Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 462 The Will of Steel?

The commentator's voice was completely hoarse the moment he crossed the finish line.

But then, his voice, still brimming with passion, surged like a powerful electric current, instantly spreading to every corner of the Hanshin Arena:
"Unbelievable! Absolutely unbelievable!"

"Northern Black Horse, this brave and fearless racehorse, has demonstrated astonishing resilience and unparalleled tenacity in this epic and fierce competition!"

His words seemed to bring to life a vivid picture, bringing the heroic performance of the Northern Black Horse on the track back to everyone's eyes:
"From the very beginning of the race, she faced unprecedented challenges, abandoning her most proficient lead-out running method and choosing a completely new leading-out running method."

"A very risky decision, much like many of her previous decisions, but this risk demonstrated her and her trainer's exceptional tactical wisdom."

"She was very composed, and her response was also very composed on the unpredictable track."

"Whether she maintained her lead or regained it, her response was very composed!"

The commentator became increasingly excited as he spoke, each word seemingly carrying boundless power:
"More importantly, facing the relentless pursuit of her opponents, she demonstrated an iron will and extraordinary endurance, continuously accelerating and running!"

"Then……

She did it!
She succeeded!
"With her tenacious spirit, the Northern Black Horse successfully crossed the finish line in this extremely difficult Takarazuka Memorial, winning the final victory!"

"This is her glorious moment, her moment of brilliance!"
"Let us cheer for the Northern Black Steed, applaud her resilience and tenacity, and her steely will!"

The commentator's words ignited the entire stadium, with cheers, shouts, and applause mingling together like a surging torrent that nearly overturned the entire stadium.

The audience stood up, waving their cheering sticks and flags, shouting the name of Northern Black Horse at the top of their lungs. Their faces were filled with excitement and joy, as if they were witnessing the birth of a great legend.

The light stick in Almond's hand fell to the ground with a "thud," but she was completely unaware.

She simply stared wide-eyed at the black and gold figure on the track, her lips trembling slightly, and it took her a long time to find her voice:
"We won... Senior Xiao Bei really won!"

Her voice was choked with sobs, a mixture of ecstatic joy and profound awe at the incredible competition.

Wang Ziding was equally shocked. She instinctively covered her mouth with her hand, her voice filled with disbelief:
"This...this is too intense! We've never seen such a thrilling match before!"

"Indeed, indeed...it was thrilling."

With a sigh and a look of realization dawning on him, the Emperor of the East Sea looked over, smiled, and put his arms around the two of them, his eyes gleaming with excitement:

"Let alone you guys, this level of intensity in a competition... is probably rare in the entire history of the competition!"

She shook her two younger colleagues vigorously, as if trying to release all the excitement in her heart:

"Xiao Bei... he really is a guy who can bring surprises!"

"Yes, that was a wonderful surprise... I mean, Xiao Bei's performance just now."

With lingering surprise and shock on his face, McQueen regained some of his elegant demeanor.

She brushed aside the bangs that had fallen in front of her eyes, looked at almond-shaped eyes and Wang Ziding, and a satisfied smile appeared on her lips:

"Moreover, it wasn't just Xiao Bei; every contestant gave it their all and displayed amazing strength."

"If nothing unexpected happens, this match... will likely become a classic case study in your classes in the future."

"Really, really?"

Xingmu's eyes widened: "How could... this match be... this intense?" Beside her, Wang Ziding also looked incredulous, and Yasui Makoto listened silently to their conversation without saying a word.

His chest heaved violently, as if he had just gone through a life-or-death struggle. He was breathing heavily, and his legs felt weak, as if he had really run that difficult 2200 meters.

This match was really... too close.

Strategically, there should be no problem. To put it simply, the core idea is to "avoid battle" in the early stages and use all tactical skills to conserve energy.

Only by conserving sufficient stamina can the Northern Black Horse have the right to fight desperately against opponents with superior speed and finishing ability in the second half of the race.

These strategies and tactics were executed to the fullest extent, and the Northern Black Horse made no mistakes whatsoever.

But their opponents were too strong, especially in the mid-range, where they did have a certain advantage over the Northern Black Horse.

Despite the intense competition at the first and second corners, it was astonishing that they could still unleash such speed at the end.

This made Yasui's heart leap into his throat as he watched them relentlessly approach the Northern Black Horse; he almost closed his eyes, unable to bear watching.

Fortunately, he managed to resist the urge to close his eyes, which allowed him to witness the moment his racehorse crossed the finish line.

He has so much to say about crossing the finish line.

However, still shaken by those harrowing moments, he took a deep breath, looked at the Emperor of the East Sea and Megumi McQueen, and regained his composure:
"It was indeed a very exciting and intense match."

"But that's precisely why we need to take Xiao Bei... no, all the contestants, for a medical check-up as soon as possible."

"This competition is too fierce, we must ensure everyone's physical condition."

On the track, the chest of the Northern Black Horse was still heaving violently, and sweat mixed with mud dripped down its chin.

She stared at the bright red "First Place" on the electronic screen, the fiery light surging in her crimson eyes gradually settling into an incredulous stunned look.

Only when the cheers surged past her ears like a tidal wave did she awaken as if from a dream, raising her trembling hand slightly and awkwardly waving it in the air, as if trying to touch this sudden glory.

The sound of hurried but slightly heavy footsteps came from behind, and the other racehorse girls gradually recovered.

Dongbao Lone Wolf flicked its muddy tail and forced a smile at her, but its eyes betrayed its disappointment.
Katsunoshi bent over, supporting himself on his knees, panting heavily, muttering, "Just a little bit more."

There were other exhausted opponents as well. Beifang Xuanju nodded to each of them, and each eye contact seemed to silently tell of the hardship and respect of this fierce battle.

Upon seeing her gaze, the bird, panting heavily, approached.

Her winning outfit was wrinkled and stuck to her body, and her once flowing ponytail now hung limply behind her head.

As she approached, she gasped for breath for a while before finally raising her head:
"The will of steel... that's impressive, Xiao Bei..."

Her voice was terribly hoarse, as if it had been repeatedly sanded, yet it still retained its usual sharpness.

"I lost this time, but..."

She paused, straightened up, her legs still trembling uncontrollably, her eyes filled with burning fighting spirit:

"Don't think you can beat me so easily in the Japan Cup!"
"Then I'll let you know that my last kick... wasn't used up in this match!"

(End of this chapter)