Position: 6, Name: Asakura Lu, Late Time: 0.01S

Position: 7, Name: Not registered, Late time: 2S

Generally speaking, even a horse racer who is setting foot in a race for the first time cannot do such exaggerated data.

Because the floodgates will always be hard, and rushing will only make you regret it.

And even if you are nervous and late, you will not be late for more than a second.

It is undeniable that Ultraman does have unusual senses, and there is no lack of reaction vision that can reproduce bullet time, but this time, G&D is indeed a rush.

For the first time, he was straightforwardly transformed in front of the earthlings, and he had to participate in their race...... Xiao Lu, who has never even participated in the campus sports meeting, has become anxious from the beginning but has never thought of running away.

He can't deny that he has some kind of expectation in his heart, especially with this gesture of participating in this group activity that is not Ultraman's compatriots, but human beings on earth (Ma Niang is still a human).

This has a unique sense of liberation and excitement for G&D, which has always been fighting in front of people by hiding its identity.

In a word, it's like walking at night for so long, and I can finally wear this leather suit in front of people!!

Over there, Omer was still doubting himself when he was young, but G&D here was really young in age.

There is a sense of tension and excitement in my heart.

Even when the electronic gate was still counting down, he was ready to go.

Even before the gate opened, he couldn't help but step out of his footsteps - if it was a real gate, he would probably hit some edge, but it was only an illusion, and the illusion would only be passed through by him, and at the same time he could record the time when he could set a new record for the start of the training ground.

And the Sero who was staying at Gate 7 next to him.

More direct eagerness, more direct desire to jump, only to have that expectation, a few beats slower than everyone else.

Sero, it's late!

The absence of the prologue 2S may have caused boos in the real arena.

But there was no spectator in this game, and he wasn't really a player.

Not even a horse racing girl.

He looked at the nine figures in a daze, and the next moment he sprang out with a clear but seemingly slightly afterimage-like pace, he stepped out with the reaction that was often on the battlefield.

Rumble!

A single kick can tear the turf that is reinforced for senior race girls, and the tougher synthetic soil underneath will fly along with the turf holes.

Just as the Plasma Spark Tower had sublimated the life of the group, the red and silver streamers were chasing the black shadows in front of them with an astonishing burst.

Manchester City Café.

The black-haired horse girl who is in the second-to-last in the ten-person queue can't compare with Bourbon and Aiori, who are seniors, in the team under Omer, but if you want to compare with Suko, she will also get used to being behind.

With the looming pressure, she swayed away from the warning of her 'friends' to avoid the storm of the overwhelming light.

"Yo, I'll go first!"

A moment of interlacing, frivolous words, in the thumping sound mingled.

The strange sound came from the double layer of weakened walls made of wind resistance magic and immovable blessing around the body, and for the overly sensitive horse racing girl, it was like the unpleasant sound of the body parts when the car was racing to its limit, and it made people's hearts tense involuntarily.

And even if it is as calm as a tea house, the pale golden eyes can't help but glow with intuitive solemnity.

Immediately after that, she was overtaken by Elie Suko, who was dressed in the white lab coat used for experiments.

"Dressing like this still gets in the way of running, right?"

In the other party's frowning gaze, Ultraman Sero, who still looks relaxed, is still facing forward.

In front of him is Miyu, and in front of Miyu is a curve, which is not conducive to explosive acceleration, but the battle-hardened warrior knows how to grasp the rotation under the high-speed pace.

Thereupon......

"Whew... Belch! ”

Even in the strong wind, the petite girl who still had a stubborn blue rose top hat buttoned around her hair felt a hellish horror when she saw Sero who rushed past but did not speak.

Or the fright of being asked if you want to buy a trailer while driving.

Curves, straight lines, and then curves.

At first glance, it seems that the track that was specially selected to reduce the numerical gap did its best to balance everyone's basic training volume, but to be honest, after more than a year of retirement in the big shock, Narita Shirahito is even more in the current period of rehabilitation.

