I was reborn as the villain

Chen Zhimo combed the horse's fur carefully, and found that it really had cloud-like hair patterns, which had been covered up by a sloppy sound before.

Chen Zhimo became more and more sure of the horse's origin. He touched the center of the horse's eyebrows before, and found that there were horn bones between the eyebrows that had not yet grown.

Chen Zhimo was overjoyed, he didn't expect to meet a magical creature that was a hybrid of two different animals in the racecourse.

Chen Zhimo patted the horse, threw a few spiritual herbs to it, and then called the racecourse steward himself. After some inquiries, he realized that this horse was a wild horse that came from somewhere. Seeing that it was small and powerful, They simply fed them in the horse farm.

"Let's go."

Chen Zhimo opened the fence of the racecourse, led out the black horse, got on the horse, and left in the dust.

The black horse seemed to have been reborn, running wildly all the way, with a gleam in its eyes, changing its previous decadent look.

"Ma'er, from today on, you will be called Shaying."

"ssssssssssssssssssssssssssss~~"

Shaying stopped, raised his front hooves and kicked in the air, making a long neighing sound, as if he liked the name very much.

"Go, go back to the school arena, and let the world see your shadowy demeanor."

When they returned to the school arena and saw Chen Zhimo riding a black horse that was not too tall and not too dirty, everyone including the little emperor showed strange expressions.

When Chen Zhimo got off his horse, the little emperor rushed up, and whispered: "If you don't want to take over Yu Ben's army, sir, just say so, why would you want to use this horse to do something dangerous?"

Chen Zhimo smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, don't underestimate my shadow."

After speaking, he led the horse and walked up to Zhou Zhengchong and the others, "Captain Zhou, let's go up the mountain to compete."

Zhou Zhengchong pointed at Shaying: "Are you sure you want to ride this horse?"

Chen Zhimo nodded, and led the horse up the mountain.

Zhou Zhengchong shook his head, thinking that he was really messing around, and he was not worried about Chen Zhimo's safety. He thought that such an insignificant horse would not dare to jump off the edge of a cliff.

Chen Zhimo, Zhou Zhengchong and others climbed up from the small path, and the little emperor and the rest of the soldiers gradually moved to a place with a wide view at the foot of the mountain. From here, one could just see the deep moat on the top of the mountain.

Not long after, a figure appeared on the top of the mountain.

Everyone got on their horses.

Chen Zhimo shouted: "The competition begins."

Chen Zhimo and Zhou Zhengchong didn't move, and the rest rode their horses and galloped towards the deep ditch.

The mountain wind was so strong that it chilled people's hearts. These people rode their horses to the edge of the cliff, and each of them pulled the reins tightly to rein in their horses. Looking at the distant opposite hillside, they really didn't have the guts to ride across.

They would rather die in battle than risk their lives here.

It's not that no one has the guts, it's just that people have guts, but the horse doesn't. The horse stops and doesn't want to jump into the deep ditch no matter how much the master whips it.

Chen Zhimo and Zhou Zhengchong looked at each other, and at the same time they slapped the horse's ass with a whip, "Drive!"

The two horses shot out like arrows off the string, at an astonishingly fast speed.

Zhou Zhengchong was a little surprised that Chen Zhimo's short black horse could have such explosive power, and the speed of the two was not the same.

As he got closer to the edge of the cliff, Chen Zhimo showed a resolute expression, showing no sign of retreating timidly, and shouted, "Shaying, show off your might."

Shaying seemed to understand Chen Zhimo's words, his speed increased sharply, and he galloped towards the cliff, throwing Zhou Zhengchong back by a horse's distance.

The people at the bottom of the mountain saw Chen Zhimo leaping up on Shaying, looking majestic over the deep moat, followed by Zhou Zhengchong, who was so courageous that he also jumped up on horseback.

The two men and two horses flew into the deep ravine, facing the cold winter wind, and flew towards the cliff on the other side.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain clenched their fists, everyone was extremely nervous, and their hearts were clenched tightly.

Chen Zhimo, one man and one horse, turned into sharp arrows that broke through the cold wind and the sky, and stabbed towards the opposite cliff.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was no problem for Chen Zhimo to jump over the deep ditch, but Zhou Zhengchong was a little overwhelmed.

Sure enough, Zhou Zheng's forward momentum gradually weakened, and the momentum of his fall became more and more obvious. At the critical moment, Chen Zhimo turned around and threw out his horsewhip, shouting: "Catch it."

Zhou Zhengchong didn't care too much, he jumped on the back of the horse, and firmly grabbed the whip that Chen Zhimo handed over.

Shaying could have landed safely and successfully, but was suddenly pulled by Zhou Zhengchong, and his body couldn't bear the weight of two people and suddenly fell.

Fortunately, Shaying's front hooves had already stepped on the opposite ground at this time, and at this moment, his hind hooves were pedaling desperately on the smooth cliff.

With two people on it, it was too much effort for the young Shaying Horse. Even though it tried its best, it couldn't stop its body from sliding into the deep ditch.

The people watching from the bottom of the mountain were already sweating nervously in the cold wind, and their hearts were almost in their throats. Everyone was staring closely at the two men on the cliff.

"Shaying, don't give up."

Chen Zhimo cheered up Shaying with a loud shout.

There was a flash of light in Shaying's eyes, and the blood in his body surged wildly. His hind hooves seemed to be stepping on the clouds and mist in the void, so as to buffer the downward momentum, and then he kicked into the cliff suddenly. A powerful force erupted everywhere, leading the two of them to jump up the cliff.

At this time, Shaying's hind hoof was also injured, and the blood was flowing, but Shaying didn't care about it at all, and made a long cry, and Shaying became famous from then on.

Chen Zhimo was also shocked into a cold sweat. If Shaying was really powerless at the last moment, he could only give up Shaying. Fortunately, Shaying did not live up to his expectations, and even awakened his soul at the critical moment. Divine powers.

Coming down the mountain, Zhou Zhengchong knelt down towards Chen Zhimo: "Thank you, General Chen, for saving your life."

Chen Zhimo hurriedly helped Zhou Zhengchong up, "Weiwei Zhou is serious. It's just a competition. It's not good if someone dies. It's a pity for Captain Zhou's horse, alas."

Zhou Zhengchong also looked sadly at the deep moat. The horse had been with him for many years, so he had some feelings.

Zhou Zhengchong waved his sadness, cupped his fists and said, "General Chen, I'm convinced."

Zhou Zhengchong was convinced from the bottom of his heart. Chen Zhimo not only had great courage and excellent riding skills, but also sacrificed his life to save himself at a critical moment. Thinking of his disdain for Chen Zhimo before, he felt a little ashamed.

Chen Zhimo arranged for people to take Shaying to treat the wounds, and then said to the soldiers: "There must be more than one competition. It was just a competition of bravery. Now let's compete in martial arts."

Chen Zhimo brought a bow and arrow from the side: "Yujiying is famous for its archery skills, so let me compare the archery skills with you."

At this time, someone lifted the target up, but Chen Zhimo waved his hand: "What's the point of shooting dead objects, let's carry it down."

After finishing speaking, Chen Zhimo ordered someone to take a leaping deer and tied a bell to its ear.