The sixteen-year-old horse was no longer good for much.
If it were with the Han Family, with a skilled horse trainer it might have been possible to extend its service life, but in the hands of an ordinary child, it was no different from trash.
It wasn’t clear if the horse could sense the crowd’s sentiment, or if it itself had realized the age of the Hei Fengqi king.
What did being a king matter?
It was old after all.
The young and strong were the victors on the Battlefield!
The Battlefield belonged to them!
"Everything’s ready."
With the examiner’s shout, several people stood in front of their respective fire bridges.
In a sense, the Cavalry on either side had a bit of an advantage, affected only by one side, while the Cavalry in the center were caught between both sides, bearing the greatest impact on the horses.
Gu Jiao was on the third fire bridge, with a Geng Family expert on her left and another person riding a Hei Fengqi on her right.
The overall length of the fire bridge and the Baopo District was the same, but not necessarily in the same position, like some fire bridges started at thirty paces and ended at seventy, while others started at ten and ended at fifty.
The Baopo District was the same.
This would cause great interference to the horses.
Gu Jiao clenched the reins in her hand and gently stroked the neck of the Hei Fengqi king.
The Hei Fengqi king was very calm.
In comparison, the other horses were champing at the bit, seemingly more ready to charge into battle than it.
It really did look old, indifferent to the dangers around it.
"Will it get burned to death if it can’t make it over later?"
"It won’t be burned to death, but it might get burned."
"It looks like it’s struggling; is it so old that it can’t move at all?"
The murmurs of disapproval came from around them, and no one had high hopes for the sixteen-year-old Hei Fengqi king anymore.
The Geng Family expert said to Han Che, "It seems the victor of this round will be between you and me!"
Han Che said arrogantly, "You are wrong, there’s no chance for you!"
The Geng Family expert replied coldly, "We shall see!"
The gong sounded, and the race began.
The horses tensed their muscles and leaped forward, racing ahead!
This was the round with the highest overall quality of horses, four out of six were Hei Fengqi, and the other two were also trained powerful Warhorses.
They were swift and agile, unstoppable!
However—
Gu Jiao’s horse didn’t move.
Everyone: "..."
Was it scared?
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