Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

We still don't know what the Great Patriotic President went through that night.

Time flies by.

In a blink of an eye, it was September 25th.

The 'SBR Contest' is about to begin!

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......

Three hours before the start of the game.

Camp horse farm.

"GO, Jonny, let's see how powerful you are!" Jello couldn't stop cheering Jonny.

Jon said immediately, "Don't be nervous, pay attention to your breathing rhythm."

in the field.

Jonny took a deep breath and glanced around.

Soon, he locked on a reed-haired horse in the corner.

"breathe."

Jonny muttered to himself, his chest heaving one after another, and a faint electric arc suddenly appeared on his body.

He pushed the wheelchair and slowly approached the target.

Ten meters, seven meters, five meters...

Nearly.

Getting closer!

Suddenly, Johnny's eyes flashed.

'Shuh! '

It's too late, it's too soon.

The noose in his hand protruded like a viper, and it was right on the neck of the reed horse.

Jonny shouted, "Look at the move, the ripples rush away!"

For this moment, he had already smeared vegetable oil on the rope to enhance the ripple conductivity.

'Sigh! '

The frightened Lumao shook his head suddenly.

Its strength is so great that it directly takes the thin Jonny away!

However, this is also in his plan.

The breathing rhythm changed suddenly, and the new force was born again.Jonny pulled hard, and together with his body, flew towards Lumaoma's back.

With a 'bang', he fell heavily.

There was no time to cry out in pain. Jonny, who had a ferocious face, turned around and hugged him tightly, wrapping his arms around Lumaoma's neck.

"Yeah!" Jello suddenly cheered.

Jon patiently instructed: "Steady! Don't mess with your breathing rhythm!"

"Huh...huh..."

Johnny was gasping for breath, and his face was exhausted.

However, his eyes are so bright, as if burning a flame that never goes out!

One person and one horse, no standoff.

This is a battle of patience and a clash of wills.

The horses jumped.

The ripples flow.

After tossing for more than two hours, the arrogant Lumao Liangju was completely convinced by Jonny and lowered his head honestly.

Seeing this, Jello was overjoyed.

Jon also showed a heartfelt smile.

Look at each other.

The two whistled at the same time.

'Tattoo! '

dusty.

Two fast horses, one black and one chestnut, came one after another.

Jon and Geral rolled over.

"Go! Time to go!"

"GO, Jonny, GO! GO!"

Hearing this, Jonny raised his hand weakly.

Straightening up, he looked at the backs of the two galloping horses, wiped the sweat on his forehead with difficulty, and muttered, "Johnny, this is your only chance in this life.

So, don't be left behind. "

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......

Ribbons all over the sky, flowers everywhere.

"Everyone, if it's convenient, please board the train with the reporters and the judges." Stephen Steele, the organizer of the 'SBR Competition', smiled, "There are all kinds of black tea, meals and red wine on the train. for everyone to enjoy."

After he finished speaking, he personally distributed binoculars to everyone present.

'when!when!when! '

Just then, the minute hand of the clock tower points to 'twelve'.

next second.

A huge salute lifted off.

'boom. '

The 'STEELBALLRUN' competition has officially started!

Wind blows.

Dust surge.

Whether it was a reporter or a guest judge, they were all shocked by the scene in front of them.

Thousands of horses galloping.

What a wild scene!

Stephen Still smiled and explained to everyone: "In this competition, according to rough statistics, there are more than [-] horses participating.

As shown on the map, the distance from here to New York on the Atlantic coast is about [-] kilometers.

Nine checkpoints, including New York, were set up along the [-]-kilometer route.

The function of these checkpoints is to check the "ranking of the contestants", "the time spent", and whether the players have made "violations" such as swapping mounts on the way.

The distance between the checkpoint and the checkpoint is called "STAGE", and the whole game consists of nine "STAGEs"! "

Clearing his throat, he continued: "At the beginning of the competition, the players have to face a short sprint, with the finish line at a certain church [-] meters away.

There will also be section winners between each "STAGE"... These winners, in addition to receiving a $[-] prize, will also receive some additional rewards.

That's right, that's the "One Hour Time Bonus"! "

"Time Bonus", as the name suggests, is the privilege used to reduce the time spent in the race when the race time is counted at the final destination.

