Summer rain can be arbitrarily divided into two types.
Between the pouring rain and the misty drizzle, the former may lower the temperature, but the latter is just a kind of comfort to the soul.
It can even be said to be a kind of torture.
The drizzle that was not cool fell on the grass, and even the feeling of warmth and mud splashing on my legs had nothing to do with comfort.
However, neither the roaring Amazon Mountain Dew, the monsters who are not afraid of shadows, nor the king who was once popular in the West care about these.
They have rich track experience and have challenged countless harsh tracks, and their careers are all in a complete state.
It was just the light rain in that summer, but it was still not that interesting.
And a certain demon obviously didn't care about this.
Those ferocious and strong scales would not show any weakness even when faced with the hot lava, let alone with the speed of King Hypa Airei.
His figure is like a silver-winged evil star that sweeps away everything.
But, it's on the ground.
The demon who was bound to the earth by the rules of the competition did not show his decline because of this. On the contrary, precisely because he was on the ground, he had the madness and violence that highlighted his figure.
Visible to the naked eye, the water curtain has an almost sharp angle.
The grass was flat and had no undulations, as if it had been run over by a steamroller.
And the dense and deep claw marks with black marks and white mist.
It can be seen how high the body surface temperature of this pussy is at this moment.
He felt nothing but the hot rain and the like. Those things had evaporated the moment they touched him.
But even so, he is not the most eye-catching existence.
Narita Bairen, who seemed to be entangled by shadow, but defeated the shadow with a direct impact, causing the grass to tremble and sink deeply, and the disintegrating shadow covering the surroundings and transmitting shock waves, was even more powerful.
Although the collapsing shadow showed no hindrance to Omo, it was undeniable that the speeding silver light and shadow was being continuously pulled away by the figure in the cherry-colored victory suit.
From half horse, to one horse, to two horses.
The technical advantage shown by her energy and physical fitness since the corner is being given an intuitive advantage by the horse racing girl who keeps showing off her brilliance.
【Professor of Arc】
【Curve Sommelier】
【Escape】
[Put your tail up]
[Feelings of a forward]
...A series of skill names located under the three goddess energy skill trees, which are seemingly tailor-made for competitions and horse ladies, are being triggered one after another, reflecting the extraordinary advantages of specializing in the arts.
Passed... passed... that figure!
Ever since the silver and black silhouette crossed the teaching building, it has been unforgettable for a long time.
Even though she tried her best to keep a consistent pace in front of the client so as not to bore him and avoid him, how many nights had she dreamed of such a hideous and terrifying figure?
Not because of his appearance, but because of the reality that he was surpassed by a previous trainer.
Careless?
Did you underestimate it?
No, I really wanted to chase that shocking reflection, but just when my eyes were full of that figure, I was overtaken by that frightening aura.
It’s hard to forget, it’s hard to ignore. She had achieved fame as a Triple Crown racehorse, and when she was ready to retire at the end of her career, she was surpassed by such an outsider.
Even the shadows surrounding him seemed to read his own wavering, and there was an unspeakable fear seeping into it.
So she asked for another comparison.
She knew very well how absurd this request seemed to outsiders.
When a horse race girl asks a trainer to race, it sounds like a joke or a relatively new way of bullying.
But it was indeed an obvious thorn in the heart of the monster who was not afraid of shadows, rekindling her 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 truly overcome the new and undeserved obstacle.
It doesn’t matter if the competition is not approved yet.
She wasn't in a hurry either.
She wanted to regain her condition and prepare for the real war. To this end, she even specifically contacted Amazon to ask this opponent with an amazing industry to prepare those facilities for herself.
She sharpened her mind, trained her body, and refined her skills until she broke through the inherent framework, and then she received the surprise that Amazon brought her.
he came.
It was still a familiar figure, a figure that could change the shadow surrounding her side, and seep into it like a new fear.
Slender, ferocious, extremely powerful and sharp, yet as majestic and cold as a metal sculpture.
That figure was even more demonized in countless dreams. She woke up from her dreams countless times and found herself soaked. The eldest sister even pushed the door open and turned on the light, asking what happened and why she heard the sound in her room. There was a violent stamping sound inside.
She did not respond directly to the question.
He just shook his head and said it was okay, it was just a nightmare.
But that kind of dream actually happens more than once, but it doesn't necessarily wake up the eldest sister every time.
And the other person 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 when he was on the field, the figure in the dream was more oppressive and worthy of the title of Demon King.
It was precisely after spending day after day of special training in such days that I was standing on this playing field that was extremely close to reality, and I was able to see the opponent's talent 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 opponent is even a little ordinary.
But the shadow was trembling, and his own heart was beating wildly.
The oppression was the same as before, 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 the other person, the restlessness of running will continue!
Just at this moment, the limit called speed is being broken through one after another!
Various skills and amazing strength burst out at this moment, gushing out in the hot blood pumping throughout the body!
It seems that he has returned to the state when he received blessings from the statues of the three goddesses, as if he has returned to the full strength when he won the three crowns.
At this moment, a shattering flame burst out from the child's hole.
One kick completely crushed the lingering shadows under her feet!
The monster from back then was resurrecting, and the Azuma Amazon staring at her from behind could clearly feel this.
That black streak seemed to be running away from everything, running out of the momentum of a fleeing horse, relying solely on its figure that kept accelerating but did not show signs of decline.
It was a figure that was said to be ghostly in those days.
It was a violent momentum that could scare runners on the same course to the point of abandoning the course.
The fierce and arrogant lone wolf returns at this moment, just as the other party was introduced and evaluated in the Arima Memorial:
Just run and kill until your thirst is quenched.
She was happy about this, because the diverse skills and strength were never just the patent of Narita Shiruhito.
【Single challenge! White heat! 】/夜イマン!デッドヒーBU
The Amazon waves were roaring, coming from his side and behind him, as if there were really rolling waves in the rain forest sweeping over him, locking firmly on the flying black hair that rushed to the front.
The so-called horse chasing never needs to lead the rhythm. On the contrary, she waits for other people's rhythm and then keeps up with the other person's rhythm.
Wait for an opportunity to surpass the opponent's rhythm!
Just like the name of her skill, she only needs to challenge the strongest one.
