Chapter 637: Hissing

There are still two minutes left before the start of the game.

The atmosphere in the stadium became more and more intense.

The stands were filled with cheers and chatter from the audience.

All the contestants came out of the aisle one after another and took their places.

Zhang Qing went to the field with a big sweat, standing on track No. 2, ready to listen to the instructions and get on the horse.

However.

That's when it happened.

The unexpected happened.

"咴~"

The Great Khan suddenly rose forward.

The horse's head was in the direction of the sun, and it let out a neighing that belonged to the Mongolian hundred-forked iron-hoofed horse.

The hair and sideburns all over the body shine in the sun, and they look very powerful.

"This..."

Zhang Qing on the side was stunned by the action of the Great Khan.

The Great Khan never rose up.

The so-called horse lifting, that is, the predecessor rising.

The famous oil painting "Napoleon Crossing the St. Bernard Pass in the Alps", Napoleon's horse is rising.

This action can also be seen when the horse is injured in the TV series.

This posture looks very domineering, as if full of pride.

But in fact, not all horses rise, especially horses that have been bred in captivity since birth.

Once a horse learns to rise, it is not a good sign, and it means danger for both the horse itself and the horse master.

And as a horse owner, a horse master, Zhang Qing, who has accompanied Da Khan for several years, is even more strange.

He had never seen a great sweat rise, and how did he learn it?

Could it be that this is the movement of the military horse imprinted in the bones?

Ma Qiyang has only four conditions, physical pain, excess energy, confusion, and fear.

Zhang Qing felt that the Great Khan was the second, with excess energy.

After all, this guy is in very good shape today, just like when Zhang Qing first met him, and when he defeated Megatron.

Spirited, enthusiastic, Top Gun.

"Good horses, good horses. ”

Zhang Qing touched the head of the sweaty horse: "Take the first place today, help me, help Chu He, and help Black Jack." ”

The Great Khan nodded his horse's head humanely, as if he could understand what Zhang Qing meant.

Everyone in the audience was alarmed by the hiss of the Great Khan.

It is rare for a horse to rise near the opening.

For a while, everyone rushed to take pictures to record the majestic moment of the Great Khan.

There was finally some cheers for the Great Khan in the stands.

The other horses became restless after the neighing of the Great Khan, as if they had been intimidated by the king.

Like a tiger to a cat, a lion to a dog, the blood of the gods is suppressed, and the king will always be the king.

A group of horses living in greenhouses, cross-bred for competitive performances, how can they be compared to a horse with military horse bloodline like the Great Khan.

Chu He in the stands also smiled slightly.

He knew that the horse of the Great Khan was strong when it was strong, and weak when it was weak.

You can defeat the peerless legend of Megatron, or you can lose to a rookie horse that you haven't won.

But in any case, his strength is definitely at the ceiling level.

On the other side, on the track.

"Is there a problem?"

The referee walked over and asked with concern.

If you get up because of body pain, etc., you won't be able to compete.

"No problem, I feel it. Zhang Qing's eyes were very confident.

"Well, feel free to say anything. ”

The referee nodded, took out the walkie-talkie, and reported to the people outside the field.

"There is no problem with our No. 2 Ma Da Khan, and you spectators who have placed bets do not have to worry. ”

"I think the Khan is declaring war, and it seems that today he has a lot of ideas about the championship. ”

"Oh, let's wait and see. ”

The two commentators didn't think it was a big deal, and directly explained the rise of the Great Khan as wanting to win the championship, and the show was full of effects.

"It's a minute before the start. ”

"Our referee is ready and the starting pistol is loaded. ”

"Get on the horse!"

As the referee shouted, all the horse masters grabbed the reins and got on the horse at the same time, and the movements were uniform.

They swirled their upper bodies close to the horse's back, trying to reduce wind resistance when they started to sprint.

The referee came to safety, raised his starting pistol, and aimed it at the sky.

"All of them!

"Ready..."

"Run!"

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