There is no such thing as a true perfect former.

Even men who are in excellent condition are pure laymen, and their understanding of racing comes from the perception of battlefield experience.

So the corners used to balance everyone's acceleration are essentially a reward for those with excellent skills.

- This is a reward link for retired seniors and those who are often on the battlefield.

Although Bourbon and Aiori, who have active experience, are considered to be advantageous in this segment, it is clear that the greater advantage is concentrated in the two triple crown winners and the Far East aces, as well as the three fighters who have no intention of letting go of the water.

So it was in the middle of the game.

The streamer of red and silver, the spiral of red, black and silver.

and the silver-black wings that had their own pattern of the King of Hypa Eire acted as a source energy skill and the light effect flashed away, making the black flame even stronger.

The stalemate of the three brought scorching heat and storm resistance to the rear, and it showed an abrupt disobedience.

Sero rushed, and G&D struggled to maintain the advantage in the front, while Omer in the middle was moving forward little by little.

Rather than distancing himself from Sero, he was steadily pushing Ged to pick up speed.

At the same time, the stretch of his four wings, which act as flamevents, also intentionally or unintentionally, blocked Sero's breakthrough.

Just like some of the horses who used the group congestion to cut off the breakthrough route in the rear in the 18 or 19 people's arena, the only player who played tricks on this field, or rather, should be called a strategy, was undoubtedly this demon.

The competition itself is a war that needs to be planned and brought with brains, but unfortunately there are many people in this arena who only care about their own pace.

One of the only two who pays attention to strategy, because it is really difficult to compete with the demons and monsters in front of him, he is only in front of the tea party, and he is even more excited by Sero's provocative words.

It is true that newcomers like Elle Suzi are destined to be left behind in this level of parallel running, and the main thing is to maintain a rational analysis of the schedule, and how much can be learned.

But he was ridiculed by Sero like this...... Omo couldn't help but sigh, feeling that there was a high probability that he would turn around and call her to review directly.

Sero's frivolous temperament, as a teammate, is a plus point that can torment the opposite, but as an enemy......

Omer glanced sideways slightly, glancing at the other party's figure that was gradually approaching from the outside.

The face that was expressionless seemed to be staring at him, in order to show the dissatisfaction that ordinary people could hardly feel, but it made him feel a little relieved to get back for the speed.

So next......

He looked at the young man in front of him, who was no longer stable and seemed to have been forced to his own rhythm, and then at the young man in front of him, who was always at a steady distance and maintained a visual distance between the two horses, and at Katsuragi Ace in front of him, and Narita Hakuren in the front.

Compared with G&D, whose obvious rhythm was crushed by himself, he cared more about how long Bai Ren could hold on at the moment.

In the big shock, who is accustomed to chasing back, but is still firmly in third place, as if to put pressure on the two seniors, Katsuragi Ace and Narita Hakuhito should be in the same predicament as G&D.

The original running rhythm continued to speed up due to the pressure from behind, so that the physical strength and footsteps began to be unsustainable, and the body felt more and more heavy and redundant in the fluttering against the wind.

At this moment, the girl with an elegant and gentle temperament was no different from the hideous-looking demon behind her.

And the two will make the same decision at the moment of entering the final game-

hasten

The scorching sun that perched above all things was showing her feet standing above the clouds, quickly closing the distance between her and Katsuragi's trump card, and approaching the hungry wolf who seemed to be venting, as if to have fun, and as if to burn himself to the ground.

Two horse bodies.

But it has been on par with the trump card.

A horse body.

Her demeanor is so relaxed.

It is clear that he has been retired for more than a year, but he seems to be on active duty, as if he is also waiting for this day and this moment.

At this moment, she chased the figure that she had been chasing for years earlier, but before she arrived, she saw her gloomy end.

It seems that I can also remember that faint bitterness.

That's a pity.

On weekdays, there is no tumult, but it will suddenly be gloomy in my heart.