The Prime Minister’s Darling-Chapter 1557 - 755 New King (Third Update)

Mu Qingchen’s breath tightened slightly, "Shenjiu."

Gu Jiao, "Weiba. I’m one round ahead of you."

Mu Qingchen let out a sigh of relief.

For some reason, he didn’t want to face Gu Jiao.

Even if it was inevitable, he still hoped that their confrontation could be postponed, the later the better.

While they were drawing lots, the cavalry of the top ten martial families took to the field one after another. Among them, nine from the Han Family participated, and apart from Han Che, who was eliminated by Gu Jiao, the remaining eight all advanced.

Everyone was marveling at the terrifying strength of the Han Family’s Hei Fengqi.

But Gu Jiao didn’t think the Han Family was that impressive. The Hei Fengqi was snatched from the Xuanyuan Family, and the methods of training them were also passed down from the Xuanyuan Family.

The Han Family was merely feeding on the Xuanyuan Family’s blood-steamed buns.

Gu Jiao lost interest in watching and planned to go back to feed Hei Fengwang.

"I’m leaving first, see you in the next round."

Just as she was saying goodbye to Mu Qingchen, a sudden chill ran down her spine, as if a formidable murderous aura swept over from the opposite side of the battlefield, carrying an unstoppable momentum that quickly enveloped the entire area.

The horses on the field began to stir uneasily, even those engrossed in the competition shook slightly.

Such a powerful aura!

The only horse on the scene that was not affected was probably Hei Fengwang.

"Ahh—" A horse trying to leap onto the platform paused mid-air, failed to land, and fell down along with the cavalry.

The cavalry screamed in alarm.

Gu Jiao and Mu Qingchen both looked towards the source of the powerful aura.

They saw a silver-haired young man riding a chestnut warhorse approaching unhurriedly. His movements were graceful and composed, yet he exuded an aura of a king that demanded silence from thousands of horses.

The silver-haired man was very young, around twenty-eight or twenty-nine, certainly not thirty.

As for the horse, Gu Jiao couldn’t tell its exact age, but she could feel it was a young and vigorous steed.

Mu Qingchen’s expression turned solemn, "It’s the Han Family’s new king of Hei Fengqi, six years old this year. On its back is the Fifth Master Han, the direct son of Old Master Han, who has been studying how to breed their own Hei Fengqi over the years."

Gu Jiao looked at Mu Qingchen, "Their own Hei Fengqi?"

Mu Qingchen glanced at her and said, "Fifth Master Han once claimed that the Hei Fengqi trained by the Xuanyuan Family were not the most powerful warhorses in the world, and he would train an even more powerful Hei Fengqi with his own methods. The new king beneath him is the result of his training efforts."

"Oh," Gu Jiao touched her chin and carefully observed the man and horse not far away.

Mu Qingchen sighed, "I know your Hei Fengwang is very strong, but... I’m afraid it’s no match for that horse."

Fifth Master Han’s new king of Hei Fengqi was not only younger but also more supple and agile, with its explosive power, endurance, speed, and strength all flawlessly impeccable.

Mu Qingchen paused, then said, "And it has a name."

Gu Jiao inquired, "What is it called?"

Mu Qingchen opened his mouth and answered, "Black Demon Horse."

The Black Demon Horse entered the competition.

It was in the middle track, but before the drums could bang, the horses on the adjacent tracks were already terrified into immobility.

The other two horses, though they bravely charged, made frequent mistakes and were disqualified before they even completed the fire bridge.

Fifth Master Han advanced without a doubt.

Mu Qingchen looked at the undefeated Black Demon Horse on the platform and frowned slightly, "Your Hei Fengwang took seventeen breaths from the start to the platform, while Fifth Master Han’s Black Demon Horse only took twelve."

Such a short distance, yet the Black Demon Horse was a full five breaths faster than Hei Fengwang!

This was like a 110-meter hurdle race where the first place finished five seconds ahead of the second place.

Mu Qingchen said, "I know your Hei Fengwang didn’t use its full strength, and neither did Fifth Master Han’s Black Demon Horse. Your Hei Fengwang is getting older day by day, but his Black Demon Horse grows stronger with each passing day... If they meet again next time, I hope you can choose—"

"To confront," Gu Jiao said.

Mu Qingchen knitted his brows.

Did she get her words mixed up?

Gu Jiao mounted her horse, grasped the reins tightly, and locked eyes with Fifth Master Han, who sat atop the Black Demon Horse, in the distance.

Gu Jiao felt her blood boiling inside and sensed the formidable will to fight from Hei Fengwang!

She straightened her back, her gaze resolute, "I want to fight, and so does Hei Fengwang!"