After crossing over, the demon king rolled in my arms and acted like a spoiled child

The foal snorted but continued walking slowly.

Around him, other horses were overtaking one after another, until Bai Jiyue could hardly sit still.

She really admired the foal's determination. He was not afraid of losing even when being overtaken by others!

The crowd in the audience shouted, "Bai Jiyue, you might as well come down and walk, you can run faster than it!"

Bai Jiyue smiled bitterly. She actually wanted to get off and walk, but isn't this better than riding a horse?

After a while, she and the foal had firmly become the last one, two laps behind the slowest horse, and six laps behind Bai Yiri, who was running in the front!

"There are three laps left and Bai Ji Ri will reach the finish line. I think Bai Ji Yue is going to lose!" the audience in the audience discussed.

"Bai Jiyue has fallen for this pony this time. She is really weird. If it were me, I would have been unable to bear it and whipped the horse. But she just let it run slowly?"

"It may not be useful even if you smoke it. If you run slowly, you will still run slowly even if you die from smoking!"

Bai Jiyue on the field could no longer sit still. She leaned over and whispered in the colt's ear: "I think you don't want to be free. With your performance, I think the governor will have to give up on you. After the game, you will probably be taken to the slaughterhouse!"

The foal exhaled through its nose, dug its front hooves into the ground, and suddenly accelerated.

"Ah hey hey!" Bai Jiyue leaned back and almost fell off the horse.

She hurriedly pulled the reins tightly, squeezed her legs together, lowered her body, and rushed forward with the foal.

The speed was too fast and the wind hit her cheeks painfully. She could almost feel her cheeks being deformed by the wind!

There was a commotion outside the field, probably because of the pony's sudden strength.

After a while, the figures of other horses passed by one after another, and this time they were retreating!

Bai Jiyue didn't dare to be distracted, because he felt that if he did so he might fall off the horse. He could only lower his body again and again to reduce wind resistance.

After a long time, she felt as if she was not riding a horse, but flying!

There were waves of uproar from the audience.

The audience looked at the pony with its hooves flying in the wind and shouted excitedly:

"Oh my god, how can it run so fast? It caught up with the two laps it was behind in the blink of an eye."

"Ah, it's caught up again! The gray horse that Shirahihi rides is already very fast, but compared to this little pony, it seems to be a lot slower!"

“Oh my god, it caught up with two laps!”

“Three laps!”

"Four laps!"

"Ahh! Five laps!"

"Is it running or flying? Check to see if its hooves are in the air!"

"Wow! It has left Xie Ping's horse behind and will soon catch up with Bai Yiri!"

"There's only half a lap left, and I've already caught up with Shirajiri's gray horse! I've surpassed him! I've surpassed him!"

"We won! First place!" All the audience stood up and cheered and screamed.

After the pony crossed the finish line, it stopped immediately.

Bai Jiyue on the horse rushed forward, not even bothering to celebrate his victory. With a painful look on his face, he dismounted, covered his mouth and ran away.

She ran to the corner, covered her stomach and started vomiting.

She finally felt better after she vomited out all the remaining food in her stomach.

Bai Jiri came over to help her, his face full of worry: "Big sister, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling sick in your stomach?"

Bai Jiyue looked at the foal with resentment. Could she say that she was horse-sick?

The speed was too fast and the sudden stop caused her to feel sick and vomit!

The foal got her resentful look and shook its mane, looking very proud.

"Let me help you see a doctor?" Bai Jiri was still worried about his sister.

Bai Jiyue stroked her chest and smiled at him: "Brother, I'm fine, I just ran too fast just now and I feel a little dizzy."

At this point, Bai Yiri laughed and said, "Yes, this horse is really amazing. It can stop immediately after crossing the finish line. This kind of control is very scary! Big sister, your vision is really accurate. It is really amazing!"

Bai Jiyue snorted coldly. He is powerful, but too arrogant. How annoying!

At the end of the horse race, Bai Jiyue scored 9 points, with a total score of 18, ranking first. Xie Ping and Bai Jiri scored 15 points in total, tied for second place. Fourth place was Zhu Yuan, and fifth place was Ma Qiao.

The examiner kept his promise and gave the foal to Bai Jiyue.

Bai Jiyue took the foal to the stable at the back and gave it a pile of grass: "Eat your fill first, and I'll take you away after the race."

The foal snorted in answer.

After a short break, the third points race began.

The guards brought ten low tables to the field, and everyone was stunned.

The examiner came out and announced that the next competition would be writing.

There was an uproar in the audience: "Isn't this a tryout? Why do we have to compete in writing?"

"Yes, it is a selection competition, but it doesn't say that it only selects those with good martial arts! The five people left behind will follow the governor to the capital. When the time comes, they will show their faces in front of the emperor and the empress dowager. The most basic thing is to be able to read and write! Otherwise, if it gets out that the governor's followers can't even write a word, wouldn't it be a disgrace to our Dark Stone Wasteland!"

After the examiner said this, everyone was speechless.

Bai Jiri's face lit up with joy: "Fortunately, we studied with the teacher for a few years when we were in the capital. Sister, your beautiful hairpin-shaped calligraphy will surely impress the examiner."

Bai Jiyue smiled bitterly.

Although I can write well in modern times, it is only limited to hard pen writing. My calligraphy is really not that good!

The original owner did have good handwriting, but the core of his body had changed!

The hands are controlled by the brain. If the brain is replaced, can you still control the hands to write beautiful words?

The four treasures of the study were placed on the small table, and the contestants took their seats.

Bai Jiyue took the brush and took great pains to copy a whole passage of words.

As for the handwriting, it’s average, not pretty, but not too ugly either.

After she finished writing, she stretched her head and saw Xie Ping's handwriting at the table next to her, and she couldn't help but smile.

Xie Ping's handwriting looked like black earthworms crawling all over the paper, which was creepy to look at.

She turned to look at Bai Jiri again and saw him pinching the two sides of the paper and lifting it up to blow dry the ink.

The neat and beautiful regular script makes people feel refreshed.

The examiner looked at everyone's handwriting one by one and gave scores on the spot.

Bai Jiri won the first place without any suspense, with 9 points. Ma Qiao unexpectedly got the second place, Zhu Yuan came in third, Bai Jiyue came in sixth place with 4 points, Xie Ping came in ninth place with 1 point, and the last one couldn't write at all.

As a result, the rankings changed: Bai Jiri ranked first with a total score of 24 points, Bai Jiyue ranked second with a total score of 22 points, Zhu Yuan ranked third with a total score of 19 points, Ma Qiao ranked fourth with a total score of 18 points, and Xie Ping ranked fifth with a total score of 16 points.