“It will bring despair to all runners.”

Maruzenski's eyes were fixed on the prominent family, and the desire seemed to be able to penetrate the glass and rain curtain and pierce directly into the runner.

"Most importantly, her terrifying yet stable running style can also increase the running pace of other French runners."

On the track, the group of runners, who were already taller than the others, gradually began to rush forward.

Although they were also subjected to the evil spirit of the prominent family, their physical fitness was originally superior to others, and they had already been accustomed to this kind of evil running experience, so these runners began to stand out from the echelon.

"Just her move alone completely disrupted the rhythm of all the runners..."

"This is the true tyrant! The runner who dominates the entire race and draws all attention to himself!"

It is precisely because he himself was once such an existence that the emperor can make such a declaration.

It is not just about winning the race, the way the Noble Family runs is simply designed to win the spotlight.

As long as she is on the field like this, no matter how outstanding the previous players' performances are, they will eventually become her food.

In the second half, he pursued with all his might, completely destroying his opponents' bodies and spirits with his magic, and taking control of the rhythm of the game...

"That's really, really exciting - it would be great if I could meet her at the Dream Cup."

Maruzenski's voice woke Rudolph up from his thoughts.

She was very helpless and explained again: "Didn't I tell you? Even if the noble family participated in the Dream Cup, it would be impossible for her to meet you. She would definitely return to France."

"Ah? I'm not talking about a prominent family." Maruzenski's voice was filled with excitement. She pointed to the field and guided Rudolph to look forward. "The runner in second place... Miura Bourbon, right!"

"Bourbon?"

The emperor looked in the direction of his finger.

At some point, that noble family had already started fighting with Miura Bourbon!

Chapter 91: In the name of the [Hat], I order you to step down!

Kill the famous actors and defeat the monsters.

Aristocratic family, the tyrant stepped forward again.

There were only two runners left in front of her: Zhuo Fu and Miura Bourbon.

"Zhuo Fu...?"

Thinking of his previous optimism towards Zhuo Fu, even the tyrannical king couldn't help but smile.

In her opinion, although there were still nearly 1000 meters left in the race, it was undoubtedly coming to an end.

It is impossible for a runner who has been defeated one by one from behind by himself to maintain a good condition and complete the race.

The only one left in the front is Miura Bourbon. Although she seems to be physically stronger than others, she is still just at this level after all. Even Zhuo Fu can defeat her twice.

Therefore, at this moment, she had already begun to consider how to test Zhuo Fu, her destined disciple.

(I think it’s better to let her feel what true strength is first.)

Thinking of this, the smile on the noble family's face turned cruel.

(Don’t be defeated here all at once, Zhuo Fu!!!)

thump.

The heavy step hit the ground suddenly, and the lawn was completely dented in an instant.

It was clearly muddy and hard grass, a running surface she was not used to.

But the prominent family still forced themselves to burst out at their maximum speed.

At this moment, even the environment has to succumb to this tyrant!

The dark clouds that covered the sky rose again, shrouding everyone on the field.

Only a few waves were surging, still churning in the darkness.

The evil atmosphere surged again, and the whistling cold wind instantly blew on everyone's face.

At the front of the field, even the light-footed Zhuo Fu felt the heaviness for the first time, as if countless shackles were wrapped around her legs, pulling them back.

Even without looking back, the girl could feel the burning aura behind her.

The golden eyes seemed to be able to shoot out sharp knives, and the footsteps trampling on the grass produced a violent roar.

There is no need to think about how to move forward, how to surpass, or how to deal with Zhuo Fu's running style.

The nobles only know one thing: the road to victory will bend under their feet.

--no.

On this track that belongs to the king, something strange suddenly appeared.

That's a runner.

A runner with short reddish-brown hair, who is now starting to pant but whose movements are still perfect and as precise as a machine.

Her name is Miura Bourbon.

This runner, at this moment, has already stepped onto the starting line where the prominent family member was about to head, completely blocking the opponent behind him.

(The running style of the prominent family is the most standard poor horse running style. Although her demonic nature and fighting spirit are very strong - but according to calculations...)

