A Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

We still don’t know how much suffering the patriotic president went through that night.

Time flies by.

In a blink of an eye, September 25th came.

The ‘S.B.R Contest’ is about to begin!

Three hours before kickoff.

Camp horse farm.

"GO, Johnny, let us see how powerful you are!" Jero kept cheering Johnny up.

Jon then spoke, "Don't be nervous and pay attention to your breathing rhythm."

In the field.

Johnny took a deep breath and looked around.

Soon, he locked onto a good horse with reed hair in the corner.

"breathe."

Johnny muttered to himself, his chest rose and fell one after another, and a faint arc of electricity suddenly appeared on his body surface.

He pushed the wheelchair and slowly approached the target.

Ten meters, seven meters, five meters.

Close.

Getting closer!

Suddenly, Johnny's eyes flashed.

‘Uh-huh! ’

It's too late, but it's soon.

The noose in his hand stretched out like a poisonous snake, hitting the Lumao Ma's neck without any hesitation.

Johnny shouted, "Watch the move, Ripple Run!"

For this moment, he had already coated the rope with vegetable oil to enhance the ripple conductivity.

‘Xilulu! ’

The frightened Lu Mao Ma shook his head suddenly.

Its power was so great that it took the thin Johnny away!

However, this is also part of his plan.

The breathing rhythm suddenly changes, and new energy is born again. Johnny pulled hard, and his body flew towards the back of the horse.

With a 'bang', he fell down hard.

There was no time to cry out in pain. The ferocious-looking Johnny turned around and hugged Lu Maoma tightly around his neck.

"Yah!" Jero suddenly cheered.

Jon patiently guided: "Steady! Don't mess up your breathing rhythm!"

"Huhu."

Johnny was breathing heavily, his face showing exhaustion.

However, his eyes were so bright, as if burning a flame that would never go out!

One person and one horse, the situation is deadlocked.

This is a competition of patience and a clash of wills.

Horses leap.

Ripples flow.

After more than two hours of tossing, the unruly Lumao Liangma was completely impressed by Johnny and lowered his head honestly.

Seeing this, Jero was overjoyed.

Jon also smiled sincerely.

Look at each other.

They both whistled at the same time.

‘Ta-ta-ta-ta! ’

dusty.

Two fast horses, one black and one chestnut, arrived one after another.

Jon and Gerald got on their horses.

"Let's go! It's time to go!"

"GO, Johnny, GO! GO!"

Hearing this, Johnny weakly raised his hand.

Straightening up, he looked at the backs of the two galloping horses, struggled to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and murmured: "Johnny, this is your only chance in this life.

So, don’t fall behind. "

The sky is filled with colorful ribbons and the ground is covered with flowers.

"Dear guests, if it is convenient, please board the train with the reporters and judges." Stephen Steele, the organizer of the 'S.B.R. Competition', said with a smile on his face, "There are all kinds of black tea, meals and red wine on the train. For your enjoyment.”

After speaking, he personally distributed the binoculars to everyone present.

'when! when! when! ’

At this moment, the minute hand of the clock tower pointed to 'twelve'.

The next second.

A huge salute went up.

'boom. ’

The ‘STEEL BALL RUN’ competition has officially begun!

Wind blows.

Dust surges.

Both reporters and judges were shocked by the scene in front of them.

Thousands of horses galloping.

What a wild scene!

Stephen Steele smiled and explained to everyone: "Basically, there are more than 3,600 horses participating in this competition.

As shown on the map, the total distance from here to New York on the Atlantic coast is about 6,000 kilometers.

A total of nine checkpoints, including New York, were set up along the 6,000-kilometer route.

The function of these checkpoints is to confirm the "ranking of contestants", "time spent", and whether the players have committed "violations" such as swapping mounts along the way.

The distance between checkpoints is called "STAGE", and the entire game consists of nine "STAGEs"! "

Clearing his throat, he continued: "At the beginning of the competition, the contestants had to face a short-distance sprint that ended at a church 15,000 meters away.

There will also be interval winners between each "STAGE". In addition to receiving a bonus of US$10,000, these winners will also receive some additional rewards.

That’s right, that’s the “one-hour time bonus”! "

"Time Bonus", as the name suggests, is the privilege used to reduce the time spent in the race when you finally arrive at the finish line to calculate the race time.

A reporter asked: "Mr. Steele, as the organizer of the competition, you must have some promising players. Can you tell us about them?"

