While a fierce battle between humans and horses was taking place, the situation on the other side was completely different. Radish was still munching on its own grass, oblivious to what was going on outside.
It didn't even look at Zhang Heng from the beginning to the end, as if it didn't care about its promotion or demotion. This made Zhang Heng even more certain that it was suffering from Alzheimer's.
After leaving the novice stage, Carrot Radish was no longer able to meet Zhang Heng's needs. Carrot Radish's original strengths, such as its easygoing personality and retirement attitude, had now become its weaknesses. Hence, Zhang Heng's desire to change to a new mount was growing stronger.
He didn't want to wait any longer. He was going to tame Bad Boy today.
In the beginning, Matthew was still teaching him the moves and techniques, but there was no need for that now. Zhang Heng had basically mastered the entire set of moves, and it was only a matter of experience and proficiency.
Matthew shut up and stood with his daughter at the side of the stable, quietly watching Zhang Heng and Bad Boy deal with each other.
Although Zhang Heng was eager to change to a new mount, he had been very patient ever since he entered the stable. He wasn't in a hurry to make a move, allowing Bad Boy to run around in front of him.
But after a while, Bad Boy started to get a little annoyed when it couldn't defeat Zhang Heng.
Looking at the angry look in its eyes and the way it bared its teeth, one would think that this guy was a carnivore at the top of the food chain.
When Bad Boy charged at Zhang Heng again, he finally used his trump card, Death Stomp. He raised his hoof and wanted to stomp on Zhang Heng's chest, sending the annoying human in front of him flying.
However, Zhang Heng had been waiting for this moment. He finally threw the noose in his hand.
The noose accurately caught Bad Boy's left front hoof. At the same time, Zhang Heng rolled to the side, escaping the range of Death Trample.
After that, he quickly got up and pulled the noose.
Unlike [See You Again], when Bad Boy used [Death Stomp], it raised its body and stopped moving, giving Zhang Heng time to get up. By the time it tried to break free, Zhang Heng had already grasped the rope tightly.
This was different from when Bad Boy's neck was chained. Now that one of its legs was chained, Bad Boy's movements were restricted. It was no longer easy for it to run. However, it did not give up. It continued to struggle violently, causing dust to fly around the stable.
The wrestling between man and horse continued. Wendy, who was outside the stable, held her breath.
The force coming from the other end of the rope made it impossible for Zhang Heng to stand still. So, he had no choice but to jog with Bad Boy. Fortunately, Bad Boy's speed was a little slow now. Due to the external force, its movements were a little crooked.
And this time, it was too smart for its own good. It deliberately ran around, trying to drag Zhang Heng down with it. Little did it know that this action caused the rope to wrap around its other leg, turning it from a wild horse into a tigger.
Bad Boy jumped around for a while, and Zhang Heng finally found an opportunity to get close to it. Zhang Heng grabbed the rope with one hand and grabbed the horse's mane with the other.
Bad Boy couldn't escape, and he couldn't kick Zhang Heng, either. His struggles became more and more futile. Zhang Heng, on the other hand, finally saw the dawn of victory. Of course, he wouldn't give Bad Boy any more chances. He pulled the rope back, forcing Bad Boy to curl up his front hooves. At the same time, Zhang Heng exerted a downward pressure on Bad Boy, forcing him to kneel on the ground.
In the end, it lay on its side again, both man and horse panting.
When Zhang Heng calmed down a little, he stroked Bad Boy's body, gradually calming it down until it became a lady. Zhang Heng then untied the rope on its hooves.
As soon as Bad Boy was free, it immediately tore off its previous disguise, jumped up from the ground, broke free from Zhang Heng's control, and cheered again.
And the way it looked at Zhang Heng seemed to say, "Are you stupid? I lied to you just now."
Zhang Heng wasn't angry. He stood up, patted the dust on his trouser legs, and waved the rope in his hand again.
A man and a horse immediately entered a new round of battle. Five minutes later, Zhang Heng put Bad Boy down again.
This time, Zhang Heng was ready to teach this bastard a lesson.
After waiting for a full ten minutes, he finally untied the rope on its hooves. An ordinary horse would have accepted its fate at this time, but Bad Boy refused to give up. Once again, it carried the banner of "I'm in charge of my own life, not the heavens" and became the boy who chased after the wind.
So, Zhang Heng welcomed the third round of battle.
This time, Bad Boy learned its lesson after paying the tuition fee twice. It didn't use Death Trample no matter what.
However, it was too naive to think that it could escape the fate of being trapped. At this time, Zhang Heng had already gotten the hang of it. Although he was a little tired, he was completely immersed in the zone.
He felt that his eyes were getting sharper and sharper, and the lasso in his hand was getting better and better. Zhang Heng threw the rope in his hand when Bad Boy started to run. The first two times, it brushed past Bad Boy's hooves, but the third time, Zhang Heng put it on the horse's leg.
So, Zhang Heng once again took down this bad-tempered dark horse.
Perhaps he finally realized that he couldn't escape, so when he stood up, he didn't choose to run as far away as he could and blow the battle horn. Instead, he stood there obediently.
However, Zhang Heng did not celebrate too early. He knew that the battle had only just begun.
When he turned over and rode on Bad Boy's back, the dark horse turned on its berserk mode again. It began to jump up and down, trying to get rid of the annoying human on its back.
Zhang Heng was like a small boat in the waves, bouncing up and down.
However, Zhang Heng happened to be the helmsman who was best at steering a boat in a storm. He grabbed the horse's mane tightly and clamped his legs together. No matter how Bad Boy struggled, it could not get rid of him. All Bad Boy could do was run in circles in the stable.
Wendy was watching nervously when she suddenly heard her father say, "Open the stable."
Although she did not understand what he meant, Wendy still ran to the door and opened the wooden latch. The next moment, Bad Boy rushed out of the stable like a bolt of black lightning, carrying Zhang Heng on its back as it galloped across the vast grassland.
It was not that Zhang Heng had never driven a fast car before, but this was the first time he ran without a windshield. The wind was blowing everywhere, and the bumpy feeling under his butt was also very strong. It was completely different from the power brought by an engine. In terms of comfort, it was certainly not as comfortable as a car, but it made people feel the vitality of life.
The red sunset on the horizon, the endless grassland, and the joy and satisfaction of taming a fierce horse, all of these interweaved together to form a wild Western painting.
And Zhang Heng smelled the scent of freedom from the strong wind blowing in his face.
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