He changed his mind. Since Yak and others were unwilling to admit defeat, they must have no chance to turn the tables!

The third race is a short-distance track of 1,600 meters, and it takes one and a half laps around the track.

As soon as the flute sounded, the horse shutter was turned on, and everyone was fully focused to see if something happened.

No. Both horses rushed out of the horse gate quickly!

The British thoroughbred horse used its excellent explosive power to immediately grab the lead and firmly grasped this advantage.

The Hong Kong jockey was encouraged by the second game and was in a very relaxed mood. He was in a particularly outstanding state. His body skillfully cooperated with the horse racing and tried not to add a slight burden to it. The cooperation between people and horses was perfect.

This time, the Arabian horse was tightly biting the back of the British thoroughbred horse and never lagging too much.

It was not until the Arabian horse ran nearly a lap that gradually got dumped.

Both horses were panting, their mouths wide open, their mouths and noses were spraying heavily, and their mouth foam splashed out. Both sides had tried their best!

Seeing the horse racing gust of wind blowing and rushing through the track in front of him, Xiao Qiang smiled sinisterly and activated his supernatural power.

Don't blame me!
Chapter completed!