A reporter asked: "Mr. Steele, as the organizer of the competition, you must have some promising players, can you tell us about it?"

Stephen Steele smiled, "The players are all very strong, there is no doubt about that.

But well..."

He raised five fingers, "From a personal standpoint, I am more optimistic about the five of them."

"Number one, a cowboy from Wyoming, Manden Tim. He often drives [-] cows on [-]-kilometer grazing!"

"The second place is Murmud Abdel, who was born in Egypt and rode a camel. He crosses the Sahara Desert three times a year!"

'The third place, the famous equestrian of the East, Ted Khan, he is the descendant of the Mongol emperor who conquered the Eurasian continent, and the descendant of Genghis Khan! '

"The fourth, a talented rider who came from the lower classes in the UK, but made a name for himself in the aristocratic equestrian circle, Diego Brando, that guy was born for the event of horse racing!"

"As for the fifth..."

Stephen Steele licked his slightly dry lips.

"He was called a 'monster', a 'blood butcher', a 'devil in human skin', no one knew where he came from, no one knew his past, he was handsome, tall and burly, his face always With a gentleman-like smile, he never leaves his mouth open.

In a duel, he even made a feat of one to ten.Moreover, he killed ten cowboys who dared to challenge him with his bare hands without using a pistol! "

'Well. '

Stephen Steele is undoubtedly a good storyteller.

Under the background of the atmosphere, both the reporters and the judges couldn't help swallowing.

"Jon Joestar, I think he is the number one candidate to win this competition." Stephen Steele said with a serious expression.

Coincidentally.

At the moment when the words fell, a dark horse stood out.

Ride the dust!

One horse, five horses, ten horses...

Windbreaker hunting.

That man's speed is getting faster and faster!

It is the 'number one candidate to win the championship' in the mouth of Stephen Steele.

- Jon Joestar!

"drive!"

Jon rode wildly.

Completely ignoring the horse's physical strength, he kept rushing forward.

At a distance of thirty horses, Jonny and Jello rode side by side with a solemn expression.

"Johnny!"

Suddenly, Jero said, "Don't let me get too far away for a while."

Jonny didn't speak, and pressed his body tightly to the horse's back.

Together, one volt.

The rhythm of his breathing changes with the rhythm of the horses running.

Seeing Geralt, he couldn't help whistling.

Yabai, these two brothers are really interesting.

Jon can play.

Jonny's riding skills are also not covered.

yo~

Teaming up with them was a smart choice.

was thinking.

There was a commotion behind the two of them.

Turning his head to look, he saw that many horses collided, causing the runners on the horses to also fall off their horses and lose their qualifications.

Jonny secretly rejoiced that the strategy of going all out from the beginning was indeed the right one.

More than 3000 horses charging at the same time will inevitably lead to such a result. Only by taking the lead can a similar situation be avoided.

Jonny isn't the only smart guy.

In the chaos, several fast horses rushed out.

Jonny and Jello didn't dare to be careless and held the reins tightly.

'Boom' 'Boom' 'Boom'

Heavy hoofs sounded from far to near.

Jonny looked back cautiously.

Good guy.

The one who approached was a camel with a bulging muscle.

Above the hump, Murmude Abdel, holding the whip in one hand and the reins in the other, approached aggressively!

Jello snorted in disgust.

This kind of stuff is strong on the outside and dry on the inside.

If Jon hadn't said that the first stage would be handled by him, Uncle Gerald would have smashed it with an iron ball.

Reluctant to step aside, Jello's face was a little ugly.

Murmude Abdel didn't deliberately cause trouble for Jello and Jonny, and went straight through the gap between the two, chasing Jon directly.

There was a gust of wind behind him, and Jon looked back.

Yo.

acquaintance.

Abu Dudu, you are not setting up a fortune-telling booth in Cairo, why are you here to join in the fun?

"Go away!" Murmud Abdel showed considerable hostility, "No.1 is mine!"

Jon blinked and had a heart for Murmude Abdel.

Moormud Abdel: ? ? ?

What gesture is this?

I don't understand.

But I feel a little shy...

bah bah bah!

I, the warrior of the desert kingdom, Murmud Abdel, would be bought off by such a childish gesture?

With a look in his eyes, Murmude Abdel rammed the camel into Jon.

Jon was unmoved.

The god horse under his crotch also did not respond.

