My Goko is the strongest

Mikan walks between Wuzi and Jiezi, and arrives at the racetrack for training.Speaking of which, the owner of the racetrack is really amazing to have such a large-scale racecourse in a city where every inch of land is precious.

Mikan led Jiezi to the track. Although Jiezi looked reluctant, he followed him briskly.

The programmer sat on its back, visibly getting excited.On this point, Satsuma still admires programmers, it seems to like the feeling of being under the spotlight.

Although the horse racing has not started yet, it has been waving to people and horses passing by frequently.

But other horse owners didn't think a monkey would be so smart. It was obviously at the owner's behest that it made such a move.

It's just a rookie who won a competition, so arrogant, since he dares to provoke his senior, he must have the consciousness of being trampled underfoot.

One of the seed racers in this race, the owner of the No. 4 horse Flying Lightning was one of them. He pressed the brim of his hat and curled his lips indifferently.

It is a good thing for young people to be young and energetic, but being too arrogant can invite disaster.

When Jiezi ran around and came back, he drove the programmer back to Mikan's side, his little hooves tapped on the ground, first let Mikan smooth his hair, and then looked at Wu next to Mikan vigilantly. son.

Although Arima Taro was attracted by Nuozi, he had arranged everything very carefully before, including preparing a handsome silver-white jockey uniform for Mikan.

Not the high-budget stuff that racetracks give jockeys.Instead, there is a set of handmade jockey uniforms prepared by Ma Taro at his own expense.

The tight jockey uniform outlines the girl's beautiful waistline, while the elbows and outer thighs are dotted with tassels of the same color, floating slightly with the girl's movements.

Mikan put on the helmet, and hid her uneasy face under the helmet because of being watched by others. She took Jiezi aside and stood up, then turned over and rode on Wuzi's back.

Jiezi felt a little jealous about this, he glanced at Wuzi bitterly, and snorted dissatisfiedly.

Wuzi heard the movement behind him, but he didn't pay attention to it at all. He took a few steps back and forth with graceful steps, allowing Mikan to get used to the feeling of riding on its back.

Today's Mikan is not the same as it was two days ago. The acquisition of riding (proficient) skills made her no longer afraid of falling off the horse. She leaned down and patted Wuzi, and Wuzi rushed forward go out.

Well... so fast!Mikan lowered her body and stared at the track. In theory, she needed to fine-tune the horse's movements, but Wuzi didn't need it at all.

Mikan just rode on Wuzi's body, feeling the wind whistling in his ears, it just started and it was over.

When Wuzi stopped, Mikan suddenly had a strong idea in his mind: even if Wuzi was tied to a dog, he could still win.

After the warm-up was over, the race was about to start soon. Mikan pulled Wuzi and Jiezi to the track. Jiezi was on the third track, Wuzi was on the fifth track, and the fourth track was between them. It was a sorrel horse.

It looked quite proud, glanced at Jiezi and the programmer on Jiezi, then snorted disdainfully.

But Jiezi was more disdainful than he looked. Jiezi snorted and made a mocking sound. The tall black horse was half a head taller than the sorrel horse, which was even more obvious when Jiezi raised his head.And the programmer made a face at the sorrel horse.

This immediately angered the sorrel horse. Although it was the first thing to pick, it broke through the defense faster than anyone else.

It was panting suddenly, and if the jockey hadn't pulled him hard, it seemed that it wanted to rush up and fight Jiezi.

While pulling his horse, the jockey shouted at Mikan: "Can you keep an eye on your horse? It's provoking my horse."

Oops, a human was talking to her.Mikan's eyes drifted away for a moment, and then she calmly looked away, as long as she pretended not to see, she feared that she would not be able to catch up with her.

Now the jockey was also angry, and each of them looked swollen. The jockey tightened the reins of the big sorrel horse, as if he wanted to say something harsh.

But he soon discovered something was wrong.The horse, which was struggling just now, suddenly seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and the whole horse froze.

There was a brief silence in the originally noisy racetrack, and even the commentator's voice stopped for a moment.

Just when many spectators in the stands didn't know what happened, the broadcast turned the camera on a pink horse.

The pink horse has a graceful figure and a sweet face. Even the wind-blown mane is as beautiful as a shampoo advertisement.

At this time, it was looking at the arena with its big watery eyes, and its eyelashes fluttered with affection, as if it was looking at the lover it admired the most, which made people's heart skip a beat.

