Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 486 Is this the strength of G1 level?

When Yasui Makoto suddenly realized something because of Eliseko's words, Eliseko, who was standing next to him, seemed to realize at the same moment that she had just lost her composure.

Her expression changed instantly; her previously fervent expression quickly subsided, and she returned to her somewhat casual demeanor.

Her gaze followed the figure of the Northern Black Horse, her eyes sparkling with contemplation and inquiry, as if at this moment, the entire racetrack had become a huge experimental field for her to study the speed limits of racehorse girls.

After a moment, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she nodded with interest, murmuring softly:

"Oh? This response... suddenly turns into a mass exodus?"

"It seems... to be just right for dealing with the current situation."

When Alice spoke, Yasui Makoto, whose gaze had never left the arena, suddenly brightened up.

In his eyes, the Northern Black Horse on the track seemed to have suddenly received some kind of invisible command, and its body, which had been maintaining a balanced rhythm, suddenly changed.

In that instant, she seemed to transform from a gracefully cruising falcon into a raptor swooping down to pounce on its prey.

His back suddenly taut like a fully drawn bowstring, and his arms abruptly increased their swing speed, his elbows grazing his waist like blades.

The center of gravity was lowered to a visible degree, the angle of the knees was suddenly increased, and each time the legs pushed off the ground, it was as if they were uprooting the grass, and they were slammed into the ground like springs.

The grass underfoot was no longer trampled down, but instead was whipped up into a green mist by the high-speed airflow.

"You... you've realized it?"

With a hint of surprise, Yasui Makoto blurted out, then immediately chuckled and shook his head.

"But...that's more like it. After everything that's happened, it's more surprising that I'm not able to react right now..."

Before he could finish his self-talk, the speed of the Northern Black Steed on the track had already undergone a qualitative leap.

She was already leