However, what Qi Ye asked her brother to do, she knew it well. To put it bluntly, it is to compete openly and stir up the situation secretly. Qi Ye was unwilling to watch Chu Tao, who was in the year of the weak crown, climb to the position of the head of the martial arts alliance on the south bank step by step, so he had to create some opponents for his dart business, put some pressure on the other sects on the south bank, and then waited for him to fall from the high seat like a joke.

Chu Tao acted as if he didn't know anything, and he was close to his brother. But the brother's resentment when he sat alone in the inn was intriguing—she had to act.

"Jockey Club?" Chu Tao was shocked, "This is not appropriate." It is said that it is a horse race, but in fact, it is immediately fighting, and it is all about life and death. ”

My brother said the same. However, everyone said that if you want to meet the masters of the various factions on the south bank for a while, the best place is this Jockey Club. Learning skills and opening your eyes is naturally better in the field. What's more, with the head of Chu, the leader of the South Shore Alliance, can he still be compared to the rangers?"

"Girl, are you going to drag me into the water?" Chu Tao's eyes flashed, and he had already seen through her intentions, "However, the Feather Chasing Sword Sect originally sent people down every year, if the girl is brave enough, she doesn't have to worry too much about safety." If Brother Ling agrees, he may be able to give it a try. He was always like this, taking the move without any ambiguity, as if he had a certain certainty of victory.

"Black Whirlwind? The horse in front of him was black and bright, with strong muscles and bones, and he was restless and active when he heard the human voice.

"The girl has good eyesight, but it's ......," Chu Tao approached, "This horse is not tame." Be careful. ”

"What, I'm afraid that I have chosen a good horse and embarrassed the swordsmen of the South Shore in the field?"

"What's that?" Chu Tao only smiled softly, turned away, and stopped in front of an old horse who was alone. He heard a mournful hiss. The owner of the horse farm sighed that he was a good horse after a hundred battles. Now he is abandoned and lives in the people, and he is getting old and depressed. I saw that it was pitiful, so I bought it. Raise your hand and brush its mane. As if spiritual, his gray eyes flashed with melancholy tears, and he had no arrogance for a long time.

"Give it to me, for a month, and I want it to be the leader. ”

"How is that possible!" she blurted out.

The owner of the horse farm was not surprised, and only asked: "But I don't know who the head of Chu should be assigned?"

Chu Tao smiled easily, and the soft light in his eyes was projected on Leng Fengyi, which was meaningful, as if to soothe her surprise: "It's not seeking revenge, what are you sending him to do?"

However, the news of Chu Tao's intention to fight in person spread all over the rivers and lakes overnight, shocking everyone. Needless to say, since she was the leader of the South Shore Alliance, how could she easily overturn what she said? But this sentence almost tossed the Feather Sword Sect to the ground:

He took part in the Jockey Club for the first time at the age of twelve, and although he was defeated in a fight, his light figure made the heroes feel fearful. But when he returned home, he was confined by Chu Yuan for ten days, and copied the family motto 10,000 times - "Practicing martial arts, is it to make you show off?" Since then, although Chu Tao has watched from the sidelines every year, he will never try his skills again. Even if he became the leader, he only sat in the stands, smiled, and remained silent, secretly looking for excellent martial artists for the Feather Sword Sect. What's going on this year?

As a result, the entire Feather Chasing Sword Sect was making a fuss: their head had actually changed his mind for the yellow-haired girl from the north shore for a word! I heard that Wang Hong had stood at the door of his study all night and asked him to retract this crazy decision. But the news is all over the world, and it is already on the bow.

Slightly frowning, cautious looking around. But she was overjoyed. Six strong masters surrounded Chu Tao to death in a corner of the arena from all directions, including unfamiliar faces on the north shore and rangers on the south bank. I don't know how many fierce eyes there are in the shadows. In a game of sword fighting, more than 50 masters only compete for seven decisive cards, and the first winner is the first to enter the obstacle sprint, and the first to win the flag wins. She thought that as long as the initial desperate entanglement suppressed his edge, it would be enough to disgrace him, the leader of the South Shore Alliance.

However, the slight uneasiness on the other side was fleeting. "Girl, although this horse is good at impacting, it is too fierce, be careful. Chu Tao tightened the reins and solemnly left her a word of advice.

A scuffle in the dust. In the interweaving of swords and lights in the racecourse, it is impossible to even see the opponent clearly. Encircled and entangled, Chu Tao's figure has been submerged behind the wild sand stirred up by the horse's hooves. Watching from the sidelines, the vigorous posture of the heroes flew, and one by one the signed cards fell into the hands of others, and then they were swallowed up by the more fierce scramble, and from time to time someone was knocked down and fell out of the game. As time passed, one by one the pegasus broke free of the competition and galloped onto the track. She seized the opportunity to leap and hold the last sign firmly in her hand, and the knights around her flocked to her. Suddenly surrounded by knives and guns on all sides. In the confrontation of dodging left and right, there are many swords and overwhelmed.

The black horse under her crotch seemed to lose control, and her hooves jumped around, and her body was thrown out heavily. The sword light also fell, and it was approaching in front of him. But there was a crisp sound, and bright sparks burst out in front of him. She didn't hit the ground, and a force held her back steadily, pulling her back from her desperate situation. Looking back, he was looking at Chu Tao's calm eyes. The bun is upside down, and the knee-length hair is flying in the wind. She leaned into his arms and smiled bitterly. She didn't know how Chu Tao broke away from the encirclement and interception of the masters, but the sign on her waist had fallen into Chu Tao's hands.

With a gentle push, she jumped onto the horse with his strength. The masters had pointed their weapons at him. He flashed his sign, looked around solemnly, and the sharp edges around him actually retreated by more than half. In the midst of the standoff, no one made a move. "Concession. With a fist, Pegasus jumped out of the encirclement. She reluctantly blew the whistle, and was surrounded again by the scattered North Shore knights. However, with only a sword flickering, the masters didn't even have a chance to get close, so they watched him disappear.

After all, it was late, and she still raised the corners of her mouth, never believing that he was the last to set off and had a chance to turn the tables.

However, the horse's steadiness has become one with him. It was as if a purple storm was blowing, and neither the shallows nor even the boulders or fence obstacles could slow it down by half a minute. The flying purple clouds overtook their opponents one after another. The horse's fighting spirit is everywhere, and it seems that he has returned to the years when he was young and fought on the battlefield. It has enough experience to overcome all obstacles. Leng Fengyi suddenly knew what kind of situation he would face, so he chose such a steady war horse. But she was still surprised, how did she change the horse in such a short period of time?

At the last moment of the sprint, Chu Tao had already advanced to second. But there are still at least three horse bodies left, and the old horse's physical strength has already reached its limit, gradually slowing down. The rider at the top was only five paces away from the red flag. Everyone sighed.

Suddenly, I heard an exclamation from the first seat, and it was Leng Yinghua's unbelievable shout. Then they all stretched their necks: they were amazed to see him loosen the reins, and with his hands propped up, he leaped out on his toes.

Everyone stood and held their breath.

The moment the rider's arm reached the flagpole, another strong hand grabbed the pole before him.

A beautiful maneuver, swept through the air, like a gliding goose, or like a dragonfly dotting water, snatched the flag from the rider's hand, landed firmly on the horse's back, and galloped towards the finish line.

Chu Tao on horseback, waving a pennant, galloped all the way and won the applause of the audience.

The old horse was proud and tearful, and he neighed incessantly. It's like returning to the time when the desert was decided. It's still the strongest, and always will be.

She stroked her long flying hair, facing the wind, smiling like a flower, but for some reason, tears flowed freely.