Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 296 Overly Stringent Competition Requirements

Between the live broadcasts and insightful commentary by Grasshopper and Divine Eagle, they skillfully imparted their valuable experience to the younger generation, speaking from the perspective of someone who had been there before.

In the stands, many female racehorses understood the unspoken message, nodding in approval and whispering excitedly among themselves.

"Senior Grasshopper and Senior Divine Eagle have really gone to great lengths; their commentary is full of valuable experience." A female horse racer with cute twin ponytails said, her eyes sparkling with admiration, her excitement overflowing, and her voice unconsciously rising a few decibels.

The racehorse girl beside her looked puzzled, her brows furrowing slightly, and her tone hesitant: "But, I remember that the two seniors weren't exactly known for their short-distance races...?"

"Even if they don't specialize in sprint races, with their experience and achievements, their understanding of sprint races is far beyond that of ordinary people."

At this moment, a racehorse girl wearing elegant glasses extended her index finger, gently pushed up her glasses, and explained clearly:
"Take the gate-out stage for example. Even in top-level G1 tournaments, players often make mistakes, let alone newcomers like us."

"Therefore, with the guidance of our seniors, today's competitions are undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime learning opportunity for us."

This analysis was logical and well-founded, and the surrounding racehorse girls all looked enlightened and kept agreeing with it.

Afterwards, they focused their attention even more intently on the field, chasing after those dashing figures, afraid of missing any moment from which they could learn from their experience.

On the track, the competition intensified. Sayaka took the lead, running at the very front.

With each step she took, she moved with steady and powerful strides, as if to leave deep imprints on the grass beneath her feet. The flying grass clippings scattered haphazardly around her, further highlighting her indomitable spirit.

Gao Jieli closely followed Sayaka's steps, her eyes burning as she locked onto the figure in front of her.

Her taut muscles revealed that she was giving it her all, trying to close the distance between herself and Sayaka little by little.

The gentle, graceful racehorses behind them were equally determined, their teeth clenched, their eyes gleaming with unwavering resolve as they raced after the leading horse.

The entire team's speed seemed to be constantly propelled by an invisible hand, visibly increasing continuously.

Watching the intense pace of the match, Wang Ziding, standing at the edge of the field, felt her heart pounding with tension and worry.

Her gaze seemed to be drawn by an invisible thread, never leaving the figure in the almond-shaped eyes. Fine beads of sweat quietly climbed up her forehead and slowly slid down her cheeks.

"Xingmu, you must do your best!" Wang Ziding kept repeating to herself, her hands unconsciously clenching the hem of her clothes tightly, her fingertips turning slightly white from the force, as if she could pass on her strength to her friend on the field.

In a prime spot in the stands directly opposite the finish line, Kita Genko was equally tense.
Her hands were clenched into fists, her eyes fixed on the track as if drawn by a magnet, her gaze filled with deep concern and eager expectation, as if trying to pierce through the air and cheer her on.

"The competition in short-distance races is indeed much fiercer than that in middle- and long-distance races."

She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "This pace feels almost on par with those high-stakes races. As for Almond's side..."

As she spoke, she nodded gently after confirming that Almond Eyes was in a state of confusion.

From an assessment perspective, whether this mock competition is won or lost will not have a significant impact on admission, because today's evaluation focuses on comprehensive qualities, not just a single competition.

She knew that Xingmu was quite outstanding in all aspects, and during the lunch break when the volunteers were rotating, she secretly asked the Emperor of the East Sea to inquire about it. She learned that Xingmu's performance in all assessments was very good, so there was nothing to worry about.

But since it's a competition, winning is definitely the best option. She also knows that her junior is very competitive, and if they don't win, he'll probably be sullen for a while. She and Yasui Makoto have been studying the arrangements and tactics for the simulation race a lot during this time, and they've also determined the running method that has the highest theoretical chance of success.

Seeing that Xingmu was steadily advancing according to the established tactics, she felt much more at ease.

As long as the current stable situation can be maintained, she believes that Almond will definitely achieve final victory.

"Little almond eyes, you'll definitely be fine," Beifang Xuanju murmured softly in a low voice.

After saying that, she turned her head expectantly to look at Yasui Makoto beside her, her eyes sparkling with a questioning light: "Right, trainer?"

Standing next to Kita Genko was Yasui Makoto. Upon hearing Kita Genkoto's question, he did not answer immediately but fell into a brief contemplation.

After a moment, he nodded slowly, his tone calm and resolute:
"Based on our previous investigation, Xingmu's sprinting ability is outstanding among candidates of the same period, and in fact, he has reached an excellent level that can be described as 'last place'."

"With this sustained burst of speed, it already has a huge inherent advantage in short-distance races."
He paused for a moment, his expression becoming more serious: "However, precise timing of the sprint is crucial for her."

"If she sprints too late, not only will she waste this significant advantage, but she will also likely not be able to reach her maximum speed during the sprint."

"But if you start too early, you are very likely to experience a decline in speed and a lack of follow-through."

"only……"

As he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, paused for a moment, and then shook his head with a helpless laugh.

Northern Black Horse quickly pressed, "But what? Trainer?"

With his gaze fixed on the athletes fiercely competing on the track, Yasui Makoto quickly explained without hesitation:

"However, this requirement is actually a bit too harsh for Almond's current situation."

"If you look closely, you'll find that the players participating in this simulation competition are all newcomers who haven't received systematic professional training yet. The performance they put on is far inferior to the high-level competitions you usually participate in."

"Moreover, Almond is also a newcomer, only with more outstanding talent and more thorough preparation."

He paused slightly, his tone softening somewhat, and then continued:

"Xiao Bei, even someone as experienced as you has found it difficult to pinpoint the perfect sprint timing in every match, let alone Xing Mu, who is participating in this kind of simulation for the first time."

"However, by my standards, so far, Xingmu's performance on the field is undoubtedly the most outstanding among all the newcomers."

Upon hearing this, the Northern Black Horse immediately focused all its attention on the race.

A moment later, she realized that Yasui Makoto was right.

(End of this chapter)