Five minutes later, all the riders were in position, and with the sound of a signal gun, the seven riders instantly dashed out!
The thundering of the hooves made the entire racetrack come alive with excitement.
The atmosphere in the stands grew both tense and thrilling!
Everyone stood up.
The race was 1800 meters long.
"Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump~"
The sound of hooves was like rolling thunder.
Especially the white dragon, which led from the very beginning, charging ahead under the expectant gaze of everyone, taking the lead.
Its speed was like a white flash of lightning.
Meanwhile, Pursuing Wind was lazily lagging behind at the end.
The rider of Pursuing Wind saw this scene and felt helpless. In fact, when he first mounted this horse, he could feel that it was in its twilight years.
He couldn't understand why the racetrack would include such a horse in the race.
Wasn't it just there to be a backdrop?
Fortunately, the rider was an experienced old hand. He reached out and patted Pursuing Wind's neck, letting out a soft sigh: "Old horse, to be on such a stage in your twilight years is a life well-lived."
"See that white dragon at the front? That's a true purebred horse!"
At this moment, the gaze of Pursuing Wind slowly brightened.
It began to accelerate gradually.
Its steps became light yet powerful, its hooves striking the ground heavily, with astonishing speed.
"Holy crap!"
"What's happening with that old horse at the back? It's starting to speed up."
"Is that Pursuing Wind? No! Are my eyes playing tricks on me?"
"It's catching up, it's catching up."
"Oh my god... it's even reached second place!"
"The only one ahead now is the white dragon!"
Witnessing this, everyone in the stands stood up, their faces showing shock.
The rider on Pursuing Wind could hardly believe his eyes.
He was astonished to find himself riding a horse nearing the end of its life, overtaking the white dragon!
At this moment, the eyes of Pursuing Wind were filled with excitement.
"Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump!"
The sound of hooves fell like raindrops.
Under the incredulous gaze of the white dragon's rider, Pursuing Wind achieved the final overtake!
It was the first to reach the finish line.
The entire race happened in a flash, with the 1800-meter course completed in less than two minutes.
Pursuing Wind even clocked in at 1 minute and 7 seconds.
"I've always said that Pursuing Wind would surprise us all. I never expected it to actually defeat the white dragon and claim first place." Wang Zhigang's voice was transformed with excitement, "Congratulations to those lucky ones who bet on Pursuing Wind, with odds of 200:1, it's simply destiny."
After a brief silence, the racetrack erupted with excited screams. Although nobody had faith in Pursuing Wind, there were still some who bet on this old horse, gambling on that 1/10,000 chance.
After all, 200:1 odds were simply staggering.
Little did they know that they would actually win the bet.
"Impossible! How is this possible?" The horse stable owner beside Li Chuan was furiously rubbing his face, "This horse hasn't eaten or drunk for days in my care, and still it runs this fast?"
"Is this a return to form?"
"But even with a return to form, it wouldn't be this intense."
Defeating the white dragon defies simple explanations like a return of form.
At this moment, the stable owner even wondered if this old horse had become enlightened and was just pretending to be dumb in his care.
But that wasn't what drove him most frantic.
Because he had just bet 500,000 and lost it all.
He sold this horse for only 5,000, thinking he'd gotten a deal.
He never expected that this horse would cost him 500,000 in losses!
Damn it!
"Next, after a 5-minute break, we'll proceed with the second race."
"The distance remains 1800 meters."
"And the next contestants include last year's annual champion, our legendary horse, Shandian!"
"So, it will be a showdown between Pursuing Wind and Shandian." Wang Zhigang's voice echoed throughout the venue.
Actually, the rules of the racetrack were quite simple.
If Pursuing Wind had lost the earlier race and the white dragon won, today would have been just an ordinary race.
However, since the white dragon lost, naturally, the next to appear was Shandian, who was even stronger than the white dragon.
When Shandian was led out by a beautiful horse trainer, the entire racetrack erupted in excitement again.
This was an extraordinarily magnificent Mongolian horse, with a lightning-shaped white pattern on its forehead, so it was named Shandian.
Perhaps feeling the atmosphere of the racetrack, Shandian appeared somewhat excited as soon as it came out, with its front legs occasionally rising high.
Wang Zhigang: "As per our usual practice, the race will start in 5 minutes. Please place your bets."
When he finished speaking, a QR code appeared again on the big screen on the stage.
However, this time, many of the attendees seemed hesitant and not as straightforward as before.
Pursuing Wind's ability to beat the white dragon was proof of its prowess.
But this time Pursuing Wind's opponent is Shandian, and Pursuing Wind had already raced a match just now.
Meanwhile, Shandian was well-rested, ready to go.
So, while they were inclined to bet on Pursuing Wind, they ultimately hesitated.
However, since the betting time was only 5 minutes, after a moment of hesitation, everyone started to place their bets.
Once the screen switched back to the racetrack, everyone started to get nervous again.
Simultaneously, Shandian, Pursuing Wind, and several other horses were led to the starting line.
Shandian frequently glanced at Pursuing Wind, its eyes full of provocation.
Clearly, it knew Pursuing Wind would be its only rival.
"Bang!"
With the sound of the starting gun.
Seven horses instantly darted out.
Despite only seven horses, they created the feeling of a galloping herd.
Shandian, worthy of last year's annual champion title, sped off at a terrifying speed!
In just a few seconds, it had put ten body lengths between itself and the six horses behind.
But Pursuing Wind seemed to have awakened, trailing behind Shandian steadily, without widening the gap.
"This horse is quite something."
In a luxurious box above the grandstand, Zhao Siqian held a large cigar, looking out of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, with a playful smile on his handsome face.
His gaze was like looking at a peerless beauty.
"This horse is truly strange." An elderly man beside Zhao Siqian, after observing for a while, said, "Young Master Qian, if I'm not mistaken, this horse should be an Akhal-Teke, also known as a blood-sweating horse."
Zhao Siqian's eyes lit up: "Are there really blood-sweating horses?"
The old man nodded: "Yes, the legendary horses have nearly 3000 years of history."
"They have been passed down to today, their bloodline still exists, but it's very rare."
"Moreover, they must be pure-blooded blood-sweating horses."
"These horses not only have incredible speed but also great endurance. They are very spiritual, almost having opened spiritual wisdom, with Celestial Eye, able to see things unseen at night."
"Protecting a region and bringing peace."
"There's also a saying among the people about the Horse Immortal."
The more Zhao Siqian listened, the more excited he became, his eyes full of fervor.
"Uncle Kang, after the race, find the owner of this horse, I want to meet him!"