Chapter 938 923. The Selected Knight (4/5)

Chapter 938 923. The Selected Knight (45)

Seeing this, Ma Long was greatly relieved: "Tuhao Jin is a very good winner. He is born with a strong commanding power. If he steps on the field, he will surprise everyone."

Wang Bo understood Ma Long's meaning, and he asked, "Do you want to take the local rich gold to participate in the horse race?"

Ma Long took a deep look at the local tyrant Jin, and said from the side: "It should let the world know what speed and explosive power are, and what it means not to judge a horse by its cover!"

The local tyrant Jin played around among the ponies for a while, and got some miscellaneous hairs on his body, so Malone went over and picked up a soft brush to clean it up.

Wang Bo said thoughtfully: "I think Ma Long really wants to play again? But he is so old, it's impossible, am I wrong?"

Peterson stood up and said, "No, you understand correctly, he just wants to play, he has wanted to play for a long time!"

A horse trainer is different from an equestrian. For example, in the equestrian competition in the Olympic Games, there are many old gentlemen among those horse riders.

But what horse racing pursues is speed and explosive power. Horse trainers are all young. At Ma Long's age, he should have left the stage long ago.

"Why does he still want to participate in the race? Don't tell me, he can't live without horse racing." Wang Bo said.

Peterson replied: "Because he wants to prove to some people that he is still the best horse trainer, and he can still win the crown when he goes to the field!"

"Why? Why bother?"

"It's a long story. Everyone has a story. Don't you see that old Ma Long is always smiling and kind? In fact, when he was young, he was a rebellious guy."

"Ma Long has won many people. When he was young, he had a bad temper. He said some bad things to his opponents. I once heard you say a Chinese saying, which is called Feng Shui turns round."

"Although his opponents rarely beat him at the time, these people later married and had children. Most of the children inherited their family business and are now active on the field."

"Ma Long was celibate all his life, he had no children, and later when the descendants of these people played on the field, he could only watch from the sidelines."

"It was nothing at first, but as a result, those who had lost to him used this to humiliate him. Ma Long was so angry that he carefully cultivated a student."

"As a result, his student was easily bought and turned against him! This was the most humiliating thing in Ma Long's life, so he dreamed of returning to the arena again, to win the championship, and to shut up those who humiliated him !"

Wang Bo didn't expect this story. Looking at Ma Long's back, he felt that this little old man who liked to smile seemed very pitiful.

Ma Long combed the hair of the local tyrant Jin with a gentle face, and the local tyrant Jin enjoyed staying by his side, snorting from time to time, snuggling up to him like a child.

Finally, when Ma Long finished brushing its whole body, it arched Ma Long's thin face with its head, swung its limbs and ran happily.

Wang Bo asked Ma Long, "You like Tuhao Jin very much."

"I like horses, Tuhao Jin is the best horse, so of course I like it very much." Malone laughed.

"We all like horses..."

"No, we all like it, but the meaning of this liking is different." Malone interrupted him, "I would like to have horses as companions and live with them, not with people."

"Why?" Wang Bo asked strangely.

Ma Long smiled and said, "Because a horse will always be a horse, but a human is sometimes not a human!"

Wang Bo guessed that he remembered the incident of being betrayed by a proud student, and he asked, "If the local tyrant Jin enters the competition, what kind of ranking can he get in his current state?"

"To be able to sweep the New Zealand arena, there will be some pressure in Australia, but you can still win the championship. If you go to Europe or the United States, it will be more difficult to win the championship." Malone said.

Wang Bo said in surprise: "It hasn't received formal training yet, how can it be so powerful?"

Talent is very important, but not the most important thing. Professionalism, whether human or animal, is not comparable to non-professionalization.

Ma Long said: "As long as you concentrate on training for half a year, Tuhaojin can sweep the European and American arenas and win all the championships! I have confidence!"

Wang Bo hesitated for a moment and said, "Where is the jockey? Who will be the jockey?"

Ma Long looked at the local tyrant Jin and said firmly, "Me!"

Wang Bodao: "But you should understand that you are getting old, and this sport is a bit stressful for you."

Ma Long looked at him, without the usual smile on his face, only serious: "I am indeed a bit old, but I am the most suitable guy to cooperate with Tuhao Jin! Together, the two of us will definitely win countless championships!"

Wang Bo licked his lips and said, "Okay, I believe you. If this is the case, where is there a horse farm for professional training? Send the rich gold there, it's time for it to show its face in the world."

After hearing this, Ma Long was overjoyed: "Are you willing to let local tyrant Jin participate in horse racing?"

"I want you to win more championships!"

Ma Long laughed: "Hahaha, boss! Hahaha, thank you for your appreciation and support! Within three years, two grand slams! If I can't use this result to repay you and Tuhaojin, then I will never give up my chances." I will not come to Sunset Town!"

This is a bit serious. Wang Bo doesn't know what the grand slam in horse racing refers to, but no matter what the sport is, the grand slam is the highest honor.

He said that there is no need to be so serious, and Malone waved his hand to interrupt his comforting words: "If you can't win a race with a bunch of Holden cars in a Ferrari, it can only mean that the driver is rubbish!"

"Oh, by the way, in addition to the local gold, the dark horse king is also going to participate in the competition. It has the strength to compete with the local gold, and only in this way can it force out the strongest local gold." The old horse trainer added.

Wang Bo hadn't seen the dark horse king for a while, so he wanted to try riding it.

Ma Long looked in at the stable door, whistled at the dark horse king, waved and said, "Hey, girl, come out, it's time to play."

The black horse king looked at him proudly and reservedly, lowered his head and grabbed the doorbolt with his mouth, first retreated and then picked up, easily opened the wooden door and walked out.

Bowen was dumbfounded: "Will it open by itself?"

Ma Long grinned and said, "It's been a long time ago. I remember only demonstrating it four or five times, and it and Tuhao Jin learned to open the door by themselves."

"However, the local tyrant Jin always refused to stay in the stable after he learned it, and would open the door and run out to play from time to time. The dark horse king will stay quietly inside, and he will only come out when he is given instructions."

After this period of development, the dark horse king became taller and burlier. Its horse hair was black and shiny. Standing in the sun, the light shone on it as if it could not stand still, and it slid like flowing water.

The little ponies were shocked when they saw it!