Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 273 Are all children with the last foot this willful?

Staring at the speedometer, Yasui Makoto's eyes were full of satisfaction.

This is not only an acknowledgment of Almond's tenacious fighting spirit, but also a recognition of the infinite potential hidden within her.

Although Almond is still far behind Genko in the north, her indomitable and hardworking spirit in the face of adversity is a quality that an excellent racehorse girl must possess.

With proper guidance and training, Xingmu will surely shine on the field in the future.

On the track, thanks to its rich experience and keen senses, Northern Black Horse clearly perceived the relentless pursuit of Almond Eyes behind it.

Each time she listened intently, she could hear the increasingly hurried yet firm footsteps of the almond-shaped eyes.

Every time she glanced out of the corner of her eye, she could see Xingmu's figure, though lagging behind, always full of fighting spirit and never backing down.

In his heart, the Northern Black Steed couldn't help but secretly praise it:
"I didn't expect that Xiao Xingmu would have such amazing perseverance even before stepping onto the Shining Series stage..."

"As a senior, I absolutely cannot lose in terms of momentum!"

As she made her decision, she also recalled her early days in training, when she faced many formidable opponents and couldn't help but feel a little hesitant.

Even if you eventually build up enough confidence through day-to-day efforts, retreating is still retreating.

There's nothing to be ashamed of in admitting this kind of thing.

It's truly remarkable that Almond Eyes was able to display such an indomitable spirit from the very beginning.

Over the past year of training and competition, the Northern Black Horse has gradually made its mark.

In the world of Uma Musume Pretty Derby, talent is certainly important, but perseverance is often the key to determining the final height.

Almond-eyed's current performance has already shown her a rising star.

Almond-eyed, on the other hand, was filled with resentment.

Looking at the distant yet incredibly clear silhouette of the Northern Black Steed ahead, a raging fire seemed to burn within her, scorching her heart and preventing her from finding peace for even a moment.

"I'm running as fast as I can, but why... why am I still so far behind?"

She kept questioning herself in her heart, and every breath she took was accompanied by this feeling of unwillingness, which turned into even more powerful momentum in her steps.

She secretly vowed that she would do her best to narrow the gap between herself and the Northern Black Steed today, even if it was just a little bit, so that her senior could see her determination and progress.

No, it's not shortening...

We beat our seniors!
We must surpass our predecessors!

As Xingmu charged forward with all her might, she didn't realize that she had already covered more than half the distance.

At this moment, it was precisely the time for the Northern Black Steed to adjust its pace according to its established strategy.

Her originally rapid pace slowed slightly, and her rhythm became more steady.

This was originally a normal tactical adjustment, but in Xingmu's eyes, it became the perfect opportunity for him to catch up.

The gap between the almond-shaped eyes and the northern black horse was constantly narrowing.

This discovery brought a look of delight to Almond's face, his eyes sparkling with surprise and excitement.

Her fighting spirit was instantly ignited to its peak, and she quickened her pace without hesitation.

The ground beneath her feet seemed to tremble slightly from her vigorous run; she was single-mindedly focused on seizing this opportunity to completely surpass the Northern Black Steed.

However, the judgment that "it's about to lose speed" flashed through the minds of both Genko and Makoto Kita at the same time.

While racehorses may be much faster than humans, their stamina is by no means limitless.

With limited stamina and a restricted race distance, the rational allocation of energy becomes a crucial skill that all racehorse riders and trainers must master precisely. During a race, speed, distance traveled, and energy expenditure are closely linked and directly proportional.

This means that once you have secured a favorable position within the maximum range of your footsteps, blindly accelerating is not a wise move.

Unless there is a significant change in position during the game, suddenly accelerating will cause your stamina to increase exponentially.

If you accelerate for too long, not only will winning the championship be out of the question, but even finishing the race will become a major problem.

Generally, maintaining a slower pace at the right position allows you to conserve enough energy before the final straight sprint, so that you can give it your all at the crucial moment and unleash your final speed and power.

However, because of her late start, Ke Xingmu tried her best to catch up from the very beginning.

Even though she's now in the optimal slowdown period, she's still desperately trying to accelerate.

In this way, even if the Northern Black Horse intends to let her overtake, she will inevitably lose speed due to exhaustion in the last 200 to 300 meters.

Thinking of this, Yasui Makoto couldn't help but smile helplessly.

He knew the temperament of the Northern Black Horse very well, and knew that even if she didn't have the same intense, almost extreme, competitiveness as Almond Eyes, she would never easily let the latter surpass her.

After all, every female racehorse has her own pride, and no one is willing to be surpassed by her rival.

Especially for racehorses like Kita Genko, who are skilled at escaping tactics, they have an innate obsession with taking the lead.

More importantly, given the strength of the Northern Black Horse, even if she adopts a race-running strategy until the end of the 1800-meter race, her stamina may not be completely exhausted.

She has enough confidence and ability to maintain her lead in this race and hold onto her advantage.

Just as Yasui Makoto and Kita Genko had predicted, before the last bend was even over, Almond's body was already showing obvious signs of losing speed.

Her steps were no longer as light and powerful as before; each step was heavy and slow, as if her legs were filled with lead.

The rhythm of arm swinging was completely disrupted, with the arms swinging mechanically at the sides, which not only failed to provide assistance for running, but also consumed extra energy due to the lack of coordination in the movements.

His breathing became rapid and erratic, and his heavy panting could be clearly heard on the empty track, as if each breath was a struggle to draw the little remaining oxygen from the air.

Her chest heaved violently, her clothes soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her body and outlining her exhausted figure.

All of this happened even though the Northern Black Horse did not employ its usual tactic of long-distance acceleration in the middle of the race.

She can win the 3000-meter Chrysanthemum View race, so she is fully capable of considering accelerating right after the start.

However, once that is done, it deviates from the normal slow escape category required by Yasui Makoto, and in fact it belongs to the fast escape or large-scale escape tactic.

At this moment, facing Almond's gradually depleted stamina, Northern Black Horse did not accelerate at full speed, but as Almond's loss of speed intensified, the distance she had managed to close before was visibly widened again.

Witnessing all this, Yasui Makoto nodded slightly.

The current situation is not unexpected, and if we take the mock entrance exam as an example, it is not difficult to handle.

Just as he was pondering how to develop a more effective training plan to address the problem with the apricot, he caught a glimpse of the situation as he exited the bend, and an idea struck him.

Ten seconds later, he quickly glanced at the speedometer data displayed on his phone and looked back at the runway.

After another 15 or 6 seconds, and then nearly 20 seconds, he glanced at the data one by one.

After a while.

"seriously……"

His lips twitched involuntarily, and he smiled again, muttering to himself:

Are all children who are born at the end of their generation this willful?

(End of this chapter)