Stephen Steele smiled, “The players are all very capable, there is no doubt about that.

But that’s it.”

He raised five fingers and said, "From a personal standpoint, I am more optimistic about the five of them."

"The first one is Mandon Tim, a cowboy from Wyoming. He often drives 3,000 cattle for grazing distances of 4,000 kilometers!"

"The second place is Molmoud Abdel, who is from Egypt and rides a camel. He crosses the Sahara Desert three times every year!"

‘Third, the equestrian celebrity from the East, Ted Khan. He is a descendant of the Mongol emperor who conquered Eurasia, a descendant of Genghis Khan! ’

"The fourth is a talented rider who was born in the lower class of England but has made a name for himself in the aristocratic equestrian circle. Diego Brando. That guy was born for the activity of horse racing!"

"As for the fifth one."

Stephen Steele licked his slightly dry lips.

"He has been called a 'monster', a 'blood butcher', and a 'demon in human skin'. No one knows where he comes from, and no one knows his past. He is handsome, tall and burly, and his face always With a gentlemanly smile, he never leaves anyone alive.

In a duel, he even achieved the feat of defeating one against ten. Moreover, without using a pistol, he beat to death ten cowboys who dared to challenge him with his bare hands! "

'Well. ’

Stephen Still is undoubtedly a good storyteller.

Under the atmosphere, both the reporters and the judging guests swallowed involuntarily.

"Jon Joestar, I think he is the number one candidate to win this competition." Stephen Steele said with a serious expression.

It's a coincidence.

The moment he finished speaking, a dark horse stood out.

A brilliant ride!

One horse body, five horse bodies, ten horse bodies

Windbreaker hunting.

The man's speed is getting faster and faster!

It’s exactly what Stephen Steel calls the ‘number one candidate for the championship’

——Jon Joestar!

"drive!"

Jon galloped.

Completely ignoring the horse's physical strength, he kept rushing forward.

Thirty horse lengths away, Johnny and Jero rode side by side with solemn expressions.

"Johnny!"

Suddenly, Jero said: "Don't be too far away from me for a while."

Johnny said nothing and pressed his body tightly against the back of the horse.

Together, together.

The rhythm of his breathing changes with the rhythm of the horse's gallop.

When Jero saw it, he couldn't help but whistle.

Yabai, these two brothers are really interesting.

Jon can fight.

Johnny's riding skills are not good either.

Yo ho~

Teaming up with them was a smart choice.

Just thinking about it.

There was a commotion behind the two men.

Turning his head to look, he saw many horses colliding with each other, causing the contestants on the horses to fall off their horses and lose their qualifications.

Johnny was secretly glad that the strategy of going all out from the beginning was indeed the right one.

More than 3,000 horses charging at the same time will inevitably lead to such a result. Only by taking the lead can similar incidents be avoided.

Jonny isn't the only smart guy.

In the chaos, several fast horses jumped out bravely.

Johnny and Jero didn't dare to be careless and held the reins tightly.

‘Dong’ ‘Dong’ ‘Dong’

The sound of heavy hooves came from far to near.

Johnny looked back cautiously.

Good guy.

The person approaching turned out to be a camel with bulging muscles.

On top of the hump, Murmud Abdel was holding a whip in one hand and pulling the reins in the other, approaching with great momentum!

Jero clicked his tongue in displeasure.

This kind of thing is strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

If Jon hadn't said that he would handle the first stage, Uncle Jero would have hit it with an iron ball.

Reluctantly giving up his position, Jero looked a little ugly.

Murmud Abdel did not deliberately cause trouble for Jero and Jonny. He passed directly through the gap between the two and chased Jon.

There was a gust of evil wind behind him, and Jon looked back.

Yo.

An acquaintance.

Abu Dudu, if you don't set up a fortune-telling stall in Cairo, why are you here to join in the fun?

"Go away!" Murmud Abdel showed great hostility, "The first place is mine!"

Jon blinked and looked at Molmoud Abdel.

Mohmoud Abdel:? ? ?

What kind of gesture is this?

I can't understand.

But I feel a little shy.

Bah bah bah!

Will I, the warrior of the Desert Kingdom, Murmud Abdel, be bought off by such childish overtures?

With a look in his eyes, Murmud Abdel controlled the camel to hit Jon.

Jon was unmoved.

The divine horse under his crotch also showed no response.

Mulmoud Abdel thought to himself, is this kid scared to death?

did not expect.

Just before the camel was about to hit the black horse, Jon suddenly let go of the reins and slapped the camel.

