Horse Racing (Continued)

The instant the starting pistol went off, Zhang Bo's pupils contracted sharply. He kicked his heels, and the black horse shot across the starting line.

"Come on!"

The spectators who had gathered at the commotion, along with both teams, burst into loud cheers.

"Come on! Come on! Eldest Brother, come on!"

After shouting himself hoarse a few times, Zhuge Yun grabbed Zhao Luzheng's arm. "Little Fourth, who's in the lead?"

Zhao Luzheng froze, then narrowed his eyes and tried to make it out.

"It's the other team's contestant."

Xiao Xiao said calmly.

"Huh?!"

"What?!"

Zhuge Yun and Zhao Luzheng stared in disbelief. They'd thought that with the other guy's build, Eldest Brother would obviously be far ahead.

But the result was the opposite of what they'd expected.

So much for not judging a book by its cover.

Zhuge Yun and Zhao Luzheng exchanged a glance, then started shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Eldest Brother, come on! Eldest Brother, come on!"

If a contestant who didn't even look that strong could give Eldest Brother such a hard time, what about the contestants who came after him?

This was the match they had the best chance of winning.

So, "Eldest Brother, come on!"

"Master Xiao, your classmate still needs to win one more match."

Wang Tong walked over to Xiao Xiao and said in a low voice.

Just like Zhang Bo and the others, he was already certain that Master Xiao's side would win.

That meant Zhang Bo and his teammates still needed to win at least one of their three matches to take this competition.

After all, Young Master Yao had said earlier that even a draw would count as a win for Master Xiao's side.

Wang Tong then realized that in