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"Each rider has different riding skills and levels, and the horse's personality and age are different. Therefore, whether the cooperation between partners is natural is the highest standard of the competition. The change of fast and slow steps is the most basic of dressage, and it is also the most important indicator of skill and tacit understanding. s project."

The host said impassionedly: "The rider uses his hands, legs, and overall instructions to tell the horse what action to make next. Oh, this silent cooperation is so elegant that it is heartbreaking. Of course, of course, we all know, fast and slow There are also many complex changes in steps, but we are different from the outside world. We pay more attention to the tacit understanding between the rider and the horse than the skills. "

"Skills are something that ordinary horses need to learn hard. Our Icelandic horses are the best horses in the world. Elegance and dancing are imprinted in the blood of all horses. Every horse is incomparable from the moment it is born!"

The host's voice suddenly rose, he opened his hands, raised his head, and closed his eyes slightly in intoxication, as if waiting for the audience's applause. However, only some contestants gave him sparse applause, and most people were absent-minded.

"Twenty-nine, thirty...Oh my god, I was right, there are only thirty groups left."

Someone's voice trembled. It was a mess and no one noticed it. When the host read out the rules just now, he asked the ten pairs of partners to stand in a row, and the others stood in order according to the numbers on the back of the riders' uniforms. At this time, someone keenly discovered that the total number of all the partners present was only Enough to stand in three rows!

And it only takes a little calculation to calculate that when the Dream Chasers and Lizard Dukes have both become hunters, and excluding the number of people who died in these days, the ten brigades and tour guides at the scene totaled 79 people. At the beginning of the game, the devil The horned masked hunter shot and killed one, leaving seventy-eight people to form thirty-nine pairs.

And just now the hunter in the dragon scale mask shot and killed another West Ender. After his death, his partner will naturally not be able to participate in the next competition. There should be thirty-eight pairs left.

But now there are only thirty pairs left! In other words, a full sixteen people lost their qualifications in the first round! They were either lost in the tree wall maze, or they were unlucky enough not to find any costume and accumulated three disqualifications, or... they were secretly killed by a polar bear.

When a hunter kills someone, the sound of gunshots is deafening and can be heard no matter how far away they are. However, polar bears only use their claws to kill people, but their sneak attacks are silent, just like ghost assassins that people cannot guard against. The worst thing is that under this mask, the passengers don't know the specific casualties in their team. Even Miao Fangfei doesn't know if Dan Lin and the others are still alive. After all, the spiritual mind Gu is limited.

Only the tour guide knows how many passengers in his team died.

"Father, pray for my sailors."

Yuntianhe, who was dressed in costume, stood in position nine and heard the ghost captain next to him whisper. His tone sounded no different from before, but Yun Tianhe could taste a certain solemnity.

Someone in the team died? The Ghost Captain team is full of EastEnders and Icelandic horses, which means there is a good chance that a polar bear is taking advantage of the chaos while looking for costumes? Yun Tianhe can roughly guess who it is. The first session is like an appetizer. Those who are too cautious and timid and stick together will not die. Those who have self-knowledge and follow the large army will not die. Those who are strong and capable of self-protection will not die. They will only be stupid, careless, greedy fools who are not particularly talented.

"I will pray for them."

Yuntianhe said warmly, but he didn't care about this. This is a screening, and some people haven't fully seen the situation yet and should have been eliminated long ago.

"I couldn't speak during the game."

Yun Tianhe was analyzing the clues and rules contained in the host's words, which was actually very clear. In dressage, the rider does not direct the horse through verbal commands, but through various body language. To put it simply, he cannot speak, but he must have tacit cooperation.

The better the rider, the better he can control the horse to complete various dance steps with the smallest changes in movements. Whether the rider is experienced and whether the horse is obedient are the key points of this assessment.

"It's not difficult."

A2 said, he was holding Yun Tianhe's shoulders, his fingertips moved slightly, and a little flickering light of soul poured into Yun Tianhe's earrings. Using souls as a bridge, they can communicate spiritually. And his method of manipulating souls is extremely sophisticated. Even if the host is standing not far from the first row, he cannot detect their little movements and is still chattering:

“…The best state in dance steps is natural and gentle. Only when the horse cooperates with people from the heart can the movements made be graceful and entertaining enough. Whether the horse and the human can be integrated in the performance is the key to the fusion of equestrianism. The essential."

That’s a lot to say.

Yin Guangyuan murmured in his heart. He had been trying to remember what the host said, but the more he talked, the more he talked. He remembered that Yin Guangyuan's head was spinning, and he felt that the scoring standards mentioned by the host were very subjective. What does it mean to be natural and soft? What does it mean for a horse to cooperate with people from the heart? How can the judges know what the horse is thinking? Do not make jokes--

"Then now, before you walk fast and slow, you Icelandic horses, please dig out your own hearts."

Then Yin Guangyuan heard the host smile and say, and as he finished speaking, the attendants who had been dining before came out of the darkness and worked together to move a long white table. A waitress laid a snow-white tablecloth on the dining table, and a male waiter took out stacks of wooden dinner plates from a basket. They were arranged in three rows, like people standing in line, ten in a row.

"Okay, put your hearts on the dinner plate - ah, of course, this is not about using your hearts as a late-night snack."

The host laughed and told a joke that was not funny: "This is an ash wood dinner plate. It will tell the referee the tacit understanding between your partners."

"It comes from you."

When the host handed a wooden table knife to rider No. 1, people fell into a brief silence, disbelief, and doubted their ears before they were convinced that what the host said was not a joke.

