The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

This is here to steal the limelight!

He was furious.

How could there be such a shameless person?

He had only been handsome for a few seconds, but he was already deprived of his limelight by this person.

He stepped forward angrily and pushed Zhao Chuanxin away.

No push...

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and bared his teeth at him: "Don't be so petty, or I'll blast you and make you look embarrassed."

"You're looking for fucking death!"

Zhao Chuanxin dropped his smile, stepped forward, grabbed Tom Mix's neck with one hand, and actually lifted the man who was 1.8 meters away.

The audience was stunned by this surprise, and then burst into bursts of applause that could knock off the roof.

It’s so exciting, with twists and turns!

Definitely worth the price of admission today!

William Hope was happy when he saw Zhao Chuanxin.

As expected of a boss, he is so fierce!

A role model for my generation!

The staff was horrified and rushed forward to rescue him.

However, even the three men couldn't pull Zhao Chuanxin away.

Someone shouted: "Sir, if you do this, you will be disqualified from the competition!"

It works.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately let go.

Tom Mix rolled his eyes, turned red, and coughed loudly.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at him: "Watch your mouth."

After taking two steps back, Tom Mix was unconvinced and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "I'm waiting to see you make a fool of yourself!"

After saying that, he hurriedly backed away and ran off the stage.

William Hope stepped forward and whispered: "Boss, the bull riding competition is not an ordinary competition, it will be dangerous."

"Oh, herding cattle is dangerous, right? That's why you fucking skipped work to compete?"

"Ah this..."

"I'll deal with you later."

At this time, the staff reminded: "Sir, come and register first."

Zhao Chuanxin was guided by him, came to the table, picked up a pen and wrote - Chen Yigeng!

The staff member added: "Sir, I need to remind you that if you don't have clothes on you when you fall, you may cause extensive skin trauma."

Just think of William Hope and Tom Mix, both gliding far and wide across the land.

In fact, not only do you need to wear it, but you also need to wear thick clothes.

What a joke, Zhao Chuanxin is just here to show off, how can he get dressed in the middle?

He waved his hand: "Falled? It doesn't exist."

Several staff members laughed.

This is the first fucking time I've ever heard of someone riding a bull without falling.

At this time, an old man with a white beard but a very strong body suddenly appeared.

The audience exclaimed: "It's Mad Cow Bill!"

"He came to watch the game in person!"

Mad Cow Bill, the owner of the Wild West Show Team, is a legendary cowboy. Even now at the age of 61, he occasionally participates in performances and is very skilled.

He was alerted.

"What happened?"

The staff informed him of the situation.

Mad Cow Bill came to Zhao Chuanxin and looked him up and down: "Kid, this is not an ordinary game. It requires more than just courage."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't recognize Buffalo Bill.

What kind of child does not have a child? Who are they with?

He waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, don't talk nonsense. I pay tens of cents per minute, and I can't afford to delay with you wastes."

It was the first time for Buffalo Bill to see such an arrogant person. He took a step back angrily and said, "Then do what you want."

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "By the way, if I win, I can take away the prize - a breeding cow?"

"Um...you just participated in the competition, so I'm afraid you can't do it." The staff member said scornfully, "Unless you can finish the ride in one go as many seconds as Tom Mix won."

Of course no one can do this.

Mad Cow Bill listened and laughed.

Let you pretend, let you act?

William Hope also felt a little embarrassed.

The boss doesn’t understand anything.

But it turned out that he was also thinking about the breeding cow.

"Oh?" Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "How many seconds has he been riding in total these days?"

"A full 65 seconds, more than a minute!"

"What if I ride for two minutes?"

At this time, Mad Cow Bill smiled disdainfully and said, "Then I will give you my Mad Cow Bill II as a reward!"

Don't tell a joke for two minutes. Those who can tell it for more than eight seconds are really men. They are rare.

"Can this old man's words count?" Zhao Chuanxin turned to the staff and asked.

"He's the boss." The staff was speechless. Doesn't even the boss of the performance team know who he is when he comes to participate in the competition?

"Haha, then you announce it in public, otherwise I'm afraid you won't admit it afterwards."

Mad Cow Bill rolled his eyes at him, came to the loudspeaker, and said loudly: "Gentlemen and ladies, next, there will be an unprecedented bull riding competition. This gentleman's name is Chen Yigeng. He said he would challenge the two-minute riding competition." Cow. If it takes more than one minute, I will give him the prize bull of this bull riding competition. If it takes more than two minutes, I will give him the Mad Cow Bill II."

This old man has a great business acumen.

I immediately thought of using this matter to stimulate the audience's emotions.

Sure enough, I was full of emotions.

The place was boiling.

Mad Cow Bill personally announced the rules and prizes of the contest, which was originally a gimmick.

But now I heard that Zhao Chuanxin challenged the one-minute and two-minute games, and the attributes of his fans changed from red to black.

No one likes people who only talk big words.

Grenville Harper shouted to Wilhelmina: "Ms. Maria, please hear me, this man is an out-and-out idiot, a madman!"

No matter how well-educated Wilhelmina was, she was annoyed by his noise: "Shut up, he is not someone you can evaluate."

"..."

Grenville Harper turned pale.

Heartbroken.

Zhao Chuanxin came to the platform of the barrier and stood carelessly.

The staff said: "As soon as the order gun is fired, you jump on the back of the cow. You can only hold the reins with one hand, and the other hand must be raised. The cow comes out of the gate and the timer starts."

"Hurry up, hurry back and have dinner."

staff member:"……"

He was so angry that he shot directly.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped directly onto the back of the cow without saying a word.

There is no saddle on the back of the cow, and the back of the cow is slippery. If you are not good at riding, you may slide off when you jump on it.

Zhao Chuanxin did not use the blue ghost armor at first, and only relied on the control of his muscles to maintain a delicate balance.

The gate opened and the bull jumped out like crazy.

Timing begins.

In the audience, Wilhelmina's palms were sweaty and her body was tense.

Tom Mix and Mad Cow Bill were waiting to see Zhao Chuanxin make a fool of himself and see him get injured.

This is the result of overestimating your own capabilities.

Zhao Chuanxin concentrated on trying to cope with it.

Mainly bulls jumping back and forth and people flying into the air.

The back of the cow is slippery, and if it falls again, it will easily shift to one side.

If the cow turns slightly at this time, the person will be thrown out.

Zhao Chuanxin used his two knees as a fulcrum, and after only four seconds, he was in danger of being thrown off.

He was startled.

This game was much more difficult than he expected.

He was not convinced. If he used the Blue Ghost Armor like this, wouldn't it prove that he was not as good as Tom Mix?

As a result, he no longer put his hands on the reins. When he rode Mishan, he usually didn't use the reins to control it. He was used to it.

Therefore, the four fingers of the palm were spread apart to control the front and left sides, and the thumb was on the right side of the beef spine. Using the strength of the arm, he forcefully supported the body back.

There was a gasp in the audience.

Everyone could see that Zhao Chuanxin was almost thrown away just now.

Five seconds, six seconds, seven seconds!

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin encountered another crisis.

This mad cow actually arched its back, supported the ground with its two rear hooves, raised its front two hooves, and twisted its upper body.

Wilhelmina was stunned.

This cow seems to be really crazy, even crazier than before.

What does this feel like?

It was like Zhao Chuanxin was carrying Wilhelmina on his back and suddenly swung his upper body from side to side, trying to throw Wilhelmina off.

Zhao Chuanxin felt that he could no longer control it, and his body flew out to the right uncontrollably.

And the time he was counting silently in his mind was only seven seconds at most.

No, Zhao Chuanxin was so determined that he had to hold on for eight seconds on his own!

At this time, his upper body had already stretched out, but he twisted the upper body with his diaphragm as the center point.

The waist and abdomen exerted force, like a centrifuge, and they were forced back.

I am...

Mad Cow Bill was stunned!

How the hell does this happen?

Tom Mix was stunned.

Is this something a human can do?

He had only seen leopards with this ability.

The audience was in an uproar.

And Zhao Chuanxin was also shocked into a cold sweat. He almost, almost made a fool of himself!

However, he successfully survived eight seconds!

Since I can survive for eight seconds, with my strong physical fitness, shouldn't it be longer?

This time he learned a lesson, bowed slightly, and shifted his focus from his waist and abdomen to his diaphragm.

This is impossible for ordinary people to do.

He swayed left and right, like a tumbler, eight seconds, nine seconds, ten seconds, eleven seconds.

At this time the third crisis emerged.

The mad cow originally rotated back and forth and left in a regular pattern.

Suddenly, it turned to the right, and then abruptly continued to the left.

This shaking produced a huge centrifugal force.

Zhao Chuanxin subconsciously wanted to press the cow's back with both hands, but suddenly remembered that this was not allowed. If the other hand fell, he would lose.

So many seconds had passed, and Zhao Chuanxin thought that it was now, and it was not his character to use the blue ghost armor in the middle of the battle.

In a flash, he thought of an exaggerated balancing act in which one leg supported the body on the same side and tilted it.

That movement was difficult even for him to perform, and it was similar to Michael Jackson's forward lean that required tool assistance.

Zhao Chuanxin pressed one leg hard against the belly of the cow, and in an incredible way, he sat up straight again.

This time, Mad Cow Bill, who had been performing for decades, was shocked.

Tom Mix's face was full of dejection, which was obviously beyond the scope of ordinary players.

The most shocked person was William Hope.

His eyes widened, never expecting that the boss was the real king.

Instead, Wilhelmina relaxed and carefully enjoyed Zhao Chuanxin's bull riding performance.

Zhao Chuanxin will always impress her.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin started to dance like crazy.

Originally, he was passively resisting the cow's crazy jumping.

But at this time, he became active and practiced speed balance on the back of an ox.

And Mad Cow Bill II under his crotch was actually moved by him.

The audience went crazy and stood up.

"What is he doing?"

"He looks like he's dancing on a bull!"

"Fake, I swear, no one has ever been able to dance on the back of a cow!"