Guo Zhichao also frowned slightly. He knew a bit about this horse. Even if Lu Yang had tamed it, achieving a perfect human-horse unity at this moment was basically impossible. There had to be a period of adjustment between the rider and the horse, otherwise, there was a high chance of falling off. As for his own mount, a Xihanhongbaobao, the fastest horse on the entire racecourse, Guo Zhichao was still full of confidence.
"Can we start now?"
Guo Zhichao looked at Lu Yang and asked coldly.
"Yes!"
Lu Yang said calmly.
"Good!"
Guo Zhichao sneered and directly signaled to a subordinate to start. This subordinate often officiated races at the track and was very familiar with the rules. He explained the rules to the two for three minutes, then held a small red flag and stood before them, ready. With a quick wave of the flag, Guo Zhichao took the lead and charged forward. Lu Yang, unhurried, followed behind.
However, it was Lu Yang's first time riding a horse, especially such a spirited one, and he wasn't very skilled. Although in his dreams, Lu Yang had ridden warhorses and conquered all directions, reality was still very different from dreams. Lu Yang carefully controlled the warhorse. After the first lap, Lu Yang was already far behind Guo Zhichao. In this situation, everyone could see that the outcome was decided.
After all, with Guo Zhichao's skill, how could he possibly lose with such a significant advantage?
However, Lu Yang didn't care at all. He knew the capabilities of this warhorse; it was definitely not inferior to Guo Zhichao's horse, even if this warhorse was a bit old.
As expected, during the second lap, the warhorse sensed the iron-blooded aura from Lu Yang, as if its master had come back to life. The warhorse suddenly accelerated and galloped forward.
Everyone who saw this couldn't help but gape. What were they seeing? They saw a horse like lightning, no less than the famous steeds of ancient times.
With an unstoppable momentum, the warhorse reached its peak speed and quickly caught up to Guo Zhichao, then continued forward as if it couldn't stop.
Finally, as the warhorse completed the three laps, with Lu Yang's command of "Whoa," the warhorse collapsed on the ground.
Its last moments seemed to be waiting for Lu Yang's arrival. The warhorse, which should have retired long ago, showed everyone what the iron-blooded spirit of a warhorse was in the final moments of its life. Many horse lovers couldn't help but shed tears upon witnessing this, deeply moved by the warhorse's spirit.
Lu Yang walked up and touched the stable, feeling extremely guilty.
"Alas, brother horse, it is Lu Yang's fault. Rest assured, I will bury you in the Black Dragon Guard mausoleum because your war soul is the same as that of the Black Dragon Guards!"
Lu Yang whispered into the warhorse's ear.
"Han Xiao, cremate this warhorse and keep the ashes. When the opportunity arises, I will personally bury it!"
Lu Yang said to Han Xiao, who was standing not far away.
"Yes!"
Han Xiao readily agreed.
After saying this, Lu Yang turned his gaze to Guo Zhichao, whose eyes were vacant and disbelieving.
"You lost. Break your own legs!"
Lu Yang said coldly to Guo Zhichao.
"No... this isn't real. This must be a dream. I must be dreaming!"
"My riding skill is the best in Jiangbei City, I can't possibly lose!"
As Guo Zhichao spoke, he rode his horse and galloped away.
"Seeking death!"
Lu Yang's eyes narrowed instantly. He lunged forward, reaching Guo Zhichao in one stride, and kicked Guo Zhichao's body, knocking him off his horse.
"Han Xiao, do it!"
Lu Yang roared again. Han Xiao stepped forward, grabbed Guo Zhichao's arms, and broke them, giving Guo Zhichao no time to react.
"Ah..."
Guo Zhichao, with both arms broken, let out a loud scream. However, no one sympathized with Guo Zhichao at this moment. After all, he had requested the competition himself. Now that he had lost, he dared to renege on his promise. How could Lu Yang allow such a mere ant like Guo Zhichao to default?
Seeing this, Guo Zhiqiang, though pained, dared not say a word. It was all his incompetent younger brother's fault. Guo Zhiqiang now only hoped that Lu Yang would not extend his wrath to their Guo family, otherwise, the Guo family might be finished today.
At this moment, Guo Zhichao's secretary walked over, holding the racecourse transfer contract. As long as Lu Yang signed it, the racecourse would belong to Lu Yang.
Guo Zhiqiang immediately presented the contract respectfully to Lu Yang, saying, "Mr. Lu, this is the racecourse transfer contract. Please take a look!"
"Give it to Yiman!"
Lu Yang said indifferently.
Hearing Lu Yang's words, Guo Zhiqiang immediately handed the contract respectfully to Shen Yiman. He was extremely nervous, as he had personally led people to beat Shen Yiman before. Now that Lu Yang was doing this, it was undoubtedly giving Shen Yiman an opportunity for revenge.
After Shen Yiman read the contract, she said coldly, "This contract only transfers the racecourse to Vice President Lu, but it's not for 100% of the shares. Vice President Lu needs 100% of the shares!"
Shen Yiman sneered at Guo Zhiqiang.
Although this racecourse belonged to Guo Zhichao, Guo Zhiqiang held 40% of the shares. What Shen Yiman wanted now was to also acquire Guo Zhiqiang's 40% stake.
"What?"
Hearing this, Guo Zhiqiang, though feeling distressed, put on a show of righteous indignation and roared at Guo Zhichao's secretary, "What were you doing? I said 100% of the shares. Don't you understand what I'm saying? Go and change the contract quickly! If there are any more mistakes, you can pack your things and leave!"
"Yes, yes!"
Guo Zhichao's secretary quickly agreed and hurried to revise the contract.
"Miss Bai, do you have anything else to say?"
"Your horse just bumped into me. Compensate me twenty million, otherwise, you won't be leaving so easily today!"
Lu Yang said to Bai Jingying with a cold smile.
"Lu Yang, what the hell do you think you're doing? You kicked my precious horse to death, and now you're demanding twenty million in compensation? Are you out of your mind!"
Bai Jingying's face turned red and then pale with anger upon hearing Lu Yang's words, and she shouted loudly.
"Your horse deserved it for stubbornly crashing into me. Don't you have to pay twenty million for my emotional distress?"
Lu Yang continued to sneer.
"You..."
"Do you really think no one can deal with you? The Lingque King has already arrived in Jiangbei City. Do you know that I have a very good relationship with the new Lingque King? Let's see if you can still be so arrogant after meeting the Lingque King?"
Bai Jingying immediately gained confidence when she mentioned the Lingque King. She had recently learned from Xiao Wuji that Cheng Wanyun had arrived in Jiangbei City and had become the new Lingque King. This made Bai Jingying very excited. Coincidentally, Lu Yang had also gotten the better of her today, and Bai Jingying couldn't swallow this insult. She directly took out her phone and called Cheng Wanyun.
"Wanyun, I need your help. I'm at the racecourse in Jiangbei City. My multi-million dollar precious horse was kicked to death, and now they're demanding twenty million in compensation. Please come and help me out of this predicament!"
Bai Jingying pleaded tearfully.
"Hmm? Is there such a thing?"
"Wait for me, I'll be there right away!"
Cheng Wanyun's expression changed slightly, and she readily agreed. She got into her car and drove directly to the Jiangbei City racecourse.
"Kid, you just wait. The Lingque King will be here soon. Once the Lingque King arrives, let's see what confidence you have to brag around here!"
After hanging up the phone, Bai Jingying sneered disdainfully. Even if Lu Yang had a great background, in front of a China-level War God like the Lingque King, he would have to grovel, without even a chance to look up.