicao, isn't this inappropriate?" Excellent Suzhi advised from the side.

"It's okay, I won't let Trainer Zhong Ming get hurt. After all, he is also responsible for your competition training." Qi Cao said with a smile.

"..." He hesitated to speak of his excellent qualities.

No, I'm not talking about the teacher's business, I'm talking about your business!

Central Treson would keep a little bit of everything. Qi Cao took two bamboo swords from a nearby utility room and threw one to Zhong Ming.

"Just a simple sparring." Qicao smiled and said, "Wait until I calm down. Sorry, Trainer Zhong Ming."

"Yeah, it's okay." Zhong Ming also nodded.

I was just waiting for something to happen and actually ran into a GI-level horse girl. Isn't that too lucky?

In the bushes nearby, Emperor Donghai, Mejiro McQueen and several other horse racing girls poked their heads out and looked at the three people on the training track.

"Is this... Vice President Qi Cao going to fight Lord Ming Wang?"

"Who will kill who in seconds?"

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Chapter 135 is Zhong Ming himself!

Qi Cao learned the Hokushin Ittoryu, which was a school of thought that produced many talented people in ancient Japan. Of course, now it is just a rare but not precious skill like drawing sugar figures on the street. The purpose of her learning it was to calm her mind and to look good.

That's right, although Beichen Ittoryu is also a sword technique, its Cloud Sword is a style that Qi Cao particularly likes. With a shake of the wrist, the sword tip can move above the head, making it as light as a cloud and easily knocking down the opponent, which is exactly the same as the way she has always run.

Although compared to running, the only passion she had for kendo was a little bit flowing between her palms, but at least she had practiced it with concentration. She couldn't accept that she would lose to others so easily, even if it was Rudolph. Otherwise, she should be called a female worker instead of an empress, not to mention that she lost to an ordinary person.

"Beichen Ittoryu, General Teaching..." Qi Cao swung a sword at Zhong Mingkong and told him his own style.

This is also the old rule in Japanese kendo duels. Before the fight, the opponent would report his own style and rank. In ancient times, the first thing to do was to tell the opponent, "The style behind me is well-known. If you kill me, be careful or my old man will hire someone to kill you." The second thing to do was to compare the fighting power, "What? His fighting power is actually a general one, which is two combat points higher than my secret one. He is a master, everyone retreat quickly!"

Of course, this was Zhong Ming's own fantasy. Japan had so many rules and they were so rigid that even kneeling had to be done in eighteen different ways. Naturally, he would complain in his heart. However, although he complained a lot, this was also an act of respecting the opponent, so Zhong Ming would not fall behind.

"Um, no need to tell everyone..." Zhong Ming tilted his head and thought for a while, then said to the Qi Trough.

"Yeah." Qi Cao nodded and waited.

Zhong Ming was also waiting.

The breeze blew through the grass on the track, and after half a minute, the air tank couldn't help but ask, "School, what about the school?

You come up and say that you are a master of Mianxu Jiechuan, so you should at least tell us what school of Mianxu Jiechuan you are from, right?

You don’t even know the rules, you are really an amateur, right?

Qicao felt a little regretful. She shouldn't have taken her anger out on Zhong Ming just because of a strange dream. What if the other party lost confidence because of her blow? Then he wouldn't be able to prepare for the competition with excellent qualities.

Let's fight fast.

As soon as Zhong Ming dug out a little name of the school from the corner of his mind, Qi Cao swung the tip of the bamboo sword pointing at Zhong Ming and said, "Forget it, let's get started."

“Okay.” Zhong Ming nodded, thinking that this was a GI-level horse racing girl who had been waiting for something to happen to her. He couldn’t hit her too hard and scare her away again, but he also couldn’t lose too easily and let her look down on him and then fool around.

Zhong Ming held the hilt of the sword and raised it slightly to the front of his body, with the sword slanting from his left hip to his right shoulder. He first defended himself and waited for the Qi slot to attack.

He is quite self-aware... Qicao thought as he watched Zhong Ming's defensive posture.

Do you know that he, an ordinary person, cannot compete with Uma Musume in terms of strength, so he wants to use a defensive posture and retreat while absorbing the force?

Qi Cao had competed with many people before and had a lot of experience in swordsmanship, so he made a quick judgment - first give Zhong Ming enough face to exchange a few moves, and then directly pick up his sword.

