"The competition has begun!"

The tour guide's voice rose more than octaves again, and shouted loudly and excitedly: "The twelve horses have all rushed out! Now the one who is rushing in the front is the No. 9 Race Flame! It is indeed the favorite to win the championship in this event. As soon as he appears, he takes the lead... Hey, the No. 8 track next to it!"

The tour guide hesitated for a moment, then shouted suddenly: "What did I see?! The little Ma brother from the No. 8 track is still walking slowly behind! Oh my God! There are actually horse racing walking in the competition! It's unheard of!"

As he shouted, the audience was in an uproar.

In fact, the tour guide was obviously exaggerating. Brother Ma from the No. 8 track was obviously running... but he was indeed running relatively "slow".

According to the speed of the car, it is about twenty or thirty yards per hour.

This speed is considered normal if it is usually done, but in a race against time, such speed is tantamount to walking!

"It turns out that there is still no inertia!" Kevin slapped the face, and he really had no shame to go and see it again.

Huo Jingwen also frowned and his face darkened.

What they worry most is that it happened.

Without years of professional training, Brother Ma has no "habit" to launch a full sprint when the gate is opened.

Just like in running competitions, amateur players and professional players often make a clear judgment at the moment of starting - professional players have already developed an instinctive inertia from the body to the soul. When the referee sounds, the body will automatically launch a full-strength sprint without using his brain.

Even if the amateur players are focused or agile, it is difficult for them to mobilize the power of their bodies in an instant to use it at that point.

In view of this, if you fall behind one step, you will be behind one step, and the gap will be obvious!

Now, Brother Ma has suffered from this "amateur disease".

"I've seen it for a long time! That wild horse is actually walking!"

"Is that stupid big guy too fat, he can't run away!"

"You dare to say what kind of sweaty and bloody BMW is, let's lose! Bah!"

"It's a loss! It's a hundred yuan for labor and capital!"

"What? You even want to step on this kind of luck! Hahaha..."

Endless mockery and ridicule came from the audience, and boos came one after another.

In the VIP private room, Huo Changsheng, Zhao Jialiang and others saw this scene, and most of them were as dark as water.

Huo Mingwen took the opportunity to take the blame: "This little guy is still unreliable. He said so nicely. He always has to cheat others when doing things. Daddy, do you think about it when you hire him as a health care consultant?"

"Shut up! Before talking to others, look in the mirror and look at yourself. When others are not going well, they are busy making trouble. Your situation is too low!" Huo Changsheng scolded.

Huo Mingwen shrank his neck so much that he had to shut up in disappointment.

However, the gloating in his eyes could not be concealed.

Although Huo Changsheng still trusts Song Che, he no longer has any confidence in the final battle before retirement.

You should know that the world's fastest record maintained by a short-range horse racing of 1,000 meters is only 53 seconds, which is the same as the human 100-meter sprint. The time of 0:00 seconds can often determine the outcome of the race.

In such a fierce competition, if you miss the opportunity, it would be like giving up the victory. At this moment, even Zhao Jialiang couldn't help but sit down on the sofa with a depressed strength, and no longer had the strength to cheer up.

And in another private room, the atmosphere was completely opposite.

“Hahahahahahahahahaha…”

Lin Jiulong couldn't stop laughing, "No, I'm about to laugh out loud. I was so worried at first that this sweat-blooded BMW might be a dark horse, and I'm really confused."

Now, Lin Jiulong's worries have disappeared. He just wants to meet Huo Changsheng, Zhao Jialiang and others as soon as possible, and spread salt on their heart wounds. By the way, he has to kick the young white-faced doctor of Niu Bibobobo and grab the treasure in his hand.

Qiu Jingtang next to him saw it, thought for a while, and said, "Lin Sheng, do you really want to get the golden chrysanthemum ring in Song Che's hand?"

"If you don't want it, why should I make this bet?" Lin Jiulong curled his lips and said, "But to be honest, I don't know what's special about the golden chrysanthemum ring. It's the Dai Qin next to me that this thing contains great value and involves some very magical things, such as immortality."

Qiu Jingtang nodded: "I heard what Mu Chunfeng and the others said, but it is probably not easy to get this golden ring."

"It's not simple, so I'll deal with it in a simple way." A evil spirit appeared in Lin Jiulong's eyes.

Seeing this, Qiu Jingtang knew that Lin Jiulong had to get the golden chrysanthemum ring at all costs.

Since he had paid a heavy price for this before, he still felt scared, but he still couldn't help but want to see what the truth behind those legends is...