Murmude Abdel thought to himself, isn't this kid scared?

did not expect.

Just before the camel was about to hit the dark horse, Jon suddenly let go of the reins, raised his hand and slapped the camel.

'Snapped'

Do you know how much psychological harm a big bully (slap) can do to a five-year-old camel?

Schwarzenegger's camel was dumbfounded.

Murmud Abdel was also dumbfounded.

no......

you......

Can you do this?

The self-proclaimed 'warrior of the desert kingdom', Murmud Abdel still didn't give up, and once again wanted to rely on the camel's size advantage to knock Jon off the horse.

Jon's face sank.

You black boy is really shameless.

If it weren't for the fact that you looked like someone I knew, I could let you be so presumptuous?

Heart is not cruel, stand unsteady.

Anyway, with no one left or right, Jon manifested in the form of a half-dragon, and his pupils suddenly turned into amber-like gold.

The pressure belonging to the "Blue Dragon" unfolds.

The camel that had just been slapped directly knelt down.

Ok.

Literally kneel.

Moormud Abdel didn't notice for a while, and was violently thrown away.

On the train not far away, Stephen Steele put his head in his hands and looked unbelievable, "God, Abdel is out!"

Others look similar.

No one thought of it.

Less than 15 minutes into the match, one of the five seeded players was brutally eliminated.

Unlike everyone in the car.

Jonny and Jello all had expressions of joy.

Jello even grinned, showing his golden teeth proudly.

Pretty cool, Jon.

'Da' 'da' 'da' 'da'...

At this moment, a brisk hoof sound came into the ears of the two of them.

In just four or five breaths, a figure quickly passed by.

Geralt and Jonny didn't even have time to react!

'Diego Brando'

After waiting long enough, he chose to act!

Half-squatting on horseback, Diego was like a leopard ready to go.

The wind is howling.

blow his blond hair.

suddenly!

Diego changed his position, leaning his body as close to the horse's back as possible.

'clatter! ''clatter! ''clatter! ''clatter! '...

The horse's hoofs are raised and galloping like a fly!

The distance between him and No.1 has shortened visibly with the naked eye.

"Hmph, after all, it's just a layman who relies on horsepower to sprint." Diego sneered in his heart, "If you just rush forward and don't spare your horsepower, when you really need to sprint in the end, that guy's horse will definitely be underpowered. "

With the corners of his mouth pursed, he slammed into the horse's belly.

After chasing for another three or four minutes, Diego finally rode with Jon.

"Hey!" He shouted, "The race is [-] kilometers in total, and you won't end up like this!"

clam?

Jon was taken aback.

Dio, you big-eyed guy is so kind?

Jon said, "It won't bother you."

Unexpectedly, Diego backhanded a proposal, "I said, do you want to form a team with me? We will join forces, and then we will share the championship prize equally!"

Oh ~

waiting for me here.

Jon looked at Diego with a half-smile, "Sorry, I already have teammates, unless you don't mind four people sharing the prize equally."

kill me, no.

Want my money, let alone!

Originally, Diego didn't really want to team up with Jon, he just wanted a free bodyguard to see if Jon could play. When the game was over, he had [-] ways to kill his partner.

Unexpectedly, Jon Joestar actually found two teammates first.

It's hard to do now.

Diego remained silent.

Jon smiled, "Actually, I'm not short of money."

I'm not short of money...

no shortage of money...

money!

Diego looked sharply at Jon.

As if the bumps on the horse's back didn't exist, the old god Jon said: "I think you are good at riding, why don't you just hang out with me, and make sure my team wins the championship. I will give you more than what you deserve. $5000 million for you."

5000 million!

Diego only felt like he was being swept by a wave of happiness.

You know, even if you win the first place in the 'SBR' competition, the prize money is only 5000 million!

'Jon Joestar' is so rich?

Staring at the other's face, for a moment, Diego had a strong urge to worship his adoptive father.

It would be great if I could become the adopted son of the Joestar family...

However, he wasn't an idiot after all.

Don't trust empty promises without guarantees.

After pondering for a moment, Diego said: "I will give you an answer to this matter after "STAGE1" is over. "

After a pause, he deliberately added, "You may be really rich, and similarly, there are many people who are staring at your money. They realize that they can't achieve results in competitions, so they set their sights on you.

With that being said, do it yourself. "