Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 298 Jealousy
Despite this, Lily of the Valley remains very confident.

She silently reviewed the game in her mind and realized that although the impact of her impulsiveness was evident at the moment, it was not irreversible.

He still has ample physical reserves and sufficient explosive power.

More importantly, with the help of many seniors and trainers, she went through a lot of training matches before the competition, which gave her the ability to adapt flexibly on the field.

She adjusted her breathing while closely observing the condition of her opponents.

Although Sayaka was in the lead for the time being, her rapid breathing and slightly trembling legs revealed the depletion of her physical strength.

The other runners also gradually showed signs of fatigue after running at a high intensity.

Looking back at myself, although my impulsiveness earlier disrupted my rhythm, thanks to my solid training foundation, my body still maintained a good competitive state.

The key to the competition lies in controlling the rhythm and bursting out at crucial moments. Knowing this, she began to slow down her pace and adjust her breathing to be long and steady, so as to quickly recover her strength and at the same time accumulate energy for the upcoming sprint stage.

Her gaze was fixed on Sayaka ahead, and she quickly planned out the next tactics in her mind.

"I can no longer act blindly."

She thought to herself, "Next, I need to find the right opportunity to surpass her with the perfect rhythm and explosive power." As she thought this, a resolute look appeared in her eyes, as if she could already see herself crossing the finish line.

However, at that very moment, when the radio mentioned almond-shaped eyes, Gao Jie Baihe's brows instantly furrowed into a deep frown.

Her thoughts drifted back to the training room, the trainer's serious and admonitory words still seeming to echo in her ears:

"With your current strength and experience, this simulation competition shouldn't be too much of a problem."

"However, there is a contestant named Apricot Eyes that you must pay close attention to."

"From what I understand, her training results are outstanding, and she will definitely be an extremely difficult opponent in this competition."

At the time, although she nodded in agreement, she didn't really have much of a genuine feeling about almond-shaped eyes.

Hearing her seniors praise Anzu's performance on the field, Takagi Yuri finally realized the crisis.

She clenched her fists instinctively, silently vowing to herself:
"I will never let this opponent surpass me easily."

"I am determined to win this match and show everyone my strength."

She took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil of regret and tension in her heart, readjusting her breathing rhythm, and looking firmly at the distant track, attempting to find the best opportunity in the remaining race to regain the initiative.

At the same time, they were wary of the almond-shaped eyes, careful not to give the other party an opportunity to take advantage of them.

As Qingrou Ruge joined the team, she listened intently to the insightful commentary on the competition from veterans Caoshangfei and Shenying over the loudspeaker.

When she heard her seniors lavish praise on her almond-shaped eyes, she couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity.

Before this, the name Almond Eyes was completely unfamiliar to her, but she did notice him during today's highly anticipated assessment.

Previously, in casual conversations with friends and from some experienced seniors, Qingrou Ruge heard that a racehorse named Wang Ziding in her year had great potential and was not to be underestimated.

So, from the moment she stepped into the examination room in the morning, she unconsciously began to pay attention to the name "Wang Ziding".

In the morning, when she happened to see Wang Ziding taking a test, she paid a little more attention out of curiosity.

Unexpectedly, this attention led her to discover almond-shaped eyes, which were inseparable from Wang Ziding. From that moment on, her gaze was drawn to almond-shaped eyes.

In all the tests, Xingmu demonstrated remarkable strength, and in most of the tests, she even slightly outperformed Wang Ziding.

"She's a formidable character."

At that moment, Qingrou Ruge secretly made this judgment in her heart.

The praise from her seniors on the radio today undoubtedly confirms her previous thoughts.

Gentle as a song, she adjusted her slightly rapid breathing, calming the turmoil in her heart caused by the rhythm of the competition.

She looked up at the almond-shaped eyes not far away, and had already made her decision:

In the upcoming race, you must carefully observe Xingmu's running style.

She knew that Almond Eyes' running style must have something unique about it to have earned the recognition of his seniors, and she might be able to learn valuable lessons from it to help her improve in future training and competitions.

At the same time, a competitive spirit quietly rose in her heart.

She longed to have a good match with Almond, to test the gap between herself and this highly anticipated opponent in this mock competition, and to take this opportunity to explore her own infinite potential.

With this thought in mind, Qingrou Ruge quickened her pace slightly, her gaze firmly fixed on the almond-shaped eyes, as if she were declaring her challenge to the other person from afar.

Meanwhile, among the racehorse girls on the track, there were some candidates who were originally preoccupied with their performance in the race and were single-mindedly immersed in their desire for a good ranking.

But when the broadcast clearly conveyed the high praise that the two seniors, Grasshopper and Divine Eagle, had for Apricot Eye, their hearts were stirred by an invisible hand, and a strange ripple appeared – jealousy.

One of the candidates, with a neat ponytail, was running hard on the track. Her bangs were already soaked with sweat and stuck to her flushed cheeks.

Upon hearing the praise from her seniors, a complex emotion flickered in her previously focused gaze, and she unconsciously bit her lip.

In her opinion, this was just a mock competition, and it shouldn't be praised so much, right?
Moreover, she had put in just as much effort as that almond-eyed girl, so why did she receive the favor of her seniors while she didn't?

Feeling unbalanced, her steps grew heavier, each one seemingly carrying resentment and indignation.

Upon hearing the broadcast, another tall candidate's previously determined gaze instantly became somewhat unfocused.

She couldn't help but turn her head to look at Almond Eyes not far away, her eyes filled with the same complex emotions.

She is not good at short-distance races. She feels that if the venue and the environment were different, she would definitely be the one to receive praise from her seniors.

She tried to comfort herself, but jealousy spread wildly in her heart like weeds, causing chaos in her mind. Her once steady breathing became rapid and her rhythm became disordered.

And the candidates who have been silently working hard to improve themselves in training and hoping to make a name for themselves on the field, when they heard their seniors praising Xingmu, their already tense nerves seemed to be stabbed, and their inferiority and jealousy surged up at the same time.

Some lowered their heads, not daring to look into almond-shaped eyes, and thought bitterly to themselves:

“I work so hard, but I still don’t get recognition. She’s just starting out, and she’s already received praise from her seniors… How much more do I have to give to get the same attention?”

This jealousy was like a heavy shackle, making their steps on the field increasingly sluggish, each step feeling as if it were stepping on their own hearts, causing them unbearable pain.

(End of this chapter)