Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 341 This... is this world-class horse girl?

"But...it's okay..."

He spoke again in his mind, and Unyielding Steel took another step inward:
"This kind of competition...is truly interesting!"

Unyielding steel's continuous inside cuts have accumulated to the point of affecting the entire game.

She and Empress Rong made a decision to go inside together, but the outer path was like a torn curtain, with a large open area available for them to rush through.

The roar of engines echoed across this area.

Compared to previous competitions, she knew very well that running was much easier now.

Her range of activity is vast, with the Northern Black Horse and California Shining to her diagonally in front, and the Unyielding True Steel and the Decisive Battle to her inner side.

She had no opponents on her outside, Shuangjiang followed behind her to her right rear, and then the other opponents.

In this situation, she has enough room to maneuver no matter what happens next.

Especially if she maintains this position, she can start immediately on the final straight and rush towards first place without any hindrance.

The final straight line is when all the racehorse girls have the least stamina and the fewest choices.

At that time, the only thing to do was to unleash their full potential; no one would have the spare capacity to step in and stop them.

Even if someone were that crazy, she would not be afraid.

She firmly believes that with her last foot, even if she cuts a little further out to avoid obstacles ahead, she can still cross the finish line first.

However, while running casually on the outside lane, she was filled with caution.

From the moment they left the gate until now, she could see very clearly that Bu Nao Zhen Gang and Rong Hou Zai Jue had been locked in a fierce battle.

These were instructions that the trainers discussed and agreed upon before the competition.

The starting positions for this race will be determined by drawing lots just before the start of the race, at which point we'll know who will be in which position.

Northern Black Steed excels at taking the lead, and her task is to take the initiative normally, so that the whole team will get into their familiar rhythm, which is a great advantage for the final victory.

In order to ensure that no opponent would interfere with the Northern Black Horse, apart from other runaway horses, and in order to make the whole race reflect the rhythm of Japan, her task with Unyielding True Steel was to limit the other opponents.

For example, we can decide later.

Based on the subsequent competition schedule, she was actually the most suitable candidate.

Both she and Rong Houzai decided to leave for the Dubai Sima Classic. Qi Caojie and her seniors and trainers studied the matter extensively and concluded that the other party must be doing the same.

Knowing each other well, she was even more confident in how to deal with this top racehorse girl from Europe.

However, the draw cannot be decided in advance, so the pre-match instructions were to decide who is closer to the final decision later and who will take on this task first.

But the unyielding steel gate, closer than her, will decide later.

The reason for the thunderous sound and the solemnity lies here.

Intuition told her that the unyielding steel... would be even more difficult.

This friend is also an opponent, and it seems that he has been pressuring the latter to decide later, and the latter has indeed been forced into the inner path step by step.

However, saying "we'll decide later"... seemed too nonchalant.

Sister Qi Cao taught tango, a dance used for banquets, but she still couldn't quite get it right after a long time.

At that time, Sister Qi said helplessly, "If you can't do it, just completely empty your mind and follow your dance partner."

Follow your partner's lead and move in the same way.

At this moment, in Ming Sheng Lei Dong's eyes, Bu Nao Zhen Gang was like himself when he was learning tango for the first time, while Qi Cao Jie, who was teaching and guiding him, was like him when he decided to wait. The fight looked like the climax of a tango dance, but in reality, for every time the former pressed, the latter countered with an extremely elegant counterattack.

Conversely, it could be argued that the latter had already used its elegant counterattack to lead the former's so-called suppression.

Another thing that made her cautious was the situation of the lead placement.

Unlike the strategic offense and defense on the inner side, the contest between the two fleeing horses in front was more like two mad cheetahs.

With each acceleration and each positioning, the two of them raced at top speed, baring their fangs and tearing at each other.

Northern Black Horse's short black hair was pulled in the wind like black steel needles, while the straight ponytail behind him, which stretched in mid-air, resembled a black longsword.

With each step this friend and rival took, a heavy tremor resounded, and the flying grass clippings mixed with mud slashed backward like the sword light flicked by his tail.

However, no matter how the Northern Black Steed ran or charged, the golden figure behind her followed her like a shadow, just as it had after leaving the gate.

Northern Black Horse's ponytail almost brushed against California's shiny nose, but she seemed not to see it, clinging tightly to Northern Black Horse.

She was taller than most Japanese racehorse girls, and she kept up with remarkable stability.

Her center of gravity remained on the center line without deviating at all.

Its long limbs were not affected by its length and were swinging rapidly at an incredible frequency.

What's even more chilling is that this was a grass track she hadn't run much on, yet she seemed to have muscle memory for it, showing no signs of sluggishness.

"This... is this a world-class racehorse girl..." Thunderous neighed in his heart.

She has known Northern Black Horse for quite some time, and they have trained and competed together many times.

She knew very well that in Japan, even the best female racehorses, who were most skilled at keeping up, would gradually show weaknesses and fatigue under the extremely fast running style of Kita Genko, and would be unable to keep up.

However, California Shining seemed to have anticipated every move of Northern Black Horse. Whenever Northern Black Horse tried to widen the gap, she was always able to fill the gap with precise rhythm, without showing the slightest flaw or fatigue.

"This is a world-class racehorse girl..." Thunderous neighing echoed in his mind.

However, this time when she whispered, she felt a shiver from the bottom of her heart.

This trembling sensation wasn't due to fear, but rather because the boiling blood felt like it was about to burst through the veins.

She felt her ear tips trembling violently, and the low growl in her throat was almost uncontrollable.

The trembling of the unyielding steel and the determination to decide later, the fierce battle between the Northern Black Steed and the California Radiance, was like a spark that ignited something.

This top-level competition, surpassing even the Japanese arena, is the kind of opponent she has always dreamed of.

"This... is the peak I want to challenge!"

As she screamed uncontrollably inside, a sudden shiver ran up her tailbone, sending the shiver straight up her spine to her brain. She couldn't help but recall the video of the Arc de Triomphe that Sister Qi had shown her.

Those figures that raced across the European stadiums were now right beside me.

At the same time, guidance for the Dubai Classic also appeared.

For some reason, the matches she hadn't fully understood before, and the opponents she had only seen on the tactical board, now felt like horseshoes hitting the ground, striking her heart again and again.

Suddenly, her heart clenched, and she involuntarily glanced to her right rear.

That spot, which should have belonged to Frost's Descent, was now strangely empty.

She instinctively turned her head to the side, and on the other side, a dark brown afterimage rushed up along the ground like a ghost.

(End of this chapter)