"Buzz!"

I have to say that Kong Xuan, the quasi-saint, is a quasi-saint, and he is a horseshoe...

Nonsense, quasi-saints have the ability to understand the sky and the earth. It is of course extremely simple to be a gadget that is not even a spiritual treasure!

An iron knife was gently moved by Kong Xuan's fingers and suddenly dissolved, turning into iron, and then it turned into the shape of a horseshoe outlined by Di Xin.

"But that's the case?"

After Kong Xuan finished, he pushed the horseshoe to Di Xin and asked.

"Not bad! Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, big...awesome..."

Emperor Xin looked at the horseshoe and wanted to say "big talent", but when he said that when he said that, he felt that because of such a trivial matter, he praised a quasi-saint as a great talent. I was afraid that it was not a praise, but more like a humiliation, so he hurriedly changed his words and bowed.

"Hmph, just a few small things, just use them to do yours."

Kong Xuan brushed his hand and the horse's hooves fell into Di Xin's palm. Then he put his hands behind him, looking light and gentle, but he couldn't hide his pride in his eyes.

Awesome!

That’s right, our Kong Xuan, the first peacock in the sky and under the ground, is so great!

"Come here, find a horse, burn this thing red, nail it to the horse's shoulder, and then pour water on the cold!"

While making arrangements, Di Xin glanced at Kong Xuan's small expressions, and couldn't help but move slightly in his heart. He thought to himself, is this Kong Xuan Zhunsheng a type who is soft but not hard and likes to praise him? But he is too introverted and does not show it, so when he hears a sound of greatness, he is so proud?!

"Here!" At the same time, after hearing the sound, the soldier immediately held the horseshoe and was about to nail it to the horseshoe. But after just taking two steps, he saw the sharp thorns, and hurriedly turned around, looked at Di Xin, and said, "Master, this will not nail the horseshoe, right?"

"There are all thick layers on the horseshoe like our nails. I'm afraid that the nails will break, so do what I said!"

Emperor Xin waved his hand casually, and was speechless.

The prehistoric human race blindly worships ghosts and gods, and lacks the spirit of inquiry. There is a very thick and thick layer of cuticle on the horse's hooves that are the same as the human nails. The horseshoe will crack, just like the human race uses fingernails excessively. Nailing the horseshoe is equivalent to bringing a layer of finger protection, which is naturally much more convenient.

This is actually an extremely simple principle. Unfortunately, these human races only know how to worship ghosts and gods, but do not explore these things.

What he had to do was to reverse the minds of these people and let them understand what the daily use of the people is the use of the saints!

"Yes..." The soldiers nodded in a hurry when they heard the sound, and then arranged the horseshoes as Emperor Xin said.

"Left Prime Minister, King Wucheng, let's discuss how to compete? Why not choose two people, let them ride horses, ride along the uphill mountain road, ride to the pine tree, and then turn back. Whoever knight comes back first will win! Of course, there is a premise that you cannot use any hands and feet, and you cannot fight at the horse!"

At this moment, Di Xin turned his head to look at Bigan and Huang Feihu and said lightly.

"Not right!" Bigan shook his head without thinking, and then said, "This Xuanfeng Army is all your confidants of the king. They are afraid they will cheat. I suggest that King Wucheng will take the battle personally and compare it with that soldier to see who can see faster."

Huang Feihu nodded vigorously without thinking, agreeing with Bigan's statement.

"King Wucheng is a prince. Are you afraid of ruining your reputation when competing with the soldiers?" Emperor Xin pretended to be pondering and said.

"Of course not. This is a bet. When the bet, there is no identity." Huang Feihu waved his hands repeatedly and said.

Bigan also showed a thoughtful and playful smile, and felt that Di Xin was so resistant, probably because he wanted to cheat with the loyalty of his soldiers to him.

"This... OK..." Emperor Simba couldn't Huang Feihu personally go on the battlefield. After getting this definite answer, he immediately pretended to be difficult, nodded, and then said, "Then, let's start?"

"As the king's orders!"

Bigan and Huang Feihu looked at each other, and then, each other's eyes showed a strong look of pride.

