Shouldn't the competition be fair, just, and open? We should pay attention to sportsmanship and sports ethics, participate in the first competition, everyone can be friends with each other, and win medals together happily?

Wrong, it was a symposium of saints. In fact, even the saints in history would blush and be embarrassed when discussing and debating, let alone a horse race involving money, interests, face and many other issues. Zhou Yi was very aloof and high-minded. Are you a legend? Everyone wants to win, but everyone can't afford to lose. Of course, it all depends on the opponent.

When encountering an evenly matched opponent, any high-ranking person, celebrity, chairman or god of gambling will turn into a child playing marbles and use all possible means to win.

Xiaodao is young and energetic, carrying the banner of master and has not encountered many setbacks since his debut. Gao Jin just wants to lose, but he still doesn't agree. When he has enough energy, he can have an idea with just a turn of his eyes. Last time It just kicked Heifeng to slow down slightly, but it seemed that the intensity was not enough. This time, he came up with his trump card. The one-finger Qiankun in the hands of Qianmen Thirty-Six was used at this time, spinning the Qianqian downkun to give the opponent a powerful blow. He also made the Jockey Club knock out his front teeth and swallow it in his stomach! Besides, the Jockey Club didn’t want Zhou Yi to win. After all, the master’s bet was twice as small as Zhou Yi’s. Who would have a grudge against Qian?

The overall strength of the horses in the eighth game was far less than that in the first game, and Black Wind and Sea Level were even more outstanding. Black Wind was so angry that he wished he could bite Sea Level at the beginning. Fortunately, he was not stupid and knew what his master wanted. It was victory, not seeing him kicked out of the race by the Jockey Club.

Looking at Zhang Hua on his back, Black Wind was a little depressed. He liked Zhang Hua because, in addition to the magical master who could communicate with him in horse language, this was the person he was closest to; Adored by both madmen and eminent monks, Zhang Hua also relied on this to be able to control the black wind. But I like it, because it and Zhang Hua never practiced black hands during training, so let's have a go at that hateful sea level horse. It is easy to use scissor legs and mandarin duck legs to tease the vagina. Who knows if Zhang Hua can bear it, after all, he has never practiced. Heifeng is afraid that he will not be able to control the strength, and the more he thinks about it, the more anxious he becomes, and the more he hates it.

"Heifeng, when the critical moment comes, you can do your best and I will give you the necessary guidance; also, Zhang Hua, don't worry, I will protect him..."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in Heifeng's mind. It was the voice that spotted it at a glance in the racecourse, led it to glory, made it famous, and was looked up to by countless fillies! What a standard horse language.

Hei Feng was excited. Even during the fierce running, Hei Feng still did not forget to raise his horse's head and look towards the VIP room. There was a human being who understood him there, who was more understanding and kinder than Zhang Hua. In fact, Hei Feng had always been puzzled. There was even some resentment, why Zhou Yi refused to be its jockey and never coached him on the field. This was the first time, which made him a little excited.

"Xi Liu Liu!"

In the eyes of horse fans, jockeys and even Xiaodao, Heifeng is crazy. I have never seen any horse suddenly raise its head and look at the audience during the game, and scream like crazy without losing its breath. Will the horse stumble? Is the horse crazy or the jockey did something wrong? It seems that the result of this game can be seen? Xiaodao is even a little disappointed. If Zhang Hua and Heifeng lose their form, they will win. There is no glory, and I don’t have the shame to claim credit in front of my master.

brush!

A gust of wind blew by, and the black wind, which was obviously wrong, seemed to be on stimulants, and its speed suddenly became incredibly fast. It pulled out a phantom, and it was almost a horse's length away from the sea level, and it was already far away from the first 400-meter bend. There are only five or six horse positions left. If the reaction is a little slower, let alone damaging moves, the knife and the sea level will be directly stuck behind Heifeng.

What's going on? This horse is crazy. Is it going to run to death?

Something like this happened at the Happy Valley racetrack. A jockey once secretly fed a horse a synthetic stimulant, but the Jockey Club didn't detect it. As a result, the horse went crazy and set a world record. But it survived halfway through the race. He lost his strength and died on the spot. From then on, synthetic stimulants using traditional Chinese medicine were noticed by the Jockey Club.

Xiao Dao had some suspicions that Hei Feng was the same, but the race was not over, so he could only ignore the horse power and let Hai Zhi enter the sprint state in advance.

Fortunately, Zhou Yi warned in time. Heifeng's excitement quickly faded and returned to normal. This made Xiao Dao and other jockeys almost vomit blood. They quickly controlled their horses and adjusted their pace. Finally, the sea level quality was excellent, and he suddenly became anxious and slow. The changes did not cause it to lose its status.

At the first bend, the sea level finally caught up with Heifeng in time. Considering that the sudden change just now would affect the state of the sea level, Xiao Dao held back and waited for revenge until the second bend. He would Give Black Wind a good education and let him know the price of madness.

The first 400-meter turn was quiet, so everyone knew that the decisive moment was at the second turn. When Black Wind and Sea Level were still more than ten horse lengths away from the second turn, countless cameras , the cameras were all pointed at the track, and even the top brass of the Jockey Club, the chairman with a title, also got a high-power monocular to look at it. Like Gao Jin, he was obsessed with this kind of hobby. It was a common gadget used by pirates or navies in the Middle Ages, and in terms of magnification, the single-barreled one is indeed superior.

Will there be a 'reasonable collision' again this time? If it happens again, will it be considered reasonable? Will the jockey on the sea level dare to risk the world's disapproval again, or will the jockey on the black wind take revenge? I'm curious.

A good crook will never make just one move, because he has absolute confidence that he will not be caught. The same goes for the knife. Before the game starts, he has thought of a hundred ways to defeat Hei Feng. , and there will be no evidence of "deliberate collision". Now he only needs to choose the one most suitable for the current situation from these one hundred methods.

Because of Black Wind's "crazy" performance before, even though Sea Level tried its best to catch up, it still occupied the inner lane, while Sea Level was biased toward the outer lane. This determined that once entering the curve, the knife must take action immediately, otherwise at most With just a few tenths of a second, Heifeng will expand his advantage in the inner lane infinitely, and finally create a distance. Once he is half a horse away, it will be very difficult for him to take action because of the distance.

That’s it!

Zhang Hua is not a fool. Seeing that he has an inside track advantage, of course he will not rush to let Heifeng volley through the corner. Instead, he gently pinches the horse's belly. This is a common technique for signaling horse racing to maintain stability and advantage. All jockeys Everyone can understand it. Seeing Zhang Hua's horse control movements, the president breathed a sigh of relief. Who said Zhang Hua was a madman? His illness has completely recovered. Look at how calm and solid he is?

Just when he was about to safely take back the telescope and enjoy the coffee given by his beautiful subordinate, the president opened his eyes wide again.

No one could have imagined that Black Wind would go crazy again, and at this critical moment...

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