Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 249 Winning all opponents in this match

Cut into the bend.

The Northern Black Steed tilted its head slightly, and in its peripheral vision, it caught a glimpse of dazzling crimson that seemed almost within reach.

The bright red color was incredibly swift, like a golden ray of sunlight, hurtling towards him with undeniable, thunderous force.

As the golden-red hue drew closer, the scene in the Northern Black Steed's eyes became increasingly clear—

Its long, silver-gray hair and tail danced wildly at high speed, each hair seemingly infused with life, boldly proclaiming its indomitable spirit and striving for progress.

Her once carefree, pale pink eyes now shone with a fiery light, like a burning sun, revealing a resolute determination to achieve her goal.

The muscles are taut and powerful; with each push-off and leg swing, one can see the immense power contained within, like a majestic giant ship that has found its harbor.

This wasn't the first time the Northern Black Horse had witnessed the Golden Ship charging forward with all its might.

But this was truly the first time she had witnessed it firsthand on the field.

This might be the last time.

Upon realizing this, Beibu Xuanju couldn't help but shudder, and memories suddenly surfaced in his mind.

That was not long ago when I heard that this Arima Memorial was the retirement match of the Golden Ship.

She watched the press conference on TV with Yasui Makoto, and as she watched her senior's mouth open and close on the screen, she felt like the whole world was spinning.

A complex mix of emotions, difficult to describe, surged wildly in my chest: shock, reluctance, sadness, and a strange sense of panic.

After that, almost without hesitation, filled with excitement and confusion, she searched everywhere for her predecessors based on her memories.

The rooftop of the teaching building, the three goddess statues in the center of the courtyard, the tree hollow where one can pour out their heart, the swimming pool, the chess and card room, the pedestrian street outside the school...

In the end, she found that familiar figure on the playground.

The senior... was actually training diligently.

At that moment, the sunlight seemed to shine on the dappled leaves at the edge of the field, just like the assassin, and also on the sweat-covered face and tail of the senior, giving the senior a dreamlike golden edge.

Without time to think, he quickly walked up to his senior, his voice trembling slightly as he asked, filled with doubt and anxiety:
"Senior...why? Why did you choose to retire at this time? You...you're still so strong, you could still be competing on the field!"

The senior seemed unsurprised by my arrival. He looked over, and a faint smile appeared on his usually playful face.

That smile carried a sense of relief, a sense of anticipation, and something else that I didn't quite understand.

With that expression, the senior walked over, gently patted his shoulder, and said in an unusually calm tone:

"I knew I was right, I knew you'd come, Xiao Bei... Hey, Qingdian, Master, I won the bet, don't try to renege on it."

He tilted his head and smiled as he said something, then the senior looked back at him:

"Retiring at this time, well..."

"When some roads come to an end, we should bravely turn around and start a new journey. That's what I think."

"I don't know if you can understand, Xiao Bei, but..."

As she spoke, the senior's gaze deepened and hardened; she looked into the distance, as if she could already see her future path:

"Don't forget, I've only announced my retirement, but my journey... is far from over."

"There are still tournaments like the Dream Cup waiting for me. I'm just continuing to run in this field I love, albeit in a different role!"

The senior suddenly looked back, blinked, and gave a thumbs up:

"And I believe in you, Xiao Bei."

"You have unlimited potential, even more so than I do."

"Let's give it our all in this Arima Kinen match and fight for a thrilling victory."

"So that I can finish this last leg of the race without any regrets, and put a perfect end to this part of my journey."

Northern Genko couldn't quite remember what he had said at the time.

But after that meeting, she secretly decided that she would give it her all in the Arima Kinen race and make sure her senior didn't leave the track with any regrets. She didn't tell Yasui Makoto about finding the Golden Ship.

The trainer has already done so much for himself, worked so hard, he shouldn't have to worry about this kind of thing anymore.

More importantly...

"It's not just about giving your all for your seniors, nor is it just about defeating them..."

"This competition also marks the beginning of a new journey for me and for the trainers..."

"So, senior, I... I not only want to beat you..."

"I……

"We must defeat all our opponents in this match!!"

As it roared inwardly, the Northern Black Steed suddenly realized that its already weary and heavy body was once again infused with new power.

With that momentum, she maintained her lead and cut into the fourth corner with lightning speed.

In her perception, every movement she made was precise and every breath she took was just right.

The wind whistled in my ears, like a battle song being played.

The earth trembled beneath my feet, like the resounding beat of war drums.

The golden ship is still pressing forward step by step, and all the opponents are ready to make their move.

But she was fearless.

A naive dream, the joy of debuting, the daily hard work, the meticulous preparation, the promise made to seniors in my heart... all these things have turned into one thought at this moment.

They won the Arima Kinen tournament with absolute strength.

Make everyone who supports me proud, ensure that the trainers' efforts are rewarded in the best way, and embark on a brand new journey.

"So, whoever it is... come and chase after me!"

Using all the skills he had accumulated, he pressed close to the inside lane as he rushed toward the exit bend, and in his heart, the Northern Black Steed roared once more.

And several horses later.

Sensing each step he took on the track, Golden Ship accurately judged that he had already surged to third or fourth place.

At this moment, her gaze finally focused entirely on the Northern Black Steed.

Her short black hair danced wildly in the wind, each strand distinct and flamboyant.

A victory outfit in a festival style, blending black, gold, and red, resembles a dazzling star in the night.

His back was straight, his posture slightly lowered, and it undulated rhythmically as he ran.

The frequency of alternating leg kicks is astonishingly fast, and each movement is precise to the millimeter.

His arms swung powerfully, perfectly in sync with the rhythm of his legs, propelling his entire body forward at lightning speed in a straight line.

Sweat splattered down his hair, his battle suit, and his tail, obscuring his crimson eyes, but Golden Ship could imagine the flames burning within them.

Seeing the Northern Black Steed giving it its all, she felt a surge of satisfaction.

She knew full well that the Northern Black Steed before her possessed limitless potential.

This competition is the perfect stage for this younger generation to shine.

"As expected of Xiao Bei, he never disappoints..."

The golden ship murmured to himself, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, revealing a smile he had never shown since the start of the competition.

But in an instant, a sharp glint flashed in her eyes.

Since you're working so hard, then I, your senior... can't slack off in the slightest!

(End of this chapter)