The two of them will definitely win this bet!

"Then, let's start!" But at this moment, Di Xin suddenly shook his sleeves, put his hands behind him, his eyes full of contempt, looking down at Bigan and Huang Feihu, and said lightly: "Right Prime Minister, King Wucheng, are you ready to lose?!"

Although this sound was not big, the domineering aura in it was unparalleled, making people feel shocked.

King, it’s so majestic!

Daji's eyes were even more intoxicated. Looking at the tall figure of Emperor Xin, the small stars in his eyes shone into a colorful starry sky.

"We lose? You may have forgotten that I, King Wucheng's mansion, have been riding and shooting for generations, and I am the top of the Da Shang hunting list for years. I am skilled in bows and horses. This time, I will definitely win!"

When Huang Feihu heard this, he chuckled, jumped his body, and rode steadily on the horse. This clean and neat hand immediately ushered in a low cheer.

Huang Feihu straightened his waist and raised his chest, looking proudly, and his eyes secretly glanced at the position of the Five-Colored Divine Cow, hoping that the Five-Colored Divine Cow could see his heroic appearance and change his mind. Unfortunately, what he saw was the Five-Colored Divine Cow lying on the ground, not even looking at him, with big watery eyes, looking at Emperor Xin admiringly.

"For Niu Niu! Di Xin, you will lose today!"

Huang Feihu looked at this and felt so painful in his heart. He gritted his teeth and made a secret oath.

At the same time, the soldier also rode a war horse and stood side by side with Huang Feihu.

"start!"

Seeing this, Emperor Xin immediately shouted.

In an instant, two horses immediately came out one after another. It has to be said that Huang Feihu still had some skills. He lowered his body on the horse's back and rushed forward like a sharp arrow from the string. Soon, he threw the Xuanfeng soldier far behind him.

"King Wucheng! Will win!"

Seeing this, Bigan raised his fists and applauded Huang Feihu repeatedly. His tone was excited, and his mind was already filled with diligence after the gambling game ended.

Emperor Xin looked at this scene and chuckled repeatedly. This is a mountain road, which is comparable to the later journey, not the first half. The faster Huang Feihu is, the faster he loses later.

Sure enough, the two horses soon arrived at the mountain road. Huang Feihu's horse was obviously not right at this moment, and its speed slowed down, especially when its footsteps fell on the gravel, which slowed down a lot; but the horses riding by the soldier of the Xuanfeng Army were like flat ground, with horseshoes loaded with horseshoes, landed on the gravel. The stones were either split into pieces or splashed in all directions, without any delay.

A little later, when he arrived down the mountain, the soldier of the Xuanfeng Army had already surpassed Huang Feihu, and left him behind, leaving a horse. Seeing this, Huang Feihu was very anxious and whipped his horse, hoping to catch up.

"Crack...boom..."

But the more anxious he was, the harder the horse became. Soon, with a muffled sound, the horse's hooves broke into two halves from the middle, blood was gushing, and Huang Feihu fell to the ground from the horse, falling to the ground with a dirt face.

Immediately afterwards, when he saw that the horse of the Xuanfeng soldier was getting farther and farther away, he was even more sad and angry. He raised his fist and smashed it heavily on the ground, blood was everywhere, and it spilled on the ground.

However, in his eyes, in addition to anger, he was even more confused!

Why did he lose?!

The soldier's riding skills were obviously not as good as his!

Could it be that because Di Xin, a tyrant and foolish monarch, had a nailed iron shoe under the horse's hooves?!

The horse of Xuanfeng Army was already galloping back, and it was beyond measure. When it approached, the horse neighed and jumped up, with iron palms under its hooves, and the cold light shone brightly!

"I lost... I actually lost again... King Wucheng is not as good as a slave..."

Bigan stared at the scene in front of her, and the disbelief in her eyes almost turned into substance.

This scene was completely beyond his expectations. He could not understand at all. How could the good horse become so strong after wearing a pair of iron shoes that he could actually defeat Huang Feihu, who was proficient in riding, and be defeated by the side of the road!

But there is no doubt that all of this shows something as sure as a matter of course, that is:
Chapter completed!