The eyes of the fierce horses are full of hatred for humans. It is no longer passively hiding, but has become active.

I saw it attack Shaokang quickly like a stormy wave, and shoot a kick, ready to show its majesty happily and heartily in the wanton rage, and trample the small human under his feet.

And Shaokang jumped lightly, dodged the attack of the fierce horse, and jumped behind the fierce horse. He was ready to grab the fierce horse by the tail and jump on the horse's back.

But this fiery horse is a fighting horse. It has honed itself to the fullest after countless battles. It quickly turned, charged, collided...... Shaokang had no choice but to hide back.

The fiery horse shook and burned...... Step by step, he forced Shaokang. It seems that it has never been so glamorously infected with the presence, activity and power of life.

Shao Kang was also amazed that this body wrapped in a yellow mane, the body that digested the roots of the grass tree, could actually release such a magnificent energy!

Shao Kang was thinking about how to dodge this fierce attack, but he saw this fierce horse fly out and kick Shao Kang to the ground......

Suddenly, there was a scream in the crowd. And Nu Ai and still far away were stunned, their eyes widened, and they couldn't speak for a while.

A stream of blood flowed from the corner of Shaokang's mouth, and he wiped it and quickly stood up from the ground.

Facing the domineering horse, Shaokang began to gather the "three-element condensation": the essence of the yuan is like a mist, the vitality is like the wind flowing, and the spirit is like a cloud. They were quickly injected into his dantian and into his sea of qi.

Shaokang's true qi deepened in his thoughts: the cold winter was raging, and the wind was all over the sky; Dusty, prancing horses galloping; Soaring, strong!

He needs to use the palm of the "Spinning Universe" in the "Three Emperors Divine Skill"! So he spun quickly before the arrival of the fierce horse, like a hurricane that swept through the sky, and destroyed it, stirring the air around him and trembling, and the dust flew and crashed, and everything was in the whirlpool, and everything was under control......

This fiery horse is clearly not going to rest on its laurels. It is more bold, passionate, and honorable than anything that is alive. It decided to fight for honor: one more kick, and the spinning young man in front of him would be doomed.

Just when the fierce horse kicked his foot towards Shaokang, Shaokang did not dodge, but churned out of the whirlpool, stretched out his "spinning Qiankun" palm, and pressed the waist of the fierce horse. There seems to be a red tongue in the palm of the hand, and the flames are long, as if it wants to burn everything and tear everything......

With this palm, he pushed the fierce horse out of a battle. Liema suddenly fell to the ground, and the sound of the ground trembled......

"Good!" The people were stunned and couldn't help but cheer. Nu Ai and still Yuan's smiles suddenly bloomed.

The fallen horse seemed to feel undignified and quickly stood up. Its eyes were filled with hatred, and pent-up anger erupted like a volcano. It wanted to launch a crazy revenge on the young man in front of it: it rushed towards Shaokang again.

At this time, Shaokang thought of Daddy's words, although he fought with the horse, he had to regard it as an opponent like a human. It can't speak, but it has joys and sorrows.

In the past few days of confrontation with people, this fierce horse has already had a bad feeling towards people. Wave after wave of people came to deal with it, and even fought against it. If it takes a step back, it may be put to death. Therefore, its impact and combat effectiveness are much more powerful than those of the still male palm.

What if you look at it as a cold hush? O enemy who killed his father!

Hatred, always similar to some traditional Chinese medicine, cold, slightly bitter, precipitated in the human body, exudes the fragrance of plants. But over time, there is always one explosion after another: boom, sparks, and smoke. Even if life falls apart in a swift way, there are no regrets.

Anger burns in Shaokang's chest, right! We must break out of hell, incinerate the world, get rid of filthy wicked people like Han Xun, and destroy the fallen cold country he has established.

Therefore, in the face of the strong fierce horse, Shaokang did not move and dodge, but once again contained the "three-element condensation": the Yuan Jing was in a hurry, the Yuan Qi was wandering, and the Yuan Shen was light and happy, condensing together in his dantian and filling his sea of qi.

In the mind: there is a power that can push the mountains away; There is an imposing momentum that can make the sea churn. Who is the master of ups and downs? Overweening!

It's really full of energy! At this time, it is necessary to use the "Two Winds and Ears" fist of the "Three Emperors Divine Skill"! It must be done: moving like a wave, quiet as a mountain, rising like an ape, falling like a bear, standing like a pine, turning like a wheel, folding like a bow, light as a leaf, heavy as iron, and fast as the wind.

Shaokang tossed and jumped, spun around, and danced his fists. Those fists clearly brought the whirring wind and demonstrated to the fierce horse. The momentum seemed to tear through the endless night, break through the shackles of darkness, and fly out. Gradually, the two fists raged like a raging wind, wanton and cold, straight through people's hearts.

Facing the fierce horse who was fighting back frantically again, Shaokang jumped up, waved the fist of "Double Wind Piercing Ears", and hit the fierce horse in the eyes. The cold swishing between the fists made a frightened thud sound!

When he boarded, the horse was knocked out of his way, and he couldn't find where Shaokang was. So it leaped wildly and roared wildly.

Riding a fierce horse and still blindfolded, Shaokang thought: You can't rush to get on the horse, you must exhaust its physical strength and let it tame.

So, Shaokang decided to use the leg skill of "Serial Sweeping Leaves" of the "Three Emperors Divine Skill". Those legs flew in a row, like the autumn wind sweeping leaves. One leg rises up and kicks at the leg of the fierce horse; The repulsion is so strong that the fierce horse can't help shaking. Instead, Shaokang changed to another leg and kicked at the waist of the fierce horse; Conquest bravery, the fierce horse is a little shaky.

Liema apparently spotted his target and rushed in the direction of Shaokang's kick. Shaokang jumped to the back of the fierce horse with agility, grabbed the horse's tail, and swayed from side to side. The fiery horse turned its head in a rage and attacked him from behind. He also used the leg skill of "Serial Sweeping Leaves" to carry out a series of attacks on the fierce horse......

And so on and on, for a long time. Finally, Liema was tired. It stopped leaping, it stopped roaring. Obviously, it found its own disadvantages, couldn't find the other party, and just tossed around; Perhaps, stopping, you can brake statically.

Shaokang was standing not far from the fierce horse, and the horse training farm was surprisingly quiet. Everyone wants to know about Shaokang's decision. Shaokang thought: If you don't get on the horse at this time, will you wait for it to rest? So, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth once more and walked towards the fiery horse......

"Brother Shaokang! Be careful! It was clearly the voice of concern of Nu Ai.

"Boss, Fierce Horse won't give up!" Still far away from reminding.

"Little brother, still Xiongye has fallen, don't take any risks!" Someone is worried.

"Shaokang, what are you afraid of, how do you know the result if you don't try?" Someone cheered up.

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Shaokang came to the fierce horse, hesitated for a moment, and then jumped and jumped on the horse. The crowd was in an uproar. Nu Ai was so nervous that she tugged at the corner of her clothes, still raising her fist in a panic.

Shaokang grabbed the reins tightly, clamped his legs, and motioned for the horse to run. But the fierce horse doesn't move, and there is a situation that can't be at your mercy. At the same time, it seems to be accumulating strength and preparing for a bigger battle. This horse is indeed human and tactical. Even the people around him were impressed. What's the horse, right?

The bloody slaughter of Hanxun seemed to appear in front of him, and the sound of bayonets scraping against each other was in his ears. The corners of Shaokang's mouth pulled out a sneer: the long-buried hatred surged into his heart, and a stream of hot blood churned in his chest, making his face red. The cells were breathing agitatedly, and the air was blowing through the skin, making the soul tremble.

Shaokang once again brewed the "three-element condensation": the yuan essence chased the yuanqi, and the yuanqi urged the yuanshen to surging together in his dantian.

In an instant, his mind rose: thousands of blows, perseverance, blood and heart, unwavering. In an instant, his strength was full of energy. Shaokang slapped the horse's buttocks. The fiery horse was agitated and ran in his direction......

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd. Nu Ai and still Yuan's expressions also relaxed a lot.

Shaokang, who was riding on horseback, had a dignified body and a dignified appearance. A pair of eyes, the light shines on the cold star; The two curved eyebrows are like paint. The bearing is extraordinary, the momentum is like a rainbow, and there is the majesty of ten thousand people who are invincible.

"It's over in one more lap, Brother Shaokang, hold on!" Nu Ai shouted.

"Boss, still Xiongye was thrown down at the end. Beware! Still shouting from afar.

"Little brother, the last sprint, take care of you!" The crowd was shouting.

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It's almost over, Shaokang's heart is also tugging: the soldiers are coming, and the water is coming to cover it. It is up to heaven to make things happen, but it is up to people to do things. It depends on who will die in today's showdown.

Really, a fierce horse is a fierce horse! On the third lap, when it was near the end of the line, it seemed to be full of resentment and resentment, and there was nowhere to vent, and its chest seemed to explode.

Anger, like a fire that burns the prairie with heat, burns its emotional scars; Hatred rises and falls in the chest like a tidal wave. Its entire body trembled wildly and violently.

It roared and neighed, and its four legs soared into the air, trying to throw Shaokang off the horse's back to the ground, hoping to smash its opponent to pieces.

However, when the fierce horse jumped into the air, Shaokang did not sit still, but relied on the "three-element condensation" to turn over and rise into the air, and far exceeded the height of the fierce horse.

Just as the fierce horse landed, Shaokang flipped in the air, and then landed firmly on the fierce horse. Then he slapped the horse, and the horse leaped to the finish line. Shaokang turned over and dismounted. The fiery horse panted and fell to the ground.

The crowd cheered. Nu Ai and still Yuan were so excited that they ran towards the horse training field, and the three of them hugged each other tightly.

I don't know who separated them, but a group of people laughed and shouted, and surrounded Shaokang to the middle of the horse training farm, and then threw him up and caught him. And so many times over and over again, to celebrate this day of human victory!

Everyone was full of joy and praised:

"I can't imagine that we still have such capable people in our country!"

"A furious blow to the eyes of the fierce horse is also the key to victory! Shaokang is really smart. ”