'Snapped'

Do you know how much psychological harm a big slap can do to a five-year-old camel?

The Schwarzenegger-style camel was dumbfounded.

Murmud Abdel was also dumbfounded.

no

you.

Can it still be like this?

Murmud Abdel, who calls himself the 'Desert Kingdom Warrior', still refuses to give up and once again wants to rely on the camel's size advantage to knock Jon off his horse.

Jon's face sank.

You black boy are so shameless.

If you hadn't looked like an acquaintance of mine, would I have allowed you to be so presumptuous?

If you are not ruthless, you will not be able to stand firm.

Anyway, there was no one around, so Jon manifested his half-dragon form, and his pupils suddenly turned amber-gold.

The pressure of the "Blue Dragon" unfolds.

The camel that had just been slapped fell to his knees.

Um.

It literally means kneeling down.

Murmud Abdel was not aware of it for a moment and was violently thrown away.

On a train not far away, Stephen Steele put his head in his hands, looking in disbelief, "Oh God, Abdel is out!"

The others had similar expressions.

No one expected it.

Less than fifteen minutes into the match, one of the five seeded players was brutally eliminated.

Different from everyone else in the car.

Johnny and Jero both showed happy expressions.

Jero grinned even more, proudly showing off his gold teeth.

Quite capable, that guy Jon.

‘Da’ ‘Da’ ‘Da’ ‘Da’.

At this time, a brisk sound of horse hooves reached their ears.

In just four or five breaths, a figure quickly passed by.

Jero and Johnny didn't even have time to react!

‘Diego Brando’

After waiting long enough, he chose to act!

Half squatting on the horse, Diego looked like a leopard ready to attack.

The wind is howling.

Blowing his golden hair.

Sudden!

Diego changed his position and put his body as flat as possible on the horse's back.

'clatter! ''clatter! ''clatter! ''clatter! ’.

The horse's hooves are raised and it moves as fast as flying!

The distance between him and the first place has been shortened visibly to the naked eye.

"Huh, after all, he's just an amateur who relies on horsepower to run wildly." Diego chuckled inwardly, "If you just rush forward blindly and don't skimp on horsepower, when you really need to sprint in the end, that guy's horse will definitely be underpowered. "

He pursed his lips and pinched the horse's belly.

After chasing for another three or four minutes, Diego finally rode alongside Jon.

"Hey!" he shouted: "The race is a total of 6,000 kilometers, you can't make it to the finish line like this!"

Clam?

Jon was stunned.

Dio, you, a guy with big eyebrows and big eyes, are so kind-hearted?

Jon said: "I don't need you to worry about it."

Unexpectedly, Diego made a proposal with his backhand, "I said, do you want to team up with me? The two of us join forces, and when the time comes, we will share the championship prize equally!"

Oh~

Wait for me here.

Jon looked at Diego with a half-smile, "Sorry, I already have a teammate, unless you don't mind sharing the prize money equally among the four of you."

It won't work if you want to kill me.

Not even if you want my money!

Originally, Diego didn't really want to team up with Jon. He just wanted a free bodyguard because of Jon's ability. When the schedule was over, he had 10,000 ways to kill his partner.

Unexpectedly, Jon Joestar actually found two teammates first.

This is going to be difficult.

Diego remained silent.

Jon smiled, "Actually, I'm not short of money."

I'm not short of money

No shortage of money.

money!

Diego looked sharply at Jon.

As if the bumps on the horse's back didn't exist, Old God Jon said: "I think you have good riding skills, so just hang out with me and ensure that my team wins the championship. In addition to your deserved share, I will give you extra Here’s to you $50 million.”

Fifty million!

Diego felt like he was being swept away by a wave of happiness.

You know, even if you win the first place in the ‘S.B.R’ competition, the prize money is only 50 million!

Is ‘Jon Joestar’ so rich?

Staring at the other person's face, for a moment, Diego felt a strong urge to worship his adoptive father.

It would be great if he could become the adopted son of the Joestar family.

However, he is not a fool after all.

Don't believe in empty promises without guarantees.

After pondering for a moment, Diego said: "I will give you an answer to this matter after "STAGE 1" is over. "

After a pause, he deliberately added, "You may be really rich. Similarly, many people are also eyeing your money. They feel that they cannot achieve results in the competition, so they set their sights on you.

Having said that, you can take care of yourself. "

To be honest, I have started running at night and will definitely lose weight this year.