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755 The New King(2/2)

Gu Jiao said, "I don't need to feed my horse."

The soldier said: "The weather is hot and the horse consumes a lot. If the water and food are not replenished in time, it will easily dehydrate."

Gu Jiao still said, "I know, no need."

The soldier opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Mu Qingchen spoke: "Take the horse down."

"Ah, yes." The soldier took Mu Qingchen's horse away.

When the soldier led the horse to the horse's shed, two men in gorgeous clothes came over, one with a white face and the other with a goatee.

The man with a white face and no beard said, "Why didn't you bring it here?"

The soldier reported: "If you go back to the boss of Dong, the boy said that his horse would not need to be fed."

"Ha, what am I talking about?" The head of the Dong family sneered and looked at the goatee man beside him, "Old Yang, you should believe it now, right? That kid is definitely not a reckless man. He is scheming and highly vigilant, and it is not so easy to deal with."

The head of the Yang family frowned and said, "Who is this kid?"

The head of the Dong family smiled and said, "This kid is a student of Tianqiong Academy, a native of Zhaoguo. He is classmates with Mu Qingchen. I suspect that the man in white-clothed masked that day was Mu Qingchen."

The head of the Yang family said suspiciously: "Why did Mu Qingchen do this? Isn't he the grandson of Mr. Mu? Why doesn't he help the Mu family?"

The head of the Dong family smiled faintly: "Maybe the Su family has its own little thoughts, who knows?"

The head of the Yang family said thoughtfully: "Since he is not from Yan, he should have also taken the role of a child from a sideline to participate in the selection this time. Is his purpose to help Mu Qingchen consume his opponent?"

The head of the Dong family agreed: "It is very likely."

...

On the other side, Gu Jiao and Mu Qingchen had both finished drawing.

In the tent, the two did not communicate any information.

After coming out, Mu Qingchen hesitated for a moment and still called him: "I am the Earthly Branch."

Gu Jiao whispered: "Such a coincidence, I am also an earthly branch."

Mu Qingchen's breathing tightened slightly: "Shen Jiu."

Gu Jiao: "Wei Ba. I'll have a game before you."

Mu Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, he didn't want to face Gu Jiao.

Even if it was a matter of time sooner or later, he hoped that the showdown between them would be later, and later.

After they drew lots, cavalry from the top ten families came on stage one after another, including nine of the Han family. Except for Han Che, who was eliminated by Gu Jiao, the remaining eight people advanced.

Everyone was sighing that the strength of the Han family's Black Wind Rider was indeed terrifying.

But Gu Jiao didn't think this was how powerful the Han family was. The Black Wind Cavalry was taken from the Xuanyuan Family, and the method of taming was also inherited by the Xuanyuan Family.

The Han family is just eating the bloody steamed buns of the Xuanyuan family.

Gu Jiao was not interested in watching it anymore and planned to go back to feed the Black Wind King.

"I'll leave first, see you next time."

Just as she said goodbye to Mu Qingchen, her back suddenly cooled down, as if a terrible murderous aura swept across the other side of the battlefield, with an unstoppable momentum, and instantly filled the entire battlefield.

The horse on the field began to restless, and even the horse's body, which was concentrating on the competition, shook for a while.

What a powerful aura!

The only horse that was not affected at the scene was probably the Black Wind King.

"ah--"

A horse trying to step onto the high platform stopped in the air, but did not step on it, and fell down with the cavalry.

The cavalry screamed.

Gu Jiao and Mu Qingchen looked at the powerful aura at the same time.

I saw a silver-haired man riding a chestnut war horse slowly. He walked gracefully and calmly, but he was domineering with the kingly domineering spirit that made thousands of horses kill.

The silver-haired man is very young, looking twenty-eight or ninety, and is definitely less than thirty.

As for the horse, Gu Jiao couldn't tell the specific age, but she could feel that it was a young and agile horse.

Mu Qingchen's expression became solemn: "It is the new Black Wind King of the Han family. He is six years old this year. He is right now, and the legitimate son of Mr. Han, who has been studying the taming of the Han family's own Black Wind Knight over the years."

Gu Jiao looked at Mu Qingchen: "Her black wind cavalry?"

Mu Qingchen looked at her and said, "Han Wuye once said that the Black Wind Rider tamed by the Xuanyuan family is not the most powerful war horse in the world. He will use his own methods to tame a stronger Black Wind Rider. The new Black Wind King he sat down is the result of his taming."

"Oh." Gu Jiao touched her chin and carefully observed the man and horse not far away.

Mu Qingchen said earnestly: "I know your Black Wind King is very powerful, but... I'm afraid it's not the opponent of that horse."

Han Wuye’s new Black Wind King is not only younger, but also more agile and quicker. Its explosive power, endurance, speed and strength are all impeccable.

Mu Qingchen paused and said, "And, it has another name."

Gu Jiao asked, "What's the name?"

Mu Qingchen opened his mouth and said, "Black Devil Horse."

The Dark Devil is on the field right away.

It was the middle track, but before the gongs and drums were beaten, the horses on the tracks on both sides were so scared that they dared not move.

Although the other two horses could rush out with a tough bullet, they made frequent mistakes and were eliminated before they even finished the Fire Bridge.

Han Wuye advanced without any suspense.

Mu Qingchen looked at the invincible black horse on the platform, frowned slightly and said, "It took a total of seventeen breaths from starting to stepping onto the platform, and Han Wuye's black horse only took twelve breaths."

With such a short distance, the Black Demon Horse is five breaths faster than the Black Wind King!

This is like a 110-meter hurdle, with the first place leading the second place by five seconds.

Mu Qingchen said: "I know your Black Wind King is not using all your strength, and Han Wuye's Black Demon Horse is also not. In short, you have no chance of winning... If you meet them next time, I hope you can choose-"

"Come on the fight." Gu Jiao said.

Mu Qingchen frowned.

Did she say the truth?

Gu Jiao rolled over the horse, held the reins tightly, and looked at Han Wuye, who was riding a black demon horse on the high platform.

Gu Jiao felt the boiling blood in her body and the powerful fighting spirit from the Black Wind King!
Chapter completed!
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