Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 245 The Calm Golden Ship
Amid the commentary and the noise from the stands, the horse racing ladies on the track cut into the corner at lightning speed.

The horseshoes hit the track, making a dense and shocking sound, like the rapid beating of war drums, beating everyone's heartbeat.

The afternoon sun shines down, illuminating their agile figures, and sweat sparkles on their hair and tails.

As the team moved forward at high speed, their formation kept changing, and shadowy figures appeared among them.

In the fierce competition, a black and golden figure stood out with a slight advantage of about one horse's length and rushed to the front.

Her steps were light and rhythmic, and every kick of her foot contained tremendous power.

The black short hair and the black and gold winning suit fluttered freely in the wind, like flowing flames or surging waves, exuding an indescribable dominance.

The horse racing ladies following closely behind were not to be outdone. Each of them had a determined look in their eyes, gritted their teeth, and followed with all their might.

Their breathing was rapid and heavy, and the hot air they exhaled quickly condensed into white mist in the cold winter wind at the end of December.

One of the horsegirls with long chestnut hair was trying her best to close the gap with the one in front. The lines of her taut muscles were faintly visible beneath her skin, and every swing of her arms was full of swiftness.

There was also a horse racing girl with long black hair, with an indomitable fighting spirit in her eyes, who was moving flexibly in the middle position, trying to overtake her opponent from the inside with her excellent cornering skills.

Before long, the entire team gradually stretched out into a single line, passed the bend, faced tens of thousands of excited eyes, and rushed towards the straight battlefield facing the stands.

The spectators who were originally sitting stood up and joined the ranks of those who had already stood and cheered. Their eyes followed the figures on the track closely, and they waved the flags in their hands even more vigorously.

The commentator's voice became increasingly passionate, and he shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Stand straight line! Team to the stands straight line!

"Confirm the location.

"The leader is still Northern Black Colt, and a length and a half behind is Leafalu, who caught up around the bend.

"Golden Orchestra is now in third place, and she's also following very closely, almost side by side with Leafa.

"Then there was a cacophony of sounds, and she seemed to be looking left and right, as if seeking a way forward.

"But in front of us is Leafaru, diagonally in front of us is the Golden Actress, to the inside is the Bright Sun and Clear Sky, and to the outside is the Stone of Victory.

“She was completely surrounded.

"But Wan Lai Zheng Ming hasn't gotten anxious yet. She's very patient. We've only just entered the middle stage and just passed the 800-meter mark, so she still has a lot of opportunities.

"The most popular Golden Ship is still at the end of the group, but..."

The commentator's voice suddenly rose because of the golden ship, almost shouting:

"Today's Golden Ship is also very patient!
“She looks so calm, she looks so cool!

"She... is slowly closing the distance!"

Deafening cheers instantly erupted from the stands.

In the next moment, waves of sound came one after another, like a surging tsunami, about to submerge the entire stadium.

Countless people held high banners with the words "Golden Ship" written on them and waved vigorously posters with the image of the golden ship printed on them.

Their faces flushed with excitement and their eyes sparkled with fanaticism.

The fans, dressed in golden pajamas, silver-grey earrings and red and white matching coats, were jumping, shouting and yelling at the top of their lungs, as if they were using all their strength to cheer for their idols.

"Golden Ship!" "Golden Ship, we must win!" "Golden Ship, charge!" A variety of slogans intertwined and echoed over the stadium. Some frenzied fans even threw their hats, scarves, and gloves high into the air, disregarding their image, to express their excitement and anticipation.

The children were also infected by the warm atmosphere. They rode on their father or mother's shoulders, or stood boldly on the railings, waving their little hands and shouting the name of the golden ship in clear and loud voices.

The camera lenses in the stadium, and the cameras and video cameras of various media outlets were all aimed at the golden ship.

Facing the stands, on the large screen that spans most of the width of the stadium, one-third is used to show the overall picture of the competing teams, and one-third is used to show details of the teams from various angles.

The last third is a close-up of the tall horse girl with long silver-gray hair and a bright red victory suit.

And on the screen, just as the commentator shouted, the Golden Ship at the end of the team had a calm face, staring steadily at the front, and exuded the word calmness from head to toe.

At the front of the stands, a lady with a half-smile on her face, her ears pressed against her head, her eyes scanning the surroundings like a searchlight:

“This guy… is really popular.

"You know, she made such a big fool of herself during the Takarazuka Kinen and Japan Cup, but I didn't expect that she still has so many fans who are so devoted to her."

The words were full of undisguised sarcasm.

At this moment, she caught a glimpse of the golden master beside her rolling his eyes at her, his lips slightly opening and closing, as if he was mumbling something.

She was stunned for a moment, then she pricked up her ears slightly and said without any apology:
"Oops, I'm sorry. It was so noisy just now that I couldn't hear clearly... Could you please repeat it again, Master?"

The Golden Master rolled his eyes again and didn't intend to respond at all.

She turned her head to look at the stadium, crossed her arms in front of her chest, her brows twisted into the shape of a "川" character, and first stared at the end of the team on the track.

There, the golden ship was running alone, following the team in front at a leisurely pace.

After a moment, her gaze quickly shifted to the front of the team.

The leader is still Northern Black Ju. Her face is tense and she looks like she is giving it her all, but she still can't put too much distance between herself and the ones behind her, and is only a little over a length ahead.

Nodding slightly and holding his chin, the Golden Master looked thoughtful.

The noble lady had been paying close attention to the changes in the Golden Master's expression. She also took a few glances at the end of the competition team and then turned her gaze to the front.

After staring at the leading Northern Xuanju for a long time, she nodded and commented:

"Is this the junior you've been keeping such a close eye on? Speaking of strength alone... he's certainly not to be underestimated. He's probably as good as me, and probably even comparable to a certain guy."

Then, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, and she continued:

"But the escape method she's using now... only creates a small distance. Can it guarantee victory?
"And as far as I know, didn't she use the 'Great Escape' running style in her front-walking competition?

"Why is it that during the Chrysanthemum Festival and the Arima Kinen event, she doesn't run as much?"

Hearing this question, the Golden Master remained silent, arms folded in thought.

Seeing this, the lady smiled and shrugged, while the man on the other side looked over and began to explain.

“Xiaobei is actually not suitable for the ‘big escape’ tactic.

"Her instantaneous explosive power is indeed outstanding, even not inferior to you and the Golden Ship, there is no doubt about that.

"The problem is, she can't sustain that kind of outburst for a short period of time."

(End of this chapter)