Chapter 73
Ye Tianhui felt completely relieved and no longer had to worry.
Everyone was staring at the racetrack, the track, and the two horses, trying to see who would come first and who would come last.
However, Ye Tianhui understood that when the King of Hell began to catch up, he had already won.
What is potential? The power of the Hell King is potential.
The reason why this horse is unruly and difficult to tame, and the reason why this horse is irritable and restless, is because there is a power in its body. It is a natural runner, a son of a dragon who should gallop across the wind and clouds and roar into the sky.
But a horse like this needs a mentor to discover it, a trainer to discipline it, a jockey to control it, and an opponent to inspire it.
And this provocative little stallion, this arrogant Palace music has become the best medicine.
This is the sacrifice that comes to your door!
Until Hell King taps into his potential, he is truly unworthy of any other horse on the field.
But once this horse raises its hooves, holds its head high and charges forward, no other horse on the racecourse can compete with it.
What Palace music, what proud and noble bloodline, are destined to pale in comparison to the King of Hell.
Ye Tianhui watched leisurely.
At this moment, on the racecourse, several horses were sprinting forward, the sound of horse hooves rumbling, and the galloping horses were whipping the track with great force.
The competition venue was already silent. People were watching the two fierce horses competing madly on the racetrack. People saw the Hell King trying his best, saw it surpass the elbow of the Palace Music rider, and saw the gap between them constantly narrowing!
“Exceeded, exceeded!”
Someone in the crowd screamed softly.
Some people even began to ask frantically what kind of horse it was and how such an unknown horse could suddenly burst out with such great energy!
It's on par with Palace music!
That’s the hope for the new season, Palace music!
The host also became excited and immediately introduced the bloodline inheritance and experience of the Hell King. Some people at the scene began to call out the name of the Hell King, and some horse fans went crazy, asking for information everywhere, running over to interview, and taking pictures desperately.
This kind of occasionally discovered dark horse is the hottest information and can be provided to well-known TV horse commentators or horse racing classics. Everyone likes to see this kind of information!
Obviously, Zhou Wanlan's expression became very subtle. She looked at Ye Tianhui with an incomprehensible look, then retracted her gaze and looked back at the court.
It was meant to be a leisurely viewing, a determined competition, one of the countless stepping stones her Palace music would soon traverse.
No one ever thought that such an accident would happen!
Palace music, which he was so proud of, was forced into such a situation by a fledgling Hell King!
Ye Wenyong's expression became noticeably strange. He stared at the field without moving his eyes.
This horse suddenly burst out with an astonishing speed, so astonishing that it was almost unimaginable!
The photographer screamed wildly, the crowd erupted in shock, and the commentator's voice began to tremble: "The King of Hell, it's the King from Hell, it's crazy!"
Everyone was looking at the King of Hell, watching its incredible speed, it was sprinting!
It's fast, very fast!
It's too fast!
It actually surpassed the proud Palace music by a full half horse length!
At this point, Palace Music obviously realized that it was about to lose the victory it had secured!
It began to chase madly, it was trying hard, its hooves stomping hard on the racetrack.
The "thump thump" sound shook the sky, and the racetrack was almost torn and trampled to pieces!
People seemed to feel that the entire racecourse was shocked!
Everyone saw it, saw how the proud Palace Music was forced into a desperate situation. It no longer had the ease it had at the beginning and was caught off guard by the King of Hell.
It cared about victory and it used all its strength to try to defend its pride.
The photographer captured this scene, capturing the depth of Palace Music's effort at that moment, a depth that almost made the horse's expression look like one of extreme, hideous pain.
How much it wants to win, it doesn't dare to lose, that is the pride of a racehorse.
However, its opponent was too fast and it had no way to overtake it.
A horse is a combination of life and machine. Its complex elastic muscles and powerful bones are assembled into a top-notch engine. It is through the repeated stretching and contraction of its muscles that a horse can release infinite power and speed.
Muscle and bone structure, these basic materials together form the ceiling of speed and power.
When Palace Music tried its best, it could only helplessly watch the King of Hell surpass it, little by little.