He really wanted the Icelandic horse to dig out his heart! And the host handed the knife to the rider - after all, how can a horse have hands? Of course it was the rider who did this. However, many partners are randomly combined, and they have never met each other before, so how can they deliver this kind of trust! At this moment, many 'Iceland Horses' discovered to their horror that they could no longer speak.

Just like a real horse.

"laugh."

There was a sarcastic cold scoff. At the same time when most people fell into anxiety, conflict and confusion, when Rider No. 1 was hesitant and her hands were weak, Icelandic Horse No. 1 did not hesitate to bump her shoulder and let the tip of the knife hit her. Touched the chest. Rider No. 1 stopped immediately, and Miranda swore her knife didn't even scratch Roger's tuxedo.

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But a red heart jumped out and landed on the tip of the knife. It was still beating, crystal clear, like a red gem, covered with black vein-like veins, looking magnificent and beautiful. Evil, glowing red in the darkness, like a ball of flame.

The moment the heart was dug out, the Icelandic horse No. 1 truly turned into a snow-white horse.

"It's a beautiful heart, strong and powerful. I saw it burning like a flame. It's such a lively pony."

The host commented, transferred the heart to the first plate, then accepted the heart and transferred it to the first plate: "Okay, the partner who handed in the heart can go to the beach to play fast and slow. The next step is the competition.”

He handed the knife to partner No. 2. No. 2 hesitated and held the handle of the knife, but suddenly pulled his hand back with a cry of pain. He saw that his hand was burned and had a series of blisters. This was not like a wooden knife. The knife actually looks like a soldering iron.

"There is a high probability that this is not a unique property of the knife, but a property of the heart of the last Icelandic horse."

Bai Xiaosheng's commentary voice sounded in the live broadcast room, and with his words, the second rider finally made up his mind to dig out a heart from the chest of his partner's Icelandic horse. Sure enough, unlike the previous red heart, Icelandic Horse No. 2’s heart was half red and half black and purple, and the veins on both sides resembled the patterns on butterfly wings.

The third rider with the knife turned green - he was poisoned.

"It's not so much a heart as it is the crystallization of the power of the Icelandic horse."

Bai Xiaosheng saw the essence of heart-breaking: "This is depriving power, depriving will, and transforming into an animal personality... Before the heart is put back into the chest, they can only be a real Icelandic horse."

"From man to horse."

When he said this, Bai Xiaosheng's tone was rare and dignified. Not just him, almost all the top tourists and tour guides who watched the live broadcast looked unhappy.

"Animal personality, it's only the third day and the hotel has done this??"

"The first night was a physical injury, the second night was a mental breakdown, and the third night was progressive. This is it."

Someone smiled bitterly: "On the bright side, if the hotel does this, there will probably be no more night duels in the next four days."

The middle and low-level tourist guides are not aware of the seriousness of the problem, and are still having a heated discussion about whether No. 1 is Guide C or No. 2 is Guide C. The fiery heart corresponds to Vulcan, and the heart like a butterfly corresponds to the Maria butterfly fragment. Guide C But the man who opened up the journey to the 30th North Latitude! At first, most people thought that No. 1 was Director C because he turned into a pure white horse, but then Icelandic Horse No. 2 turned into a horse, and it was also pure white.

Apparently the gowns make them just white horses and they all look exactly the same.

"Is it dangerous to have a beastly personality?"

In the screening hall of the Mutual Aid Alliance, when many people were discussing who their vice-speaker was, Taoist Feng asked cautiously in a low voice. Taoist Half-Life looked very ugly.

"It's not just about danger."

Taoist Half Life stared at the live broadcast screen and saw Rider No. 5 neatly picking out a pure black heart from his partner's chest. This heart doesn't look good, it's a bit shriveled, like an old vegetable peel that has lost its moisture. But Taoist Banming breathed a sigh of relief. This was Yu Xiangyang's heart. And judging from his partner's sword skills, there are some shadows of An Xuefeng.

Rider No. 5 is either Bingyi or Wei Xun.

This made Taoist Ban Ming finally feel relieved. They were always measured, which put him in a good mood to reply: "Beast transformation, tsk, how can I put it, this can easily lead to split personality."

This is different from a mental breakdown where the SAN value plummets. In a small way, this can even be regarded as a title, such as the Silver Moon Killer with dual identities. Speaking more broadly, this is the only way to split the person in charge.

"Look, the first step is to deprive yourself of power and try to reduce the impact of power as much as possible. The second step should be to deprive you of your thinking..."

The half-life Taoist pouted and saw that he had just arrived at the fourteenth group, and his partner No. 1, who was the first to compete in the fast and slow steps, had already returned from the competition! In fact, this competition is not too dangerous. It requires riders to control Icelandic horses and walk on the waves with regular changes of fast and slow steps. Once the rhythm is not grasped or the steps are wrong, they will sink into the sea (Feng Taoist:? This is really not dangerous. ?)

Every time they make a mistake, a part of it will be swallowed up by the waves, from the horse's hooves to the horse's legs to the horse's body and neck. Of course, such a partner will be disqualified and eliminated, but the first group of partners did not even get the horse's hooves wet, almost Completed this set of steps perfectly and almost got full marks.

After praising the Icelandic horses for obeying from the bottom of their hearts, the host raised the bar and asked them to think in sync.

He handed over a strange, round knife, like a medieval craniotomy knife, and asked the rider to help the Icelandic horse hand over its brain.

"See, this is mind deprivation."

Taoist Ban Ming pointed at the live broadcast screen and said seriously: "If you continue to exploit step by step, sooner or later you will... huh??"

His voice suddenly stopped, and he opened his eyes in shock. He saw in the live broadcast that Rider No. 1 touched the forehead of the Icelandic horse with a prop, but it did not dig out the brain!

Why does this No. 1 Icelandic horse have no brain? ?

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