However, she knew exactly what Mr. Qi asked his brother to do. To put it bluntly, they were fighting overtly and disrupting the situation secretly. Mr. Qi was unwilling to watch Chu Tao, who was in his weak years, step by step as he climbed up to the top of the South Bank Wulin League.

He must create some rivals for his escort business, put some pressure on the other sects on the South Bank, and then wait for him to fall from his high seat as if he were laughing.

Chu Tao, however, behaved as if she knew nothing about it and was close to her brother. However, her brother's resentment every time he sat alone in the post house was quite intriguing - she had to take action.

"Jockey meeting?" Chu Tao was surprised, "This is inappropriate. It's said to be a horse race, but in fact it's a fight, and it's all about life and death."

"Brother said the same thing. However, everyone said that the best place to meet the masters of various factions on the South Bank is this Jockey Club. To compete in skills and broaden your horizons, it is naturally better to be there. Not to mention Chu Zhang.

The leader of the South Bank Alliance can still be compared with the rangers?"

"Young lady, are you trying to drag me into trouble?" Chu Tao's eyes flashed, and he had already seen through her intention, "However, the Zhuyu Sword Sect would send people into trouble every year. If the girl has enough courage, there is no need to be too safe.

Worry. If your brother agrees, maybe you can give it a try." He was always like this, taking the move without any ambiguity, as if he was sure of winning.

"Black whirlwind? I want this one." The horse in front of me is black and shiny, with strong muscles and bones, and it is restless and active when it hears the voice of people.

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

"Why, are you afraid that if I choose a good horse, I will put the South Bank swordsmen to shame in the field?"

"What are you talking about?" Chu Tao just smiled softly, turned away, and stopped in front of an old horse that was alone. He heard the mournful neighing. The horse farm owner lamented that back then, he had experienced hundreds of battles outside the Great Wall, and he was a good horse. Now he is a good horse.

It was abandoned and living among the people, getting old and depressed day by day. I thought it was pitiful, so I bought it. I raised my hand and gently stroked its mane. It seemed to have become spiritual, its gray eyes were shining with tears of melancholy, and it had long lost its majesty and arrogance.

"Leave it to me for a month and I want it to be the first horse."

"How is that possible?" she blurted out.

The racecourse owner was not surprised, and only asked: "But I don't know who the leader of Chu should send? Do you want to thank the hero?"

Chu Tao smiled easily, and the soft light in his eyes fell on Leng Fengyi, which was meaningful, as if to heal her surprise: "It's not revenge, why did you send him?"

However, the news that Chu Tao intended to go to war in person spread throughout the world overnight, shocking everyone. Needless to say, she was the one who contributed to the flames - the leader of the South Bank League. How could the words spoken out of her mouth be easily overturned? But this sentence was almost

The Zhuyu Sword Sect was so upset:

He participated in the horse racing meeting for the first time when he was twelve years old. Although he was defeated in the fight, his light and graceful figure made the heroes feel formidable. But when he returned home, he was imprisoned for ten days by Chu Yuan, and his house was ransacked ten thousand times.

Training - "Does practicing martial arts make you stand out?" After that, although Chu Tao watched from the sidelines every year, he would never try his skills again. Even if he became the leader, he would just sit in the stands, smile, and remain calm, secretly working for the sake of chasing.

The Feather Sword Sect is just looking for outstanding martial arts masters. What happened this year?

So the entire Zhuyu Sword Sect was in a fuss: Their leader actually changed his mind just because of a yellow-haired girl from the North Bank! I heard that Wang Hong stood at the door of his study all night asking him to take back this crazy decision. But the news was all over the sky,

The arrow is already on the string.

She frowned slightly and looked around cautiously. But she was happy. Six strong masters surrounded Chu Tao in a corner of the arena from all directions. There were unfamiliar faces from the north bank and rangers from the south bank. There was no one in the dark.

How many eyes were watching with eager eyes. In a round of sword fighting, more than fifty masters only competed for the seven winning cards. The one who won first entered the obstacle and sprinted, and the first to seize the flag was the winner. She thought that as long as the initial struggle to suppress his edge was

, is enough to disgrace him, the leader of the South Bank Alliance.

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

A melee in the flying dust. In the interplay of swords and lights in the racecourse, it was impossible to even see the opponent clearly. Surrounded and entangled, Chu Tao's figure was submerged behind the wild sand stirred up by the horses' hooves. Watching with cold eyes, the strong bodies of the heroes

The flying horses flew one after another, and one after another they fell into the hands of others, and were immediately swallowed up by the more intense fighting. From time to time, someone was knocked down and fell to the ground. As time went by, one flying horse got rid of the competition and galloped away.

Entering the track. She seized the opportunity and jumped, holding the last sign firmly in her hands. The knights around her swarmed up. She was suddenly surrounded by swords and guns from all sides. She was dodging from left to right in a confrontation.

, there are so many swords and swords, it’s overwhelming.

The black horse under her crotch seemed to have lost control. It jumped up and down, and her body was thrown heavily. The sword light also fell and approached her eyes. However, she heard a crisp sound and bright sparks burst out in front of her eyes. She didn't

When she landed, a force firmly supported her back, pulling her back from the desperate situation. Looking back, she was looking into Chu Tao's calm eyes. Her bun was upside down, and her knee-length hair was flying in the wind.

. She leaned in his arms and smiled deeply. She didn't know how Chu Tao escaped the pursuit of the masters, but the signature on his 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 sharp weapons at him. He showed his sign high and looked around solemnly, and the sharp edges around him retreated by more than half. During the stalemate, unexpectedly,

No one took action. "Give in." With a fist, Pegasus jumped out of the siege. She blew the whistle unwillingly, and the North Shore knights who had been scattered gathered around again. However, with only a feint of the sword, the master

They didn't even have a chance to get close, so they just watched him fly away.

After all, it was too late, so she still raised her lips, not believing that he, the last one to start, would have a chance to make a comeback.

However, the horse's stability has been integrated with him. It is as if a purple storm is blowing, and no matter the shoal or even the obstacles of boulders and fences, it cannot slow down even half a minute. The flying purple continues to surpass the opponent like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The horse's fighting spirit was everywhere, as if it had returned to the days when he was young and fighting on the battlefield. It had enough experience to overcome all obstacles. Leng Fengyi suddenly realized that Chu Tao had already known what kind of situation he would face, so he chose such a move.

It was a stable war horse. But she was still surprised, how could this horse change its appearance in such a short time?

At the last moment of the sprint, Chu Tao had advanced to second place. But he was still at least three lengths away, and the old horse's physical strength had already reached its limit and was gradually slowing down. The rider who was galloping in the lead was only five feet away from the flying red flag.

A few steps away. Everyone sighed.

Suddenly, an exclamation was heard from the front seat. It was Leng Yinghua's unbelievable shout. Everyone stretched their necks immediately. They were surprised to see him loosen the reins, hold up his hands, and leap out of the horseback with his toes.

Everyone stood up for it, holding their breath and concentrating.

The moment the rider stretched his arm towards the flagpole, another strong hand grasped the pole before him.

A beautiful spin flew through the air, like a gliding goose or like a dragonfly touching the water, snatching the flag from the rider's hand, landing it firmly on the horse's back, and galloping towards the finish line.

Chu Tao on horseback, waving the banner, galloped all the way, winning applause from the audience.

The old horse was proud and in tears, neighing incessantly. It seemed as if he had returned to the time of the decisive battle in the desert. It is still the strongest and will always be.
Chapter completed!