Every time it raised its hooves, it only widened the gap.
There is no moment more cruel than this one, when it clearly realizes its own incompetence and painfully sees the limits of its talent.
Its spirit and soul wanted to be proud, but its muscles and bones could not support its desire.
Its pride was completely shattered.
The audience watched this scene, holding their breath and not daring to blink.
People saw that this was a peak battle between the two horses, a battle of genes, and a battle of life potential.
Ke Zhiming on the side frowned tightly, his pupils contracted, staring at everything in front of him.
He couldn't believe what he saw, but he had to admit what true talent was.
That is the peak speed that Palace music will never be able to reach, and it is a power that it cannot reach even if it exhausts its life limit!
At this moment, Palace music is still catching up frantically, but it is too late.
Palace music no longer has a chance and it is powerless to recover.
The King of Hell has crossed the line.
It held its head high and raised its hooves, touching the finish line proudly and gently with confidence and composure, and then leaped over it smoothly with its agile body.
Then people saw a graceful and powerful arc across the sky.
That is the son of the dragon that descended to the earth
The King of Hell wins.
It achieved the first satisfying and irrefutable victory in its life and became the champion of this inter-class competition.
There were passionate cheers from the audience, people shouted excitedly and yelled the name of the King of Hell.
People will be conquered by the power that they cannot possess. Facing this horse that is blooming with splendor, people can't wait to kneel before it and lift it high!
There were gasps from the VIP viewing seats, and everyone was looking at this horse, watching its unparalleled splendor.
Zhou Wanlan stared blankly at the scene in front of her, with an unconcealable look of regret on her delicate and elegant face.
Her horse tried so hard, but was still defeated.
Just now, her heart was beating wildly, and she wanted to rush over to help her Palace music run and give it all her strength!
But it lost in the end, lost to another unknown horse, and was madly defeated by the other horse with talent and strength!
That was a shame for Palace music and also her frustration. The hooves of the King of Hell trampled on the track as if rolling across her face!
The pride that I cultivated with my own hard work, the precious colt that I raised with great care using California grass and finest oats, was trampled upon like this. It was so vulnerable!
Someone sighed, "What a joy to watch! This horse is amazing!!"
Everyone nodded: "I didn't expect that this horse would burst out with such potential!"
Zhou Wanlan felt heartbroken when she heard these words.
She took a deep breath and slowly looked at Ye Tianhui.
She saw Ye Tianhui still looking at the racecourse calmly, not seeming too excited.
She seemed to have anticipated everything that happened.
Zhou Wanlan thought of her previous self-righteousness and found it extremely ridiculous.
But she finally controlled her emotions and looked at Ye Tianhui with difficulty.
Afterwards, she forced a smile and said, "Congratulations, your horse won. I underestimated it."
She admitted somewhat bitterly, "I didn't expect the Hell King to have such potential."
Ye Tianhui watched the scene on the field and said, "I should thank you. Thanks to your Palace music, the potential of Hell King has been stimulated. Before this, I really didn't know it was such a horse. I also didn't expect that there would be such a good opportunity to stimulate the strength of our Hell King."
Hearing this, Zhou Wanlan and Ke Zhiming looked at each other, both speechless for a moment.
Originally they wanted to improve the qualifications of their Palace music, but they didn't expect such a thing to happen. It can be said that this is the first defeat in Palace music's racing career.
At this time, all the horse assistants were staring at the Hell King on the track. Everyone was so shocked that they were completely speechless.
After all, everyone has seen all kinds of horses before, but this is the first time they have seen such a motivated horse and a horse with such potential!
At this moment, everyone vaguely realized that this horse would become a rising star this season.
At this time, when everyone looked at Ye Tianhui again, their eyes were completely different.
When she bought the Hell King, they had laughed at her in their hearts. They didn't regard this young girl as an opponent at all, but just a girl who came to improve her qualifications!
And from now on, just relying on the King of Hell is enough for this girl to establish her position in the horse racing world.
