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Chapter 395 NO.158 Generally speaking, those who can have this kind of positioning are other horse girls, right?

Summer rain can be arbitrarily divided into two types.

The pouring rain and the misty drizzle, the former may lower the temperature, but the latter is just a kind of spiritual comfort.

It can even be said to be a kind of torture.

The uncool drizzle falling on the grass, even the feeling of being warm and splashing on the legs with the mud, has nothing to do with comfort at all.

However, whether it is the roaring Amazon Mountain Dew, the monster who is not afraid of the shadow, or the king who once swept the West, they don't care about these.

They have rich track experience and have challenged countless bad tracks, and their careers are all in a state of completeness.

It's just the light rain in that summer, but it's not interesting.

And a certain devil obviously doesn't care about this.

The ferocious and sturdy scale armor does not necessarily show weakness even in the face of the hot magma, let alone the extreme speed of King Haipa Ailei.

Its figure is like a silver-winged evil star sweeping away everything.

However, it is on the ground.

The devil who is bound to the earth by the rules of the competition does not show his decline because of this. On the contrary, it is precisely because of the ground that he has the madness and violence that can highlight his figure.

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

The grass was flat and undulating like a steamroller.

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

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

It's just the hot rain or something that he didn't feel at all, and those things had vaporized the moment they touched him.

But even so, he is not the most eye-catching existence.

Narita Shirahito, who seems to be entangled by shadows, but crushes the shadows with a direct impact, causing the grass to tremble and sink deep, and the collapsed shadows to cover the surroundings and transmit shock waves, is even more powerful.

Although the broken shadow couldn't show any hindrance on Omer, it was undeniable that the galloping silver light and shadow were constantly being separated by the figure in the cherry-colored final suit.

From half a horse, to one horse, and then to two horses.

From the corner, relying on the technical advantages of energy and physical fitness, the intuitive advantage is being opened up by the horse girl who is constantly showing off her brilliance.

【Professor of the Arc】

【Curved Sommelier】

【Escape】

【Tails up】

【Forward's experience】

...a series of skill names located under the three goddesses' origin skill tree, those skill names that seem to be tailor-made for competitions and horse girls, are being triggered one after another, reflecting the extraordinary advantage of specialization in the art industry.

Passed...passed...that figure!
After being crossed by the silver and black figure in front of the teaching building, it has been unforgettable for a long time.

Even though she tried her best to maintain a consistent pace in front of the person in order not to bore him and actively avoided him, how many nights did she dream of such a hideous figure?
Not for his appearance, but for his own reality that was surpassed by a trainer.

Careless?
Underestimated?
No, I really wanted to chase after that shocking reflection, and when my eyes were full of that figure, I was caught by that terrifying aura instead.

It's really hard to forget, hard to ignore, the appearance of being surpassed by such a layman at the end of her career when she has achieved fame as a Triple Crown racing horse and was about to retire.

Even the shadows surrounding him seemed to read his shaking, and infiltrated the unspeakable timidity from it.

So she asked for another comparison.

She is well aware of how absurd this request looks to outsiders.

It sounds like a joke, or a relatively new form of bullying, when a racehorse girl finds a trainer to run a race.

But that was indeed an obvious thorn, piercing the heart of the monster who is not afraid of the shadows, and it made her rekindle the enthusiasm for training when she was surrounded by powerful enemies at the beginning of her career.

After the shadow sealed by the bandage on the bridge of her nose, she wanted to really overcome that undeserved new obstacle.

It doesn't matter if the contest isn't approved yet.

She is not in a hurry either.

She wants to regain her form and prepare for the real battle. For this reason, she even contacted Amazon specifically to let this opponent with an amazing industry prepare those facilities for herself.

She sharpened her spirit, trained her body, and refined her skills until she broke through the inherent framework, and then she was greeted with the surprise Amazon brought her.

he came.

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

Slender, ferocious, extremely powerful and sharp, yet majestic and cold like a metal sculpture.

That figure was even more demonized in countless dreams, causing her to wake up from the dream countless times, and found that she was drenched, and the elder sister pushed the door and turned on the light, asking what happened, why did she hear her in the room? There was a loud stomping sound.

She didn't respond directly to the question.

Just shook his head and said nothing, 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.

It became more ferocious and majestic. Compared with the emperor's posture that the president occasionally showed in the arena, the figure in the dream was more oppressive, enough to deserve the title of Demon King.

It was also during such a day of special training that I was standing on the field that was very close to reality, and was able to see the face of the opponent again, and I was shocked to realize that the opponent turned out to be like this.

Compared with the monster in the dream, the real counterpart is even somewhat ordinary.

But the shadow was trembling, and his own heart was beating wildly.

The oppression was the same as that day, even worse than before, even better than the posture in the dream.

It's him!

That's right!

The figure that made his heart beat violently.

As long as you look at each other, the restlessness of running will continue!

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

Various skills and astonishing bottom strength burst out at this moment, gushing out in the blood pumping all over the body!
It seems to be back to the state when I received the blessing from the statue of the three goddesses, and it seems to be full of strength when I won the three crowns.

At this moment, shattered flames erupted from the pupils.

With one kick, the lingering shadows under her feet were completely crushed!
The monster back then was recovering, and Ling Amazon, who was staring at her from behind, could clearly feel this.

That touch of black seemed to be running away from everything, abruptly running out of the momentum of the fleeing horse, only relying on the figure that kept accelerating but did not show signs of weakness.

It was the figure that was called a ghost back then.

It was a violent momentum that could make runners on the same track fear to give up the track.

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

There is only running and beheading until the day when the thirst is quenched.

She was delighted by this, because the variety of skills and strength was never just the monopoly of Narita Shirahito.

[Single out!Heated! 】/Taiman!dead

The Amazon's surf is roaring, from its side, from its back, it seems that there are really rolling waves in the rainforest, and it is firmly locked on the flying black hair rushing 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 keeps up with the rhythm of the other party.

Then wait for the opportunity to surpass the opponent's rhythm!
Just like its skill name, she only needs to fight with the strongest one.

　Surprised, several groups are posting a new image of Qian's movie version, is this the result of the linkage with Azur Lane?Amazing growth potential.

　　And... the author thought about using the heavy artillery to bring Bai Ren back to his state, and then looked again...

　　emmm... Maya in junior high school should be put in the back
　　
　
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