(The most [correct] runway for a prominent family is right under my feet.)

Bourbon did not turn back to check on the situation of the nobles in the rear.

Her mind was racing non-stop, processing the massive amount of information collected on the field.

Behind him, Wangzu wanted to break through from the innermost lane at the third turn, but was completely blocked and had to slow down...

"—?"

The silence lasted for less than a second between the two.

There was darkness in the noble family's golden eyes.

"I see."

she said.

"There's more than one rebel?"

Although she was running in the most conventional way and chose the most common inner lane, she was still stopped by Bourbon with his body.

But, transcendence is transcendence.

Miura Bourbon...How dare you, a commoner of second-rate qualifications, stand in the way of a tyrant?

"Then... I will destroy you too—"

An angry voice came from behind Bourbon.

The dark aura on her body burned completely, and the rising air waves once again condensed into a phantom of a king standing tall behind the prominent family, who swung a sword towards the arena.

Under the influence of this energy, although Bourbon did not notice anything strange, he still groaned in response.

His feet suddenly went weak and he staggered a few steps before retreating backwards.

The illogical tyrant threw Bourbon down as soon as he showed a glimpse of his claws.

At this moment, she turned into a galloping shadow, breaking through all obstacles and chasing after Zhuo Fu in front!

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"Bourbon!?"

The Stardust Illusion, who was surpassed, watched his teammates being completely overwhelmed by the opponent's momentum because of blocking the Noble Family. He stalled and fell from the front of the echelon.

She quickly turned her head to look over there to check on the other party's situation.

Bourbon was sweating profusely and gasping for breath. His face was pale and even his lips were turning white.

At this moment, she felt as if her endurance had been completely drained away in an instant, and she couldn't even muster the strength to maintain her running speed.

"fine."

But she still answered like this.

"They are very powerful, but... they are not completely without a chance of winning."

"According to calculations, Wangzu and Zhuofu's physical energy consumption has increased by more than 30%. Therefore, the next turn, the fourth turn, will be my only [correct answer] to win."

In the eyes of Stardust Illusion, Bourbon was still in a miserable state.

But her words were the same as usual, without any fluctuation.

【Boom. 】

He would not feel upset because he was defeated by Zhuo Fu twice, nor would he feel frustrated because he had clearly stopped the prominent family but was unreasonably broken through by the other party...

(Compared to being surpassed by others, what is more important is what to do afterwards...)

【Boom. 】

Bourbon ran beside the Stardust Illusion, without any confusion in his eyes.

She gradually adjusted her posture and slipped into the wake.

(This is what a runner should think about during a race!)

【Boom. 】

What's the reason that he can't catch up with Zhuo Fu, and the reason that the destructive power of the prominent family is like a mountain pressing down on his head?

Why should I consider this kind of thing?

What is that sound of waves ringing in my ears?

Just ignore them.

The race is not over yet, and I am still running. There is only one thing I should be thinking about:

Want to win!

To win!!

We have to win the game against these opponents!!!

【Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!】

The heart beats stronger than ever, pumping waves of fresh and energetic blood into the limbs.

Then, the "monster" took a step forward.

The confusion that had originally filled Stardust Illusion's running style was swept away the moment it moved forward.

The fully revived heart was beating with all its might, even beyond the limits that the human body could endure.

(I can feel it, the location is getting closer.)

If someone looked into Stardust Illusion's eyes at this moment, they would find that there was only confusion in her eyes.

"Right... all we have to do is defeat them all, right?"

As she made this declaration, a warm current emerged out of nowhere and injected into the body of the Stardust Illusion.

The moment had arrived, when she would strike back.

(All the runners gathered in this stadium...no doubt, they all exist to support me and make me the brightest star.)

"I have one last word to say to you."

The sound seemed to be a roar coming from deep in the throat, without any emotion.

"The 'Monster'...is starting to speed up."

[Skill 777, activated.]

One of the conditions is... the number of times the stamina recovery skill is triggered is greater than or equal to 3.

The second condition is...the distance traveled is greater than 50% of the race distance.

The third condition is...an extraordinary desire for victory.

At this moment, all three are present.

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