It is so magical that with just one horse, one can become famous in one battle, sweep away thousands of enemies, and make Hong Kong horse owners stay away from him from then on.
Everyone even had a vague feeling that in this season's racecourse, amidst the gathering tide of events, the King of Hell would surely create miracles, lead new hotspots, and write a Hong Kong legend.
People have begun to secretly calculate what strategy to adopt to avoid this horse as much as possible and maximize the strength of their own racehorses to win more prize money and honors.
Ye Wenyong stared blankly at the scene on the field. After a while, he took a deep breath and looked at Ye Tianhui: "Let's go, I'll go down with you to see the King of Hell."
Ye Tianhui nodded slightly. She was also about to go down to check on the condition of the King of Hell.
Ye Wenyong accompanied Ye Tianhui down the stairs. As they walked up the steps, Ye Wenyong suddenly said, "I lost."
His tone was a little heavy and low.
Ye Tianhui turned her head slightly and looked at Ye Wenyong, seeing his tired and depressed expression.
She was a little surprised. "It's just a small inter-class competition. I just got a spot, right? You're so upset about it?"
Ye Wenyong looked at his cousin who had returned from the mainland and gave a bitter smile: "You and I both know very well that what I lost was not an inter-class competition, nor a place in the competition."
He sighed, "I lost more than I thought."
After saying that, he walked down the stairs step by step.
Ye Tianhui looked at his back and after a moment of silence, she understood what Ye Wenyong said.
It seems that Ye Wenyong is a smart person.
He had underestimated himself before, but from now on he understood.
If they were to compete in a horse race, he would definitely not be his opponent.
If the brothers Ye Lizhen and Ye Lixuan were destined to have a property dispute, he would definitely be the loser.
In fact, cousin Ye Wenyong is also an excellent cousin. If possible, she doesn't want to go against Ye Wenyong. It just seems that they are on opposite sides for the time being.
No matter how noble Ye Lixuan is, he will never give up the shares in his hands, and she is also very stingy when it comes to money and will never be too tolerant.
As for Ye Lizhen, he had the words "rob property" written on his forehead.
But in fact, if Ye Wenyong was smart enough, he would clearly have other options.
After all, it is not impossible to betray your own father. If the family property is really fought over, there will be no distinction between father, son and brothers.
Cousins, uncles and nephews may not necessarily be in the same camp.
Of course, this also depends on whether Ye Wenyong is a smart enough person.
At this moment, just as Ye Tianhui and Ye Wenyong walked down the stairs, Ke Zhiming and Zhou Wanlan were also about to walk down to the competition venue.
As he stood up, Ke Zhiming suddenly whispered, "Actually, I saw this horse last year and tried to train it."
Zhou Wanlan was surprised: "Really? You didn't mention it."
Ke Zhiming: "But after I studied it, I gave up."
Zhou Wanlan: "Why?"
Ke Zhiming pursed his lips and gave a wry smile, "There's never a shortage of geniuses in this world, but there's a lack of cradles for their growth and the soil for their development. Similarly, there are always those rare top-tier horses, but most people can't achieve them."
Zhou Wanlan was stunned for a moment, then understood: "This horse is difficult to tame. Even if it is tamed, its potential may not be realized. This kind of horse is not suitable for the track and is difficult to train. The owner has invested too much, and the hope is too slim."
Ke Zhiming nodded. "I just didn't expect that they could get Hell King onto the track in such a short time. I didn't expect that we could actually help unleash its potential."
Zhou Wanlan frowned. "This is simply becoming a stepping stone for others. It's just raising a tiger to harm us. Then next season, it will become our opponent..."
Ke Zhiming said: "This horse is no ordinary horse. Now that it has shown its potential and tasted the sweetness of victory, it will surely continue to improve rapidly. In time, it will completely overtake Hong Kong's famous horses, and no one will be able to compete with it."
Zhou Wanlan was silent for a moment before asking, "You're personally in charge of Palace Music. How confident are you of winning today's battle?"
Ke Zhiming: "When the loads are equal, the winning rate is about 60 percent."
Zhou Wanlan was surprised.