The field became hot, and the narrator spoke enthusiastically: "Oh my God! I swear I have never seen such a beautiful horse, maybe I have been single for a long time, and I feel like a peerless beauty when I look at a horse. I want to propose on the spot! Is it Which big horse in the track is lucky enough to be favored by the beauty, maybe we will get the answer after the race!"

The commentator's nonsense made people look sideways.The horses on the track suddenly became excited after a short period of stiffness, and the jockey of the No. [-] horse had to pull the reins even harder, coaxing: "Okay, okay, Flying Lightning, I know you What are you excited about, let us dedicate the championship of this game to that beautiful lady."

Mikan looked at Nuozi who caused the commotion, and Arima Taro who was grinning silly beside Nuozi. She pursed her lips, feeling that things seemed to be developing in an unpredictable direction.

Seeing her looking over, Nuozi's eyes lit up with excitement, and he tapped the floor briskly outside the track, looking cute and perfect under the charm of the camouflaged hairpin.

Mikan turned her head and looked around, and found that every horse that was competing with her showed an expression of being sniped in the heart, and each of them was burning with fierce fighting spirit, making the atmosphere on the field even more enthusiastic.

The referee was in place, she turned over and rode on Wuzi, lowered her body, and waited for the referee's order.

Although she always felt as if something unexpected happened to her.But she has no other choice now, so let's finish the race first.

Soon the starting gun rang, and Wuzi rushed out. Mikan rode on Wuzi's back as a tool man, and turned his head to look at the side in the mood.

She turned her head and met the programmer who was also squatting on Jiezi as a tool monkey.

When the programmer saw Mikan looking over, he immediately grinned and showed a silly smile, and then was suddenly blown into his mouth by the wind. He quickly buried his whole monkey in Jiezi's mane, not daring to stop I looked around.

Jiezi and Wuzi maintained the lead, and the amazing thing was that the horses on other tracks followed closely behind the two horses. They seemed to explode with great enthusiasm for running, and the eight horses pulled together at once. Do not open the gap.

The track was not too long, and soon reached the finish line, Wuzi stopped, and Mikan felt the wind in his ears die down.She looked up at the broadcast screen, which listed the results of the game.

Wuzi beat Jiezi with a horse body advantage to become the champion, and Jiezi won the following horses with a horse body advantage, and there was no obvious difference between the subsequent horses. Finally, slow motion No. 3 was judged next.

The No. 4 horse, Flying Lightning, beat another horse by a narrow margin.

Immediately, no matter it was Flying Lightning, its jockey or its owner, their faces all turned green.

Mikan jumped off Wuzi, hugged Wuzi's head with a smile and touched it, then turned around and hugged Jiezi who seemed to be in a very bad mood. She looked at Jiezi's obviously swollen face and smiled. Rubbing Jiezi's face: "Okay, next time, work hard and win back, okay?"

Only then did Jiezi reluctantly nodded and rubbed Mikan's face.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Nuozi running towards this side, Mikan opened his arms with a smile, and Nuozi slid into Mikan's arms delicately, and Mikan rubbed Nuozi's ears with a smile.

Ma Taro ran over after Nuozi, as if he wanted to congratulate Mikan.But before he could open his mouth, his face suddenly changed, and he stared wide-eyed at the back of Mikan.

Mikan was a little puzzled. Looking back, it was a team of reporters that was more powerful than when Jiezi won the competition for the first time. The smoke and dust billowed everywhere they passed, and they almost ran like thousands of horses. They were noisy and shouted. The sound that makes Mikan's San value go crazy.

Mikan's pupils trembled, and she subconsciously tightened Wuzi's reins, then suddenly reacted, turned over and climbed onto Wuzi's back.

"Run, run!" Mikan urged Wuzi, and Wuzi ran obediently. Seeing this, Jiezi and Nuozi followed behind, and the three horses, one man and one monkey quickly disappeared in front of everyone.

You Ma Taro took a slow beat, looked at their backs and let out a hey.

In the next second, he was instantly overwhelmed by the crowd.

Mikan and her friends rushed to her warehouse in one breath, and after confirming several times that no one was following behind her, Mikan was relieved, feeling as if she had saved her life. She opened the He opened the garage door and walked in with the horses.

Wait, did she forget something?

Mikan suddenly exclaimed: "Hey, where is Jinzi?"