The two women looked at each other with hostility, obviously not taking these words seriously.

After putting on the saddles and harness, the two BMWs were finally led to the arena.

One black and one white, the contrast is very sharp.

The friends of Murong Xue and Murong Yue were also divided into two camps, opposing each other.

"Xue'er! Come on! I believe you can win!" Liu Yannan cheered beside her.

"Zhui Feng is an ever-victorious general. No matter what kind of horse he is, he is worthless in front of him!" Chu Jie was also very confident.

"That's right! As long as you play stably, you can definitely win this game easily!" Several other people agreed.

Although Lu Chen didn't say anything, he could tell that judging from the sophistication of the horses, Zhui Feng was indeed better than Black Dragon.

Of course, the skill of the rider must also be considered. Murong Xue is rich in experience. As long as she doesn’t make mistakes, she has a high probability of winning.

"Sister Qingyao, which one of these two horses do you think is faster?"

In the other camp, Feng Miaozhu asked enthusiastically.

"I don't know much about horses, so I can't tell." Li Qingyao shook her head slightly.

I came to the racecourse today, on the one hand, for fun; on the other hand, I came to the racecourse to discuss business with Murong Gaochao.

Horse racing and such are just for fun.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Just take a guess." Feng Miaozhu said with a smile.

"Then I guess the dark horse wins." Li Qingyao said casually.

"Okay, I guess the white horse wins!" Feng Miaozhu immediately felt the desire to win.

Both horses are good horses, but she prefers the white Chai Feng.

Because it is more beautiful.

At this moment, Murong Xue and Murong Yue each rode their horses and stood at the starting point, ready to start at any time.

"Yue'er, the black dragon has a fierce temperament, so be careful when you ride it."

Murong Gaochao stepped forward and smoothed the black dragon's mane.

"clear!"

Murong Yue responded.

"Same goes for Cher, pay attention to safety and remember, friendship comes first, competition comes second."

Murong Gaochao turned to look at Murong Xue, and patted Zhuifeng's horse's head.

Such a simple action made Lu Chen frown slightly.

"Thank you for your concern, brother Gao Chao."

Murong Xue nodded slightly.

"Okay, without further ado, are you two ready?"

Murong Gaochao stepped back a certain distance. After seeing the two men nodding, he suddenly raised his volume and shouted: "Start!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Murong Xue and Murong Yue pinched the horse's belly at the same time.

Two BMWs, one black and one white, ejected instantly, almost in no particular order.

This race is a thousand-meter race, and the speed is at full speed at the beginning. The two BMWs run as fast as the wind, competing with each other, and no one is far behind.

The two people on the horse were also concentrating and did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

As the horses ran, the bodies of the two people rose and fell rhythmically, showing their skillful skills.

"Come on! Come on Xue'er!"

Liu Yannan and her group shouted wildly and were very emotional.

"Come on Yue'er! Yue'er will win!"

The young men and women in the other camp were also enthusiastic and cheering constantly.

Under the wave of shouts, the two BMWs ran even harder.

"Haha... I'm ahead, I'm ahead, Chai Feng is ahead!"

After running about half of the distance, Zhui Feng had gradually taken the lead, leaving Hei Long one step behind.

This scene made Liu Yannan and her group extremely excited.

As long as you keep up the good work, winning this game won't be a problem at all.

"I can't chase the wind anymore, I'm probably going to lose."

Lu Chen suddenly said something.

With his eyesight, he could clearly see that Zhui Feng's eyes were bloodshot.

"Hey! What are you talking about? Chasing the wind is obviously a big advantage, how could you lose?" Liu Yannan said angrily.

"Hmph! If you don't understand, don't speak, so as not to embarrass yourself here!" Chu Jie said with contempt on his face.

"That's right! It's okay if you don't cheer for Xue'er, but you are still making sarcastic remarks here, who are you!" Everyone became dissatisfied.

Just as he was talking, a sudden change occurred in the field.

When he was still a hundred meters away from the finish line, Zhui Feng suddenly let out a painful scream, then his hoofs gave way and he collapsed directly to the ground.
Chapter completed!