Ke Zhiming is a top expert with a long history in the racing field and a talented jockey. Facing an unknown horse and a rookie jockey, he actually said such words.
Zhou Wanlan frowned. "If you were to control the Longhua Beauty against the Hell King, what would your chances of winning be?"
Ke Zhiming: "About 70 percent."
Zhou Wanlan breathed a sigh of relief.
Ke Zhiming said, "However, everything is a matter of probability, and the decision is not mine, but the horse's."
Zhou Wanlan understood what he meant. "That horse's performance wasn't stable. It just had a momentary burst of energy. It actually had no experience. It might not be able to perform at the same level next time, right?"
Ke Zhiming nodded. "Yes, and it's obvious that the jockey is a novice. He doesn't have the ability and talent to control such a horse. It's more like the horse is performing itself than he is controlling it."
Zhou Wanlan: "If that's the case, at least we still have a chance this season. If we're well prepared and have the right strategy, we can definitely find its flaws and defeat it."
A young jockey can be a burden to this horse.
Ke Zhiming: "But I have no idea at all, and now I don't know how it will be this season, because just today, our Palace music opened the Pandora's box of this horse."
Zhou Wanlan was surprised: "You actually said that?"
Ke Zhiming: "There is no such thing as an invincible general in this world. All the honors I have now are a blessing from heaven. I actually have a vague feeling that my time has passed."
He turned his head and looked at her: "I said, I'm old, I want to retire."
Zhou Wanlan was silent for a moment before she said, "But I think you can still win. I believe your legend will continue."
She whispered, "Just think of it as for me, for me, this season, you have to win, you have to control my Longhua Beauty and win this season."
There was a strange emotion in Ke Zhiming's eyes.
Afterwards, he finally said, "Okay, this season, I must win, win for you, and also put a perfect end to myself."
As he said this, he looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the young jockey who had just won the race.
The young jockey was lucky, he thought, but not lucky enough.
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Ye Tianhui went to the runway and met the Hell King and Chen Zongwan who had just won the competition.
After this battle, Chen Zongwan's face was obviously a little pale, but he was very excited.
When he saw Ye Tianhui, he smiled rarely.
Ye Tianhui also smiled: "You and the Hell King cooperated very well. At the critical moment, you seized the Hell King's burst point, and the rhythm of you and your horse was very coordinated."
Chen Zongwan is quite talented in this area. It must be said that he and Lin Jianquan have their own strengths.
At this time, Lin Jianquan came back with the King of Hell. After the intense exercise, the King of Hell needed to jog to relieve the fatigue.
When Lao Zhou saw the King of Hell, he suddenly became excited. He rushed over and hugged the King of Hell's head, tears streaming down his face.
Ye Tianhui looked over and saw that the Hell King seemed a little overwhelmed, or confused, being hugged so warmly. But soon, he became happy and rubbed his head affectionately against Lao Zhou's face, making a snorting sound through his nose.
It is in very good condition indeed.
Ye Tianhui watched and felt indescribable emotions in her heart.
This is a horse that was once sent to a slaughterhouse. It escaped from the electric baton and the butcher's knife, repaired the scars of its soul bit by bit, stimulated its potential, released its nature as a galloping horse, and finally achieved such success.
From then on, it was qualified to dominate the racecourse, could enjoy the best hay with peace of mind, and could hold its head high and dominate the herd with confidence.
At this moment, journalists and horse farm staff came over. Because of the horse's victory, the enthusiasm for this inter-class race was unprecedented. Reporters flocked over to interview and take pictures of the King of Hell.
Obviously, the King of Hell was also very happy. He felt the joy of running and tasted the taste of "winning". He even jumped up with his tail lifted. When the media reporters came over to take pictures, he actually raised his head high and shook his ears, what a proud posture!
Some people at the scene laughed and praised the horse, thinking that the horse was cute and capable.
Old Zhou was even happier like a child. He took photos with the horse in his arms and asked those people to take photos. He told everyone how excellent the horse was.
At this time, Palace music was being led by someone.
