nycdaug Chapter 203 Fighting
Chapter 203 Fighting
it is good…
Infinite Craftsman breathed out a breath and let the wind blow across her cheeks. The extremely high speed brought strong wind resistance, blocking her steps.
"The third corner is about to come, and the leader now is still No. 1 Xiaoming is coming!"
"It's like her number is number one."
"Will this be her new OP victory?"
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Dawn is approaching. Unlike other horse racing ladies who are leading the race, she never looks back at the position of the horse racing ladies behind her, as if she is sure that no one can surpass her.
Infinite Craftsmanship pressed close behind Xiao Ming. Seeing the other person's arrogance without looking back, she felt that she had been slighted.
You think I can’t surpass you, right?
She gritted her teeth and looked at the curve not far from her, where she wanted to seize the opportunity and overtake it in one fell swoop.
"Okay! Dawn is approaching and it has been occupying the position in the inner circle. I wonder what Infinite Craftsmanship will do next?"
Entering the corner, Infinite Craftsman stared intently at the back in front of him, his golden pupils desperately searching for that glimmer of opportunity.
As long as she finds an opportunity...an opportunity that catches her off guard...
A golden light flashed from her eyes, and her footsteps instantly accelerated to the left.
A golden figure seems to be dragging its peripheral vision with a confident smile, crossing the figure approaching dawn.
Her feet landed hard on the ground, leaving some marks on the soil.
exceeded!
"Infinite Craftsmanship has once again overtaken Xiaoming is Coming! She has effectively regained the number one position!"
"What are you going to do when dawn is approaching?"
The two commentators spoke very fast, but they could be heard very clearly.
It's more than that! I'm not someone to be trifled with! This is the price for underestimating me!
The corners of Infinite Craftsman's mouth kept rising, and she glanced at the approaching dawn behind her from the corner of her eye.
Then all we need to do is speed up...
"call."
A huge sense of oppression came, and Infinite Craftsman's eyes froze as he looked behind him.
Dawn was approaching and he was already standing right behind her. A pair of red eyes looked at her like the pupils of a beast that had been magnified countless times.
A feeling of suffocation overwhelmed the newly ignited confidence in infinite craftsmanship, and a kind of fear appeared in her heart.
"...100."
The figure was squeezed out of the corner of his mouth as dawn approached, and he lowered his head, raising his head like a hungry wolf and biting down the first position that Infinite Craftsman had just obtained.
She casually threw away the infinite craftsmanship that snatched her position behind her, as if it were prey that even wild beasts did not bother to catch.
The dust kicked up by her toes made a dent in the lawn, and her figure suddenly tore through the wind in front of her that was blocking her progress.
The great frustration was like a sharp thorn stimulating the heart of Infinite Craftsman. Her irritability gradually overcame her fear, and she seemed to turn into a tiger and step forward again.
...I won't lose so miserably...ah!
Infinite Craftsman gritted his teeth again, and the strength on his feet increased several times. The muddy soles seemed to be blending with the green lawn, but the next moment the two separated instantly and became the driving force of Infinite Craftsman's running.
"Don't... look down on me!!"
Her figure was level with dawn again. She gritted her teeth and ignored the sweat stains on her cheeks, and swung her arms desperately to mix the sweat with the wind.
"Dawn is approaching and we are overtaking again! Infinite Craftsmanship... Infinite Craftsmanship is also catching up!"
"There are still 50 meters to go before the fourth corner! Will the final champion be chosen from these two?"
Liu Sir looked at Infinite Craftsman and Dawn, who were ahead of the horses, blinked, and then looked at a figure behind them.
Run...run...
Take a step forward! my leg!
Infinite Craftsmanship was already sweating profusely. She made too many unnecessary speed changes in this game, which seriously drained her energy.
She tried her best to exert her body's strength, her breathing became more and more rapid, and the squeezing of her lungs became more and more intense, but she did not dare to slow down.
Why? Because as soon as she slowed down, she proved that the guy in front of her was right to despise her, and that she didn't have the strength to fight with him.
She raised her head and her eyelids were blown by the strong wind. She looked at the approaching dawn beside her.
Dawn was approaching and she felt the exhaustion of her infinite craftsmanship, but she didn't think much about it and kept counting in her mind:
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Run...get up!
There was a feeling of numbness in her legs, and the speed of the infinite craftsmanship finally slowed down. A kind of powerlessness occupied her heart, and there were tears in her golden eyes.
The arrogant guy in front has never looked at me until now...
Let's run... let's run!
Get your legs up and run...
"call…"
A mouthful of white mist floated into the sky, and the trainer of Infinite Craftsmanship watched as the clenched hands of Infinite Craftsmanship in the middle slowly loosened, revealing a hint of weakness.
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As dawn approaches, there is finally a look on my face, which seems to be a kind of happiness and excitement from the bottom of my heart.
It seems that no one can compete with her for the first place.
"Entering the fourth corner! After that comes the final sprint stage!"
As dawn approaches and the foot steps into the corner, the voice of the commentator sounds in the auditorium, and people gradually become excited. The final sprint that determines the outcome is about to come.
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"The leader is still No. 1 Xiaoming is coming! The second is No. 13 Mingkou Tianhua, and the third is No. 10 Infinite Craftsmanship."
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"Wait! It's a pastoral song!"
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"Pastoral Pastoral has caught up! Pastoral Pastoral has surpassed No. 6 Miyu! Pastoral Pastoral has surpassed Bai Randang! Pastoral Pastoral has surpassed Infinite Craftsmanship..."
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The sprint stage has arrived. Looking at the finish line not far away in front of me, I stopped counting in my heart as dawn was approaching.
It seems that this competition...
I took it.
The huge sound of breaking wind passed through the ears of Xiaoming, and her expression was stunned.
A short strand of purple hair swept across her side, and her red eyes were filled with excitement once again as she regained consciousness.
"Pastoral is catching up! She has surpassed Dawn is Coming!"
"What an unexpected result!"
Idyll ran ahead of all the racing girls with a smile, and the tension before the race disappeared completely.
There is a slight drop of sweat on her forehead, which shows her excellent endurance. Although the continuous overtaking just now consumed a lot of her energy, she still has some energy left compared to other racing girls.
"Dawn is approaching and speeding up again! What a terrifying endurance!"
The soles of his feet were raging across the ground.
The approaching dawn figure approached Pastoral. Her physical strength was depleted a lot, but she could still burst out with an astonishing speed.
Her arms were like claws constantly stroking the wind in front of her to reduce resistance, and her figure was getting closer and closer to the pastoral scene.
"The last 400 meters!"
Feeling the approaching footsteps behind me, Idyll smiled and accelerated in an instant, once again throwing off the approach of dawn.
Dawn was approaching and she pursed her lips. As the figure in front of her shrank, she knew that she was no longer able to take the first place.
I took it down.
This sentence is the inner monologue of the pastoral song.
"The last 300 meters!"
The footsteps behind her were some distance away, and the sound approaching her had dissipated. She kept sprinting towards the finish line.
The position of champion has been determined in her heart that it must be...