"rub!"

Qi Cao stepped his right foot forward, his body quickly moved forward, and the bamboo sword stabbed towards Zhong Ming's chest like lightning.

Zhong Ming stepped aside and held the bamboo sword in front of him, causing Qi Cao to miss the target. If it was a formal competition, Qi Cao should have shouted "Qi He" at this time, but because it was a private competition, both of them were not particular about details.

It's okay, he knew he was not as strong as me and just dodged it... Qi Cao looked at Zhong Ming who was turning sideways, turned his wrist, and the sword tip turned accordingly, and he performed a cloud sword move to sweep towards Zhong Ming's face.

noodle!

Qi Cao shouted in his heart and decided to gently touch Zhong Ming's forehead when he got close to his face to show his victory.

Qi Cao saw her bamboo sword getting closer and closer to Zhong Ming's head in the blink of an eye. When she was about to reduce the force with her wrist, she suddenly found that Zhong Ming in front of her disappeared. Then a huge horizontal force came from her wrist, and she almost let the bamboo sword fly out. The huge force made her take two steps back and her wrist trembled.

Eh?

Qi Cao was stunned in disbelief, and looked up at Zhong Ming who was standing opposite her and not chasing after him, but was pointing the bamboo sword at her and making basic sword moves.

What happened just now?

That shock almost made my bones numb and my wrist was almost turned into dumpling stuffing. Was this done by Zhong Ming in front of me?

But where did an ordinary person like him get this extraordinary power?

Even if all the two-meter-tall guards at the entrance of Central Tresen came together, they would probably not be able to match Qi Cao in terms of strength. How could Zhong Ming in front of him possibly do that?

Did he get beaten to a pulp? Qicao pursed his lips and thought.

"That move just now was the shrinking of the earth, it's amazing that you were able to practice it." In order to ease the doubt in his heart, Qi Cao let out a breath and smiled at Zhong Ming.

Shukuchi is an ancient Japanese martial art, or Ryukyu martial art, in which a person moves quickly towards his opponent.

"I know a little bit." Zhong Ming nodded slightly.

"Since we both know a little about swordsmanship, there's no need to hold back. Let's have a good fight together." Qi Cao said with a smile.

Damn it, because Zhong Ming unexpectedly had some strength, the unhappiness brought by the nightmare of being killed a thousand times last night resurfaced. The more she looked at Zhong Ming in front of her, the more unhappy she felt, just waiting for her to swing the bamboo sword in his face to vent her emotions.

Qi Cao didn't wait for Zhong Ming to answer. After the numbness in his wrist returned to normal, he took a serious step forward and swung the bamboo sword with force.

When the sword was swung out, Qi Cao secretly cried out in alarm, thinking that he had used too much force and was afraid that Zhong Ming would get a concussion, and at worst he would have to stay in bed unconscious for two days.

She hurriedly tried to relieve the force but found that Zhong Ming also took a step forward and pushed forward.

I'm almost fainted from the anger. Do you think you are stronger than me? If you have this reaction, quickly lie down and get out of the way!

"boom!"

The collision of the bamboo swords made a deafening sound. It was the first time that the closest Qi slot knew that the bamboo swords could actually make such a terrible sound, and it made her eardrums ring.

But what shocked her the most was the terrifying force coming from his hands. It was as if he didn't take her horse girl's strength seriously at all. It broke her sword in an instant, leaving her open.

"drink!"

Zhong Ming leaned forward, holding the bamboo sword tightly with sharp eyes, almost making Qi Cao think that the person in front of him was a sword saint who traveled from the shogunate period. Every blow hit her bamboo sword, and the tremendous force knocked her back again and again. And it was not just the huge force, she could not predict each style of move.

From the time Zhong Ming launched the offensive till now, he has used no less than five styles, even the Beichen Ittoryu she learned was among them, and... he is even more powerful than her!

"boom!"

Zhong Ming's last sword strike knocked the bamboo sword out of Qi Cao's hand. The bamboo sword flew high up and landed on the track.

"Thank you." Zhong Ming was very satisfied with his moves. He won without feeling evenly matched. Vice President Qicao must be very satisfied.

He lowered his head, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

Now I understand that the bastard in the dream is indeed Zhong Ming himself!

