Chapter Forty-Seven: Competitors?

Amamiya quietly came to the registration office, which is also a square, and the registration place is outside the square, but there are still many people riding horses in the square.

"What is that doing?" Amamiya watched a few people riding horses in the distance, and they didn't race horses or set horses, but let the horses' hooves trot all the way, as if they were jumping rubber bands...

"That's equestrianism...", a little girl on the side said speechlessly: "Only by being one with your own horse can you practice the supreme mastery..."

"This is equestrian?" Amamiya was surprised, in fact, the earth also has this, but Amamiya has never been interested in this, and he has never specifically learned about it.

Originally, I thought that even if the technique of controlling the horse was difficult, with the consciousness of the grandmaster in his hands, it should be very easy for him to learn.

But how can the horse move on its own, how long do they have to be with the horse to develop this tacit understanding, even if he can completely imitate the knight's movements, but he can't control the horse!

"Tsk..."Yoro was arrogant.

Amamiya didn't sign up anymore, but found a place to call.

Well, this world even has a space capsule, and it's unbelievable that there is no mobile phone, so Amamiya can only make calls.

"Hey, daddy is me..."

"Amamiya, how is it outside, is it good to eat? And no one is bullying you?"

"I'm fine, I'm a martial artist, and I'm very powerful now!" Amamiya said, "I'm in a place called Horse City right now, and some things require a lot of money..."

"Well, a million, I called you..."

Forehead...

What a good dad...

Amamiya took the card and walked to a nearby bank to take a look, and the balance on the card was still more than 1.3 million...

"It should be enough, after all, the champion is only 500,000..."Amamiya pondered.

He initially wanted to compete on his own, but the complexity of the competition was beyond his ability, so he changed his mind.

Buy with money!

Now that he has decided, he will not run around, just sort out the harvest of the past month in the house, and continue to deepen the potential of reform for thousands of miles.

The next day, the competition officially began, and the equestrian arena was on the street below Amamiya, which was a place that could be seen from the window.

However, Amamiya turned a deaf ear to the knocking in his ears, and the intersection of qi and force had already occupied all his thoughts.

On the third day, the man who set the horse was majestic and majestic, wielding a whip rope, and the song was full of singing throughout the horse city.

Amamiya bought a stack of paper and drew the qi and blood running that he had thought about, when his thoughts were smooth, he could solve several points in an hour, and when his thoughts were not smooth, the whole stack of papers was crumpled into balls by him.

On the fourth day, a flag was blown and eight riders rushed off the track to the cheers of tens of thousands of people, fighting for their honor.

Amamiya tidied up dozens of manuscript papers, read them again, and threw them on the bedside.

Now, it's finally possible to run while running!

He really doesn't know how long his condition can last, according to Orochimaru's explanation, the inhibitor can be suppressed for 3-8 months, and then the conflict between the two bloodlines will break out in full force.

So, of course, it's better to be able to run to find the Dragon Balls than to walk.

Or I'm too stupid, how good it would be to bring a somersault cloud when I go.

By the time Amamiya finished thinking, the outside game was just decided.

Amamiya didn't care about the champion and runner-up, and looked directly at the third place.

It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with flaxen hair, and he was standing on the podium at the moment, holding the dragon ball in one hand, but his eyes couldn't stop looking at the crowns on the heads of the two people next to him.

"It's really an ordinary person..."Amamiya breathed a sigh of relief, maybe he had read too many novels before, and he always felt that something would happen before he wanted to get something.

So he was still a little worried, but now...

Didi!

Well?

Amamiya was stunned for a moment, and took out the Dragon Ball Radar in his arms, this is another Dragon Ball within ten kilometers!

And, it's approaching at a fairly fast pace!

"This speed, 110 km/h?" Amamiya frowned, this shouldn't be the lucky farmer who picked up the Dragon Balls, after all, the tractor can't run at this speed...

"Boom..."Amamiya had already heard a high-pitched and shrill sound, he jumped out of the window, jumped on the roof a few times, and then saw a cigar-shaped airship in the sky rapidly approaching!

"Is it so arrogant?" Amamiya Yiraku, it's impossible for the Red Ribbon Legion to come over, so the people above don't have to think about it, it must be Pirav?

Speaking of which, Pirav is also an inspirational villain who has been defeated and defeated again and again, from the opening of Dragon Ball to the birth of Son Goku's granddaughter, people's ambitions have not changed, which is to unify the earth.

This kind of firm will is comparable to Luffy, who has been shouting all year round about being the king of the pirates, and Naruto, who wants to be the Hokage.

It's a pity that the typical Zhida is talented, this person can't fight, so he can't rob Sun Wukong, he has no intelligence, so he can't unify the world with strategic means, and in the end he can only be a funny character in the whole play.

Amamiya didn't wait for them to stop, he simply jumped out of the room, he saw that the third place had already walked off the podium, as if he wanted to give the dragon ball to the elder next to him?

Amamiya rushed over with an arrow, grabbed the dragon ball with one hand, and put a card in his hand with the other, and by the way, he also said in his ear: The password is six 9...

This third guy didn't even react, he just felt a light in his hand, and the Dragon Ball turned into a card...

"Eh, I was robbed?" The boy was stunned, and he saw the card in his hand again, isn't this a bank card...

So, the password six nines...

Let's go see how much money we have...

With the dragon ball in hand, Amamiya took out the radar, looked back at the airship overhead, and estimated the distance between himself and the airship.

He definitely can't run away, after all, his thousand-mile walk also consumes energy, and there is a vast prairie outside the city. If it was a plain pursuit, no one would have been able to see the cat as a Voldemort in the grass, but Pirav was in the sky.

Amamiya looked around, and then was pleasantly surprised to see an acquaintance, the old man who drove him when he came!

At this time, this old man is desperately trying to introduce his horse, and the idea that he will use his horse to participate in the race and run a good result does not exist at all, how can the self-employed compare with the horse industry of other people's groups, so he has not proved his horse ability until now, and the horse cannot be sold...

"300,000 is really too low, this is a real sweat BMW, look at this head, teeth, look at this sweat..."

"Give you 500,000, I want it!" Amamiya slapped a card in the palm of the old man's hand, and took the reins in the old man's hand with one hand...

"Huh?" The old man didn't react, Amamiya had already turned over on the horse and began to lead and shout...

When the old man turned around, he only heard a voice from the far away from the rain palace: "The password is six nines!" ”