On March 15th, the day of the Penglai City Water Horse Race, Nahua and Cylil rode a horse-drawn carriage to the blue sea. When Hera woke up, she had quietly left Nahua and the others.

Water horse racing is one of the most important and exciting events in the city by the sea. Water horse racing has a long history in the Liuhe Continent, and the rich cultural connotation has given rise to countless superstars over the course of hundreds of years

The rules of water horse racing are that the riders drive the carriage and gallop on the water, the racing horse is a kind of flying horse that can run on the water in the Liuhe Continent, the car is equipped with water-repellent beads, which can prevent the carriage from falling into the water, and the wheels use curved wheels, which can reduce friction and speed up.

The format of the race is that most of the ordinary horses are held in the field, and the length of the track is mostly between 1000 meters and 2000 meters, which is divided into different stages such as 1000 meters, 1400 meters, 1600 meters, 2000 meters, and 3000 meters.

Steeplechase is a race that tests a horse's ability to run and jump, in which the horse jumps over obstacles set up on the track in turn, which are generally 1 to 1.1 meters high water railings, with varying distances. This form of competition is very dangerous, and there are often accidents where people fall on their backs and riders fall overboard. The most famous obstacle race horse is the Mozi Cup of the Mo family, with a stage distance of about 10,000 meters.

Relay horse racing, each team selects 4 people, the field is 1000 meters, the handover is based on the flag, and the shortest time wins.

Silyl took Nahua to buy two sets of seaside clothes from the seaside, Wakakusa Flower Style Shop, Silyl wore a red plaid shirt lined with red floral underwear, dark crystal eyes, and a pink floral skirt underneath. Nahua wore a navy blue dress under Silyl's careful selection, and also wore a pair of dark crystal glasses.

Nahua and Cyril were lying lazily on their chairs, holding the hot drink of the seaside Seven Nights Snow in their hands. Not far from Nahua's side, there was the melodious sound of a flute, and the crowd around him formed a large circle. Nahua found a familiar figure in the crowd, Nahua and Cyril walked behind the two, snapped their fingers, and the two turned around, and it was Caleb and his girlfriend.

Caleb asked Nahua mysteriously, "Do you know who is inside" Nahua Xilier shook his head in confusion, Caleb pushed away the crowd, and Nahua saw that the person playing the flute was also a familiar person, it was the person who was holding a sky-breaking ruler who fought with a thousand horsemen on the sea that day. Nahua secretly thought in his heart, "It's really a person who can't be seen, and the sea can't be measured"

Nahua asked Caleb if you rescued Lao 4 that day, Michael sighed leisurely, "I have been rescued, but it will not be better in half a month, the pipa bone has been broken, the foot bone and hand bone have been passed through the black iron chain, the poison has spread all over the body, the blood is contaminated, the hematopoietic function has been lost, we have sent him to the base, it's a big deal to change his body again"

"Don't talk about it, there's still some time until the horse race, let's play cards" "By the way, you don't know our real name yet, his name is Michael, and my name is Gabriel" Gabriel said as he sorted out the cards

"The Knights of the Fallen Angels, the knights of the same name as the Knights of the Red Moon, I really didn't expect it" Although Cyril wandered in a different continent in her early years, when she came back, she had heard many times that the Knights of the Fallen Angels were powerful and invincible.

"Come on, the cards are ready," Gabriel reminded

The four of them were having a good time, not noticing that the crowd on the beach had left in twos and threes, and had converged on the beach.

When Cyril stood up and stretched her waist, she realized that the horse race was about to begin. The four of them hurried to the beach, and the clear water reached the ankles of the people.

Half a meter deep in the sea, horse-drawn carriages float on them and are ready to go, each racing car has two horses, the bells on the horse's neck are tinking, the driver is wearing a helmet and holding a leather whip, and the staff is immersed in the water to check whether there are any horses and vehicles are not using any cheating tools.

A cannon sounded, the 16 participating team members shouted, 32 horses shouted, 64 front hooves raised high, and countless splashes were made. The driver whipped the whip on the horse's back, and the 32 horses galloped forward like arrows from the string, the painted carts behind them, the wheels sliding through countless tracks.

The driver chased after me, the sound of the horsewhip resounded across the sea, and there seemed to be thousands of horses galloping on the water, and the waves were flying.

The host held a conch megaphone in his hand and stood at the top to constantly introduce the game to everyone. All the spectators have boarded the big boat dedicated to watching the horse races, and you can clearly see the expressions and movements of every athlete in the arena, splashing and wetting the horses, vehicles, and athletes.

The driver must not only open up the gap with his opponent, but also carefully leap over the water obstacles, and if he is not careful, he may turn on his back.

"It's not good, the 13th fell into the water, come on, come on," the host shouted. This happens every time you compete, so in order to protect the athletes, everyone will bring a special helmet and other protective equipment. In the early training, there are also special teachers to teach how to protect themselves to the greatest extent in the event of a rollover.

There are still 1000 meters to go before the finish of the race. The sudden swelling of the sea at the end of the road, the undulating sea, is also the standard for testing a good driver. I saw that No. 16, who was originally leading, was already in a hurry on the sea at this time, and the horse also lost its spirituality and began to become restless.

The 23rd, which was originally behind, went against the trend at this time, moving forward steadily, and was less than 50 meters away from the finish line at this time, "No. 23, No. 23 is about to launch a sprint" The host danced and frothed.

No. 23 first paused his advance to regulate his breathing and prepare for the final charge.

"Drive, drive" shouted, the No. 23 prancing horse whipped, sprinted suddenly, drove the carriage across the huge waves, and crossed the finish line.