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Chapter 136: The Emotional Control of the Legendary Horse Girl

She was so angry that the corners of her eyes, which were painted with bright red eyeshadow, were twitching. She took a deep breath and lowered her head so that Zhong Ming wouldn't see her.

Although it was magical, Tresen had the blessing of the three goddesses and anything could happen, so Qi Cao was not that shocked. What made her so angry that she gritted her teeth was that she was defeated by Zhong Ming in her dream like cutting vegetables, and now she was cut again!

It was because she had seen Zhong Ming's fierce swordsmanship in her dream that she realized that Zhong Ming had been holding back until now. She, the dignified empress, was actually let off the hook. The most important thing was that she had been so complacent just now that she thought she could give Zhong Ming some face, but now it seemed that Zhong Ming was giving her face.

Qi Cao felt ashamed and angry, he lowered his head and his shoulders trembled.

"Vice President Qicao, are you okay?" Zhong Ming stretched out his hand to touch her shoulder, but thinking that she might mind physical contact from an unfamiliar trainer, he just supported her lightly. He thought that maybe Vice President Qicao went crazy after losing and got mad horse disease. I haven't heard of such a disease. You should stop going crazy and teach her excellent qualities first, and then it won't be too late to get sick again...

If Qi Cao heard Zhong Ming's thoughts, he would probably pick up the bamboo sword and fight Zhong Ming to the death. She raised her head and tried to show a calm expression and said, "I'm fine, just a little tired. Trainer Zhong Ming is very powerful..."

"She's just average, not as good as Vice President Qicao. If you weren't careless, I wouldn't have won either." Zhong Ming was relieved to see that she didn't get sick and said with a smile.

stretch!

After hearing this, Qicao's forehead veins jumped again. If she had not experienced the situation in the dream, she might have foolishly believed it. However, she had fought with Zhong Ming (and been tortured to death) thousands of times in her dreams. She knew that he was flattering her. The more polite and modest Zhong Ming was, the angrier she became.

But she couldn't show it. Otherwise, if she treated Zhong Ming badly because of a dream, not only would the reporters be unable to accept it, but she herself would also be unable to accept this act of venting her anger on him.

"Vice President Qicao, you look a little unhappy. Do you need to rest?" Zhong Ming asked with concern.

"It's okay, I was just bitten by a dog last night...ah, I mean I didn't sleep well last night." Qi Cao almost let the cat out of the bag, and said it reluctantly, looking deeply at Zhong Ming. She would never forget him, and she would avenge this shame sooner or later, in a legitimate way.

What kind of dog can bite the horse racing girl, Zhong Ming thought.

Qi Cao took a deep breath and put aside other emotions, looked at Excellent Quality and said, "What kind of training are you doing? Since it's the Nikkei New Year Cup, you naturally have to train your strength, right?"

As a legendary horse girl, her ability to control her emotions is amazing. She immediately focused on the issue of excellent quality racing and asked seriously.

"These two days we have been training basic physical strength and...technical skills." Excellent Quality felt a little nervous when being stared at by Qi Cao, so he said quickly.

She hesitated for a moment as to the skills, because she learned them from playing basketball with Zhong Ming in a dream, and she wasn't sure if they would come in handy.

"Hmm..." Qi Cao frowned slightly. Now he is still doing basic physical training. Zhong Ming's training ability is indeed not outstanding.

Thinking of this, she felt much happier. She glanced at Zhong Ming beside her, secretly twitched the corners of her mouth to reveal a smug smile, but quickly calmed down.

——"The Legendary Uma Musume’s Ability to Control Her Emotions".

"Run a lap first and let me see the results of your past two days." Qi Cao said.

Excellent quality looked at Zhong Ming, Zhong Ming nodded, and then she walked to the track and started.

I’m the legendary horse girl, just listen to me. Besides, Zhong Ming is not your trainer... Qi Cao crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows.

She was a little surprised to see that Youyi Zhisu chose the longest 3400-meter track, but she remained calm until Youyi Zhisu ran halfway and Qicao's mentality showed a subtle change. When Youyi Zhisu finished a lap and came back to her without a drop of sweat, Qicao's mouth twitched twice.

"Excellent quality. Your physical strength seems to be pretty good?"