At the beginning, no one noticed anything. After all, Palace Music lost, and people's attention is always on the winning legend, rather than the second-place loser.
But what no one had expected was that the King of Hell seemed to have installed a radar and it immediately discovered Palace music.
It may be a little surprised at first, and it looks up at Palace music.
Palace music was being led by someone and happened to see the King of Hell.
The two horses saw each other unexpectedly.
Palace music seemed a little surprised and didn't react at all.
The King of Hell reacted first.
So people saw it with its ears erected and a proud look on its face. It also proudly lifted its tail and bared its teeth at Palace music.
The people around were shocked, and they realized belatedly that the horse was showing off to its defeated opponent!
What a proud horse it is! It is like a child who got 100 points and wants to show off its test paper to the poor guy who got zero points!
At this time, the originally arrogant Palace Music had obviously realized its failure.
When the King of Hell bared his teeth at it, people clearly saw that the horse seemed to be stunned.
Yes, I was stunned.
A horse was stunned.
It stood there, letting the trainer hold its reins, but it didn't move.
It raised its head, with its ears pressed tightly back, its nostrils wide open, and its mouth tightly closed, just staring at the King of Hell.
——These movements indicate that the horse is in extreme fear, tension and defensiveness.
So everyone saw the two horses confronting each other!
At this moment, Zhou Wanlan and Ke Zhiming also came downstairs and happened to see this scene.
They saw their trainer and horse assistant trying desperately to calm Palace Music down and take it away, but there were cameras, onlookers, and stable staff around.
And right in front of everyone's eyes, they saw their proud Palace Music staring at the King of Hell in disbelief, its nostrils flared, the muscles around its eyes tensed, its eyes filled with confusion, fear, and shame, the shame of being defeated.
Foals are smart enough animals, they know, they know what victory is.
Victory is the admiring and adoring eyes of the crowd, the cheers from both sides of the aisle, the red brocade draped over your body, and the caressing and admiring gaze of your master.
They can understand.
So obviously, Palace Music knew clearly that it had lost, lost to this unknown King of Hell in front of them!
With such a huge advantage, it actually lost!
It used all its strength, its hoof almost kicked its stomach, but it still lost.
It stared with wide eyes at the guy in front of it who had defeated it, as if it had no idea why this happened.
Zhou Wanlan frowned slightly, she also felt that Palace Music was not in a good state.
Ke Zhiming, who was beside her, had already stepped forward. The horse trainer next to him was holding Palace Music's reins, while Ke Zhiming patted Palace Music's back soothingly and whispered soothing sounds in its ears.
As a jockey, Ke Zhiming has been dealing with horses all year round. Naturally, he has abilities in taming and comforting horses that ordinary people do not have.
You can also see that Palace Music, who was originally stiff, seems to be relaxed.
Zhou Wanlan breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "Let's take it back to the stable first."
Palace Music, which originally wanted to grab a share of the Hong Kong horse racing scene, has now suffered such a setback. Naturally, they have to reflect, summarize their experiences and lessons, and formulate new strategies and training plans.
Ye Tianhui also gave Lao Zhou a wink, indicating that they should take the King of Hell back as well.
After receiving the order, Lao Zhou was about to leave with Lin Jianquan and others and the King of Hell.
Then everyone saw that the King of Hell was full of energy, holding his head high and chest out, walking forward with a swagger, looking so majestic.
When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but exclaim: "This horse is so proud! How can it be so proud!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
People always have a bit more preference for winners. This horse won, it was proud and complacent, and it actually looked quite cute!
But what was unexpected was that when the King of Hell passed by Palace Music, it actually stopped.
Everyone looked at it in surprise, not understanding what was wrong with it. Was it trying to show off?
Old Zhou was busy comforting, coaxing, and persuading the dog, and quickly went back to the stable, where he ate grass, sugar, took a bath, and felt comfortable.
Everyone couldn't help but laugh more and more as they listened to his mumbling. This horse had just won so gloriously, but when he got home he had to be coaxed like a child!
Who knew that at this moment, people saw that the King of Hell actually turned his body, facing his huge horse butt towards the Palace Music next to him, and even wagged his tail arrogantly.
