Summer rain can be arbitrarily divided into two types.

The pouring rain and the misty drizzle, the former may be able to drop some temperature, but the latter is just a kind of comfort for the soul.

It can even be said to be a torture.

The not-so-cool drizzle falling on the grass, even with the warmth, the feeling of splashing on your legs with the mud has nothing to do with comfort.

However, whether it is the roaring Amazon waves and monsters that are not afraid of shadows, or the king who once swept the West, they don't care about these.

They have a wealth of track experience, having tackled countless rough tracks, and their careers are all in full form.

It's just the light rain of that summer, but it's not enough.

And a certain demon obviously doesn't care about this even more.

The hideous and sturdy scale armor is not necessarily weak even in the face of hot magma, let alone the extremely fast addition of the King of Hypa Eyre.

Its form resembles that of a silver-winged star that sweeps through everything.

It's just that it's on the ground.

The demons who are bound to the earth by the rules of the competition do not show their decline because of this, on the contrary, it is precisely because of the ground that there is madness and violence that can highlight their posture more.

Visible to the naked eye, the angle of the water curtain is almost sharp.

The grass was smooth to the point where it was run over by a road roller.

And the dense and deep paw prints with black traces and white mist.

It can be seen how high the body surface temperature is at this moment.

It's just hot rain or something, and it doesn't feel anything to him, and those things have vaporized the moment they come to him.

But even so, he is not the most conspicuous existence.

The darkness that seemed to be entwined by the shadows, but with a direct impact to defeat the shadows, causing the grass to tremble and sink deeply, and there were also scattered shadows towards Narita Hakuhito, who covered the surroundings and transmitted the shock wave, was even more powerful.

Although the scattered shadow could not be seen in the slightest hindrance to Ommer, it was undeniable that the galloping silver light and shadow were constantly being distanced by the figure of the cherry victory.

From half a horse, to a horse, to two horses.

From the corner, with the skill advantage of source energy and physical fitness, it is being opened up by the horse racing lady who constantly shows the brilliance of the body.

【The Arc Professor】

【Sommelier of the curve】

【Escape】

【Tail up】

【Striker's Experience】

…… A series of skill names located under the Three Goddesses Source Energy Skill Tree, which seem to be tailor-made for the competition and Ma Niang, are being triggered one after another, reflecting the extraordinary advantage of having a specialization in the art industry.

More than ...... Crossed the ...... The figure!

Since the front of the school building was crossed by the silver and black figures, it has been unforgettable for a long time.

Even if she tried her best to maintain a consistent pace in order not to bore her in front of the person concerned, how many nights did she dream of such a hideous and terrifying posture?

Not for what it looks like, but for the reality that it has been crossed by a trainer.

Careless?

Underestimated?

No, I really wanted to chase the reflection of the shock, and it was when my eyes were full of that figure that I was overtaken by the terrifying aura.

It's hard to forget, it's hard to ignore, as a three-time champion racing girl, when she was ready to retire at the end of her career, she was surpassed by such a layman.

Even the shadows around him seemed to read their own vacillation, and the unspeakable fear seeped into it.

So she asked for another comparison.

She was well aware of how ridiculous the request seemed to outsiders.

Horse racers looking for trainers may sound like a joke or a relatively new form of bullying.

But it was indeed a very obvious thorn in the heart of a monster who was not afraid of the shadows, and it rekindled her enthusiasm for training at the beginning of her career, when she was surrounded by powerful enemies.

After the shadow sealed by the bandage on the bridge of her nose, she wanted to truly overcome the new obstacle that she didn't deserve.

It doesn't matter if the contest hasn't been approved yet.

She's not in a hurry.

She wanted to get back in shape and prepare for that real battle, and she even went out of her way to contact Amazon to get the facilities in place for her rival with an amazing industry.

Sharpen her spirit, train her body, refine her skills, and break through the box, and then she has the surprise that Amazon has brought her.

He's coming.

It was still a familiar figure, the one that could degenerate the shadows around her, and seep into it like a new fear.

Slender, hideous, powerful and sharp, yet as majestic and cold as a metal sculpture.

That figure was even more demonized in countless dreams, causing her to wake up from her dreams countless times, to find herself soaking wet, and even pushed the door and turned on the light by the eldest sister, asking what was going on, why she heard a violent pedaling sound in her room.

She did not respond positively to the question.

Just shook his head and said it was okay, just had a nightmare.

But that kind of dream is actually more than once, but it doesn't necessarily wake up the eldest sister every time.

And the other party in the dream will always change to varying degrees.

More and more hideous, more and more majestic, compared to the emperor's posture that the president occasionally showed when he was in the arena, the figure in the dream was more oppressive, enough to bear the title of demon king.

It is also in such a day of special training, at this moment I stood on this extremely close to reality arena, and I was able to see the other party's Rongzi again, only to realize that the other party was like this.

Compared to the monster in the dream, the real other party is even a little average.

But the shadows were trembling, and his heart was beating wildly.

The oppression was the same as it was then, even worse than it had been, even better than the posture in the dream.

It's him!

That's right!

The figure that made his heart beat violently.

Just look at each other, and the restlessness of running will continue!

Just like at this moment, the limit called speed is being broken one after another!

A variety of skills and amazing strength are bursting out at this moment, squirting in the hot blood pumping all over the body!

It is as if he has returned to the state he was in when he received the blessing in front of the statue of the three goddesses, and it is as if he has returned to the full strength of the three crowns when he won the triple crown.

At this moment, the flame of light like a shatter also erupted from the child's hole.

With one kick, the shadows that lingered under her feet were completely crushed!

The monster of the year was coming back to life, and the Rhombic Amazon, who was staring at her from behind, could clearly feel it.

The blackness seemed to run away from everything, and he ran out of the momentum of escaping, relying on the posture of accelerating but not declining.

It was called a ghostly figure back then.

It was a furious sound that frightened runners on the same track to the point of abandoning the track.

The fierce and arrogant lone wolf returns at this moment, just as the other party was introduced and evaluated in the Arima memorial:

Only run and slay until the day of quenching thirst.

She is happy about this, just because that variety of skills and strength has never been just the patent of Narita Bairen.

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The waves of the Amazon were roaring, and from its side, from behind it, it was as if there were real rolling waves in the rainforest, firmly locking on the fluttering black hair that rushed to the front.

The so-called chasing horses never needs to lead the rhythm, on the contrary, she is waiting for the rhythm of others, and then keeping up with the rhythm of the other party.

Wait for the opportunity to surpass the other party's rhythm!

As the name suggests, she only needs to go head-to-head with the strongest.