Shipin Dalizheng

After three games, Dai Viet has lost two games except for the first one where they narrowly won.

Xi Kunlun sent out another team, and if nothing unexpected happens, it should be the one ranked third.

Unexpectedly, after appearing on the stage, Amul was a little hesitant and never gave any hint. Rong Tang could only let Feng Qingqing appear on the stage as previously arranged, because no matter how you look at it, Prince Yuli's horse is the best.

The other party was a fierce man with a scar on his left eye. He looked at Feng Qingqing with a squint, showing his contempt and disdain, but also the anger of being looked down upon. Other people's opponents were men after all, but he, a dignified general, was facing a little girl.

Things are often so incredible. The two horses had just run a circle when Feng Qingqing suddenly jumped up from Feixue's back, holding a long sword, and attacked the general of Xi Kunlun fiercely.

She had excellent martial arts skills and only attacked General Xi Kunlun from above, making him flustered and unable to ride his horse forward. The two of them were entangled on the same horse. Feng just touched him lightly and left, without hurting him, but making him feel suffocated and unable to move.

Feixue was like an arrow shot from a bow, leaping lightly and leaving the war horses of West Kunlun far behind.

The people of West Kunlun shouted in unison, "Cheating, foul."

Rong Tang led the laughter, "The competition field is like a battlefield, you guys are just playing house? We are just a little girl here... no shame, just a little..."

The sarcasm and ridicule were so extreme that the brave general was so angry that he cried out in anger.

But no matter what he did, Feng Qingqing was like a leech attached to his bones and he couldn't get rid of her.

Prince Yuli shouted, "Knock her off her horse."

According to the rules of horse racing, whoever falls to the ground loses.

The general swung his long whip, which rolled towards Feng Qingqing's waist, but Feng Qingqing no longer wanted to fight with him. She swung her sword, breaking the general's whip into several pieces, and she flew back to Feixue's back like a butterfly.

Feixue galloped alone for a long distance, conserving his strength, while the general's horse was blocked by various obstacles and had to carry a heavy load for a long distance, and had no stamina left. Unsurprisingly, Feixue took the lead for more than half a lap in this race and won an absolute victory.

The West Kunlun team scolded the Dayue team for being uncivilized, and the Dayue team scolded the West Kunlun team for being the first to start the fight. After a while of commotion, Prince Yuli stood up with a dark face. Losing was losing, and he had nothing to say.

The other party did affect them, but the girl's performance on horseback was not something his general could deal with. It could only be said that the girl had no intention of killing him, otherwise how could the general be alive?

On the high stands, Emperor Xuan Ning had a telescope on his eye, which was just presented to him by Tang Fuyun. He could see things miles away as if they were right in front of him, which made him feel refreshed and happy.

Especially Feng Qingqing's performance on horseback was amazing. What's wrong with women? Such a strange person in the martial arts world should fight for the honor of Dayue, regardless of whether he is a man or a woman.

"Good, good, very good, worthy of the title of Township Lord."

Feng Qingqing won easily on the field, returned to the team, said hello, and left again, like a mysterious and elusive hermit.

Rong Tang didn't have time to try to keep her. He just knew that since she was in Beijing, they would be reunited sooner or later. He grinned and laughed, hahahaha...

"Mr. Jian'an, it's our turn now."

Prince Yuli came on stage, his dark golden eyes gloomy.

Rong Tang shut his mouth, so is it his turn to be abused?

The last match was supposed to be a peak showdown, but when everyone saw Prince Yu Li's big black horse with thick hooves, tall height and long legs, and then saw Rong Tang's horse with bared teeth and twisted mouth, which had nothing special except for its stubborn temper, they all fell silent.

Rong Tang didn't care. He was prepared to lose. He had already won two games. Feixue won so beautifully that he saved some face.

Prince Yuli looked at the broken horse and felt furious. His Canglang was supposed to fight against a strong opponent, but it was fooled and won unfairly.

Rong Tang patted Er Gouzi's head and said, "See? I look down on you."

Ergouzi's ears flashed, and if you looked closely, you would find that his cunning eyes were rolling around.

Rong Tang didn't intend to put too much pressure on it. After all, it was a second-class warhorse that had accompanied him in the southern expedition, and they had a special bond.

"Just do your best and don't hurt yourself by running."

He whispered to comfort Er Gouzi, and Prince Yu Li also tightened his grip on the horse's belly, "Cang Lang, leave it far behind."

At the command, the two horses galloped together. Rong Tang suddenly seemed to lose his balance and was almost thrown behind the horses.

what happened?

He calmed himself down, adjusted his state, leaned forward, stuck his butt out, and stood half-hanging in the stirrups, feeling Ergouzi's different speed and passion.

The Canglang in front is indeed worthy of being the best among the top war horses. It showed its extraordinary deterrent power as soon as it started running. The momentum that carried the force of wind and thunder made it the king of horses, exuding domineering aura.

Look at Ergouzi again.

Er Gouzi was chasing closely.

Prince Yuli thought he had left Ergou far behind, so he tilted his head slightly and saw that Ergou was only a few horse lengths away from him, which was not enough to give him an absolute advantage.

"drive……"

With a flick of the whip, the wolf accelerated.

Ergouzi was left behind by several horse lengths, but suddenly he accelerated and caught up by several horse lengths.

Prince Yuli was depressed. His Canglang was in poor condition. Was it on the same level as this inferior horse?

Rong Tang was extremely nervous, yet also ecstatic, "Er Gouzi, good job, keep it up."

There was a roar of cheers outside the stadium, and the ears were filled with the voices of the people of West Kunlun cheering for Canglang. If Canglang lost, they could not afford to lose face.

Rong Tang's heartbeat quickened. "Er Gouzi, if you beat it, I'll give you a new name. You can call it anything you like. No, I'll ask His Majesty to give you a prestigious name."

At this time, they had almost finished three laps. Ergouzi was like a piece of taffy, holding on to Canglang for three horse lengths and not being left behind.

Maybe he really understood what the person said, but Rong Tang suddenly felt less shaken and the horse's body was stable.

His heart sank a little. Could it be that Ergouzi's limit had really reached this point and he could no longer break through?

Think about it, Ergou is just a second-rate warhorse, while Canglang is a top-level warhorse. There is a huge gap between them. It is good enough to catch up to this level. It is an honor to lose.

I thought that Ergou would slow down soon, but as I waited, the distance of three horse lengths became two horse lengths.

Wait, what's going on?

When he was confused, the onlookers were also confused, "Look, what's the pace of that half-blooded donkey?"

Those who knew about horses looked at Ergou's four hooves, only to see that each of them was running independently, ignoring each other, and seemed to be turning in the same direction no matter how you looked at it.

"Fuck, a demon horse! I've never seen one run like that before. What kind of species is this?"

"What kind of demon horse is this? This is a walking horse! You guys have never seen the world."

It's not that everyone has seen a horse running, but no one has ever seen one so fast. You have to know that when a horse runs so fast, all four hooves are in the air, almost leaping forward.

While a horse can move steadily, the force of one hoof is not as strong as that of two. However, Er Gouzi's performance is truly amazing. With four hooves driving the horse, his seemingly chaotic steps are like a meticulous calculation, shortening the distance between the horse's body inch by inch.

Rong Tang almost held his breath, suppressing his inner ecstasy. He was on horseback at the moment, and couldn't see Er Gouzi's face. Er Gouzi's eyes flashed with a devilish and fierce light, and he locked onto Cang Lang's horsetail and chased!

Chase!!

Chase! ! !

"Ah...we're catching up..."

There was thunderous cheering outside the stadium, the heartbeats in the stadium accelerated, and all eyes were on the two men and two horses.

Seeing that the finish line was only more than ten feet away, Ergouzi and Canglang were only separated by a horse's length, and Ergouzi's mouth could touch Canglang's horsetail.

In a flash, Ergouzi opened his mouth wide and bit hard.