...

It's time to say it soon.

The storm changes suddenly on the track.

After experiencing the initial confusion, Brother Ma finally ignited his ambition to win at the horse racing racers running in front.

As the leader of the horses on the grassland, how could he be willing to eat dust behind the butts of these racehorses?

At the same time, Bayan was so nervous at the beginning that he did not adjust his status in time. However, considering Song Che's trust in him and his wife's motivation, he decided to grit his teeth and fight!

And he does have the ability to fight against these world-class jockeys. After all, he is a nation on horseback. No matter men, women, young and old, he spends half his life on horseback. He is as familiar with horses as his legs.

Although Bayan may not be able to compare with those jockeys about modern horse racing, his horse feel is incomparable to all jockeys on the field. This is an innate instinct.

With a giant like Xiao Ma, if Bayan has a huge selection of horses, if he has to wait for the crane, he will be really shameless to go back to face his fellow villagers!

"Oh! Look! Brother Ma's speed has increased, and it's very fast, just like a rocket speed booster!" The tour guide was the first to discover the change, and it was not until this time that he discovered the strangeness of Brother Ma: "The light at the starting line was darker. Now when I looked, I found that this old brother Ma from the grassland is really good. His hair was lightly golden. It ran like a golden flame. It can be seen that this is indeed a true sweat-blooded BMW..."

The tour guide has a good ability to make words and sentences, and his position is relatively objective. He gave a pertinent evaluation of Brother Ma: "But it's a pity that such a high-quality horse lacks professional training. His skills and awareness are far inferior to those professional horse racing. This is destined to be an unsurpassed gap. In the initial stage, although the gap has been pulled back by speeding up, he is destined to be... Huh? Wait! Brother Ma has rushed to sixth!"

Halfway through the speech, the tour guide suddenly found that Little Ma, who was fully powered, caught up with the speed of lightning, and chased from the last to the middle position. His eyes immediately widened, and his lines quickly turned: "Little Ma's pursuit continues! Now it is only half a position away from the fifth place! It can actually run so fast! It's incredible!"

With the high tone of the tour guide, the atmosphere of the horse farm also changed its style.

The laughter gradually disappeared, replaced by the exclamation gradually coming from the audience. Everyone looked at the unexpected mutation in surprise.

A wild horse and wild jockey who were so many behind could actually counterattack and quickly chased from the end to the middle position. And judging from this trend, the counterattack continued!

Through this detail, almost everyone has to admit that Brother Ma is indeed very outstanding in his talent, even better than those professional horse racing with noble blood. Even if he lacks experience, he is enough to sweep the horse racing world!

"Look! Brother Ma has reached fifth!"

In the private room, Zhao Xiyue pointed at the track, ignored the demeanor of the wealthy and socialites, and jumped and shouted.

Zhao Jialiang, Huo Changsheng and others didn't care about her loss of composure, but in fact they also showed signs of composure.

Seeing the powerful impact of Brother Ma, these two knowledgeable big shots couldn't help but stand up, and their faces were moved.

They watched countless horse racing games together, but they had never seen such a thrilling, ups and downs, nor did they see such a strange horse.

Zhao Jialiang couldn't help but sigh: "It is said that Emperor Wu of Han did not hesitate to attack the Western Regions in order to obtain the sweat-blooded horse. I believe that the heroic spirit of Emperor Wu of Han saw the sweat-blooded horse that he had seen a thousand years ago was nothing more than that."

When everyone was surprised, Huo Mingwen was like a dead mother, just like a dead mother... Although his mother, Ms. Wu, was still standing beside her and gasping, her face looked ugly.

Like them, most of them were worried and wait and see what would happen in the end of Brother Ma’s counterattack? Is there really a miracle?

"The last three hundred meters! At this time, our little horse surpassed another horse and came to fourth place... Oh! Third! Third!"

The tour guide's adrenaline was stimulated by the fierce competition and was secreted vigorously. His tone was filled with a tremolo. He shouted excitedly: "Oh my God! I have never seen such a counterattack since I started working! It's so exciting! Its physical talent is definitely the most outstanding one I have ever seen! Look carefully, Brother Ma seems to be flying!"

Not to mention, this adjective is quite appropriate.

After careful observation, Brother Ma's feet and hooves seemed to have not touched the ground at all. He could fly out more than ten meters in just a blink of an eye.

But everyone understands that this is actually because the step frequency speed is too fast!
Chapter completed!