Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 341 Combat
"call out--"

Amidst the thunderous roar, she only saw a dark brown afterimage purse its lips and make a whistling motion, without making a sound, yet she hallucinated hearing a whistling sound.

As if hallucinating, she saw Shuangjiang's lips move slightly, and she said silently:

"Hello, Miss Boom Boom! Don't you want this match to be... even more spectacular?"

As it silently uttered these words, the dark brown creature seemed to glide along the ground, or as if its legs were equipped with springs. With a few thuds, it achieved an astonishing acceleration by using the gaps in the outer lane with an extremely low profile.

Her acceleration was extremely fast, and the air currents she generated even caused the grass on the track to bend to both sides instantly, centered on her, making a series of swishing sounds.

The sudden arrival of Frost's Descent, like a lit fuse, shattered the already tense match.

The battle between Northern Black Horse and California Shining has taken a new turn.

California Shining made the first move. The blonde girl, like a shark that had smelled blood, suddenly accelerated, creating a distance of less than half a horse's length between herself and the black-haired girl who was right in front of her.

She spun a brilliant golden arc at the bend, like a dazzling shooting star, with grass clippings flying out from under her horseshoes like stardust, turning into a dazzling meteor tail.

The solution to the Northern Black Horse is simple.

Without any fancy techniques, she suddenly unleashed her power onto the ground when she sensed the dramatic change happening right behind her.

She transformed into a black hurricane, or like an endless night sky, devouring the racetrack ahead with an almost tyrannical force.

The golden arc that California had cast had not yet faded before it was instantly swallowed up by the black night.

The track behind was also submerged.

The turf on the track was violently torn apart, and the splashed grass clippings and mud rained down like a black downpour.

As it was torn apart and kicked and splashed, the track emitted a groan of unbearable strain, a groan that seemed to tremble and groan for the rampaging black beast.

As the smoke of battle cleared from the lead position, on the inner track, the indomitable steel and the "tango" steps of the "Tango" dance, which would decide the outcome later, suddenly accelerated to White Two.

Unyielding steel no longer clings to inward pressure, but instead charges forward like an arrow released from a bow.

Her flowing chestnut ponytail drew a sharp arc at the bend, sweeping towards her opponent with a sharp, air-slicing force.

However, the light brown figure seemed to have anticipated this.

The young woman from Europe always wore a calm smile, her hair swirling gracefully in the wind. With an almost freehand gesture, she dodged to the side, perfectly avoiding the sharp edge.

In the blink of an eye, the movements were as elegant as court dance steps, and the decision was made later before taking the lead into the bend.

Under the influence of kinetic energy and centrifugal force, her tail first swayed slightly inward as a feint, and then, like a deadly whip, suddenly lashed outward.

Unyielding Steel reacted just as quickly, narrowly dodging to the side.

All of this happened in just a few breaths.

In a short period of time, the two racehorses became entangled twice and then quickly separated, like two intertwined venomous snakes, engaging in a deadly battle on two separate occasions.

A little further back, the world of thunderous sounds suddenly tightened. She knew that Shuangjiang was still half a horse's length behind, but in the whistling of the wind and grass, she could clearly catch the scorching heat emanating from him.

She had heard that many American racehorse girls liked to eat a type of mint candy, and that the scent emitted by Frostfall had a refreshing minty flavor.

This crispness collided violently with the salty sea breeze of the Persian Gulf and the sweet, fishy smell of broken grass stems, like strong liquor poured on a flame, instantly igniting her boiling blood.

Only then did she realize what the "spring-like steps" that Sister Qi and Yasui Makoto were talking about really meant. Those steps, at that moment, transformed into a breathtaking reality in her peripheral vision.

On the outside, a dark brown figure sped along the ground, its knees and ankles like precision-forged springs, each step unleashing terrifying elastic potential energy.

The muffled thumping sounds mixed with the crisp cracking sounds, and the grass rippled like waves under those footsteps.

The force was so great that it seemed to dent the entire track, each strike precisely hitting her violently beating heart.

The sound was deafening, my heart pounded, my ear tips trembled violently, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end.

She suddenly felt a weight lift from her shoulders, her body tracing a sharp arc in the air as she launched a counterattack with an almost instinctive reaction.

Instinct and fighting spirit were ignited at this moment; the thunderous pupils contracted to pinpoints, the ear tips pressed tightly against the scalp, and the horseshoes gripped the ground fiercely.

She deliberately slowed down by half a step, feeling the approaching frost, until the other person's breath was almost blowing on her shoulder blades, before suddenly bursting out with force.

The grass clippings on the outside were sent flying into the air by her kick, and she used the momentum to make a beautiful turn, forcefully cutting off the acceleration path of the frost with her body.

"You want to surpass me...?"

Her canine teeth clanged crisply in the wind, and a silent, suppressed growl escaped her throat:

"It's not that easy!"

Meanwhile, the commentator's shouts had already penetrated the broadcasting equipment and echoed throughout the training field:
Ladies and gentlemen, pay attention!
"Frost's Descent launched a surprise attack, and the situation in the game suddenly changed!"
"The first to react were Northern Black Horse and California Shining, whose battle for the lead position was an epic showdown!"
"Oh my goodness!"

The commentator suddenly raised his voice, and on the big screen, the camera began to zoom in:
"The black-haired war goddess accelerated again, her steps like a warhammer striking the earth, the entire arena trembled at her footsteps!"
"But the golden meteor followed closely, California's stride was astonishingly large, she clung tightly to the Northern Black Horse, not giving an inch!"
"Then!
"After a fierce battle with the indomitable steel, the two racehorse girls fought again. Their fighting spirit was burning. Every time they crossed paths, it was like a blade grazing each other's throats!"
"The thunderous roar also served as a counterattack against the sudden attack of Frost's Descent!"
"She lowered her center of gravity just like Shuangjiang, which is muscle memory honed through countless trials!"

"Was she doing it on purpose? Did she deliberately let Shuangjiang follow?"
"In short! Now! This very moment!"

"Beautiful acceleration and positioning!"

"The thunderous roar halted the advance of Frost's Descent!"
"This female horse racer from Japan has proven that to overtake someone, you must first catch up with your own shadow!"

The stands were already in an uproar.

Tens of thousands of spectators stood up at the same time, waving flags and posters of all colors wildly, forming wave after wave of surging waves.

Japanese viewers erupted in enthusiastic cheers, with shouts of "Kitaku Genkoma," "Unyielding Shinko," and "Thunderous Roar" rising in waves.

Meanwhile, a unified cheer erupted from the European audience, with shouts of "Long live the Queen!" and "We'll decide later!" reaching the heavens.

The situation was even more chaotic in the United States, with "GOGOGO" chants, whistles, and the names of California Shining and Frostfall reverberating wildly, as if the air itself was trembling.

(End of this chapter)