It's wagging its tail in protest!
Its tail was wagging rhythmically, and the long tail almost hit Palace Music.
Palace Music was obviously in extreme tension. Its nostrils were flared like trumpets, its tail was tucked between its legs, its mouth was tight, and its eyes were wide open.
Its horse mouth opened, revealing its teeth and making a strange creaking sound.
Those who knew horses felt something was wrong. The horse seemed to have suffered too much of a blow. It was in extreme anger and despair, and its reaction was a bit too much.
Zhou Wanlan frowned even more. She ran over and comforted the horse with Ke Zhiming. She hugged the horse's head and coaxed it, saying that it was okay.
The Hell King had obviously shown off enough, and it had finally made up its mind. It turned around and glanced at Palace Music with a smug look, then wagged its tail and swaggered away with Lao Zhou.
The scene was completely silent; even the cameras and horse racing fans nearby were all standing there in a daze.
What kind of horse is this? It really embodies arrogance and complacency to the fullest!
It's so ostentatious!
Everyone was amused and thought it was funny, but of course, they were even more surprised!
There were cheers and exclamations from the crowd. Everyone shouted the name of the King of Hell and watched the hero returning victoriously.
When the King of Hell finally disappeared at the end of the aisle, people looked towards Palace Music, only to see that its tail was increasingly tucked between its legs, its legs seemed to be trembling slightly, and its body even seemed to be twitching.
And its eyes—
It stared blankly at the back of the King of Hell, motionless.
Ke Zhiming, who was standing by, was also a little worried and tried to comfort the horse. The experienced horse trainer even tried to evoke its emotional response.
However, the horse remained standing there rigidly, and then, suddenly, it moved.
Everyone held their breath and looked at the horse.
However, the horse's body twitched and a heartbroken expression appeared in its eyes.
People stared with wide eyes at this incredible scene.
A horse, it seems as if its heart is broken...
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Ke Zhiming and the two horse trainers coaxed and pulled the horse, and finally took Palace Music away.
Ye Wenyong was stunned for a moment. Ye Tianhui and Zhou Wanlan stood there, looking at each other. The scene was a little awkward.
Ye Wenyong smiled bitterly: "This horse is too——"
I didn't know what to say for a moment. How could there be such a horse?
It was just a coincidence that the proud Palace Music encountered the vengeful and vindictive King of Hell. After competing on the track, they severely humiliated the other party.
Wagging your tail in someone's face, what an arrogant show of off!
Ye Tianhui looked at Zhou Wanlan, who still had a strange expression on her face. "I'm really sorry, but our horse hasn't participated in many competitions and has a bad temper. We just won one race, and I didn't expect it to show off like this. It wasn't like this before..."
When Zhou Wanlan heard this, she suddenly remembered that it was she who had said this just now.
She shook her head stiffly: "It's nothing, you Hell Kings are powerful."
Ye Tianhui: "We have to train it well in the future and make it change. Its temperament is really outrageous."
Then he asked again, "I see that Palace Music has been hit hard. I hope nothing will happen to you, right?"
Zhou Wanlan was actually worried, but she still said quickly: "It's okay, it's okay, victory and defeat are common in the military..."
But she was not in the mood to talk to Ye Tianhui. It was quite embarrassing, and she was also a little worried. She wanted to go back and check on Palace music.
Ye Tianhui nodded: "Well, I'm glad you're okay. I'm relieved. I'll go to the stable first and take a look. You guys get busy."
Zhou Wanlan nodded quickly: "Okay, I have to go to our stable too."
As she was saying this, her assistant came forward and whispered, "Mr. Gu's car has entered the racecourse."
When he said that, Zhou Wanlan hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll go over there too. It's a good opportunity to ask him to help us take a look."
Zhou Wanlan left in a hurry.
Ye Tianhui looked towards the distance and saw a car slowly driving in, a top luxury car.
Is this Gu Shizhang?
She looked away, but said to Jessies beside her, "Let's go to the stable and train the horses later."
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