"Xi Lulu..."
The black horse, having taken two punches from Yang Ge, winced in pain and crazily carried Yang Ge back and forth along the lake embankment, braving the wind and the rain. Sometimes it would rear up, trying to throw Yang Ge off its back, while its hooves, as large as sea bowls, landed in the mud, producing a muffled sound akin to a huge leather drum.
Yang Ge’s long legs were clamped tightly around the horse’s belly, riding it as if he had taken root on its back, letting it buck and run wild. Only when it had run a bit too far would he cunningly twist the horse’s head around.
The crowd in front of the lakeside cabin watched the struggle between man and horse, unable to turn away...
After a full hour of this tussle, the black horse finally slowed down, breathing heavily, but from the stubbornness in its loud snorts and the spit flying in all directions, one could tell that it was just tired, not subdued.
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Yang Ge dismounted and, grabbing the reins, pulled the horse’s face close to his own, the two of them staring into each other’s eyes.
The black horse stiffened its neck and twisted its face, baring a set of white, fierce teeth at Yang Ge—its vicious look tinged with a touch of unruliness, as if to say, ’If you dare, remove my muzzle, and you’ll see I’ll put on quite the show!’
Yang Ge saw clearly that the beast’s mouth was filled mostly with the fangs typically found in carnivores!
"Had enough?"
He seemed to ignore the ferocity in its gaze, gently caressing its face as he asked with a smile.
"Pfft..."
The black horse shook its head, spraying a mouthful of saliva at Yang Ge.
Yang Ge stepped to the side, calmly dodging the spray.
"Very good, full of energy!"
With a smile, he once again caressed the horse’s face and said, "You’ve had your fun, now it’s my turn, you know!"
With that, he stepped forward, crouched down close to the horse’s belly, slipped a hand under and gripped it from underneath, pressed his shoulder against the horse’s belly, and using a soft strength, hoisted it into the air.
The black horse’s hooves dangled in mid-air, bewilderedly turning its head toward Yang Ge as if asking, ’What are you trying to do?’
Yang Ge just smiled: "Hold tight, I’m starting now..."
Having said that, he charged forward, sprinting along the dike where the black horse had just been frolicking, his legs creating a blur of afterimages.
"Xi Lulu..."
Once again, the black horse whinnied, but this time, it was not a cry of anger, but rather one of terror.
It struggled desperately but could not escape Yang Ge’s clutches no matter what.
"Hahaha... Not exhilarating enough for you?"
Yang Ge laughed heartily: "Just wait, I’m going to show you a real trick!"
With those words, he twisted around toward Lake Hongze, took a determined step forward that collapsed the ground beneath him, spun around in a circle, and flung the black horse on his shoulder out toward the lake surface.
The black horse soared over two meters high, tracing a smooth arc in mid-air before crashing into the mirror-like surface of the lake, with its terrified legs straightened and its head thrown back towards the sky, afraid to look down...
A phantom passed by, and Yang Ge’s figure appeared beneath the black horse just as it was about to crash onto the surface of Lake Hongze, stretching his right arm out gently to catch it. His feet sunk slightly into the lake, dissipating the massive force of its fall, and then once again, he hoisted it onto his shoulders and began to dash back and forth across the lake, as if frolicking.
As he ran, he laughed and called out, "Baby, enjoying it?"
The black horse suddenly came to its senses, furiously struggling and neighing in rage, "You despicable biped, let go, release your lord!"
"Still not having fun? Then let’s continue!"
With a forceful kick that shattered the lake’s surface, he once again twisted his body and flung the black horse into the air.
"Hee-lee-lee..."
"Come hug!"
"Hee-le..."
"Lift you high!"
"Hee..."
The crowd in front of the wooden house could only watch as a phantom flitted back and forth over the lake, tossing the black horse through the air like a sandbag.
From the initial anger and struggle, where the black horse tensed up like steel, it quickly transformed into a lump of clay being molded by the fleeting shadow, no longer daring to even make a sound.
Wu Eryong, who had suffered no small amount of trouble at the hand of the mystical beast, now felt a mixture of vindication and admiration upon witnessing this scene, and said in awe, "Young Master, is this what the world of the strong is like?"
Standing by his side, Li Jincheng clenched his fists in shock, murmuring with a mix of envy, jealousy, and hatred, "This guy, he really is more beastly than a beast!"
On the other side, Shen Fa heard his voice, snapped back to reality, and murmured disdainfully to Liu Dongjun, "Even treating a beast seriously, how petty must this fellow be?"
Liu Dongjun was taken aback, subconsciously covering his chest, and stealthily moved a step to the side.
Shen Fa: ???
Are you serious with that step back?
And what’s with you covering your chest?
What has that guy done to you?
Yang Ge didn’t care whether the black horse could take it or not. It had given him a hard time for an hour, and so he tormented it for an hour in return before carrying it ashore and dropping it with a "thud" onto the grass by the lake. He caught his breath and chuckled, "So, can you still hold up?"
The black horse’s big eyes were rolling in circles, foam dripping from its mouth and nostrils, but upon hearing the question, it still snorted defiantly, "I may not be human, but you really are a brute!"
"Oh? Still not satisfied?"
Yang Ge smiled and took a step forward, bending down to grab its limbs again.
As soon as the black horse heard the words "enjoying it," it shuddered, frantically trying to raise its head to nuzzle Yang Ge’s hand, whining in a low voice, "Boss, no more, I truly give up!"
Yang Ge smiled and gently slapped its big face away, "Wouldn’t it have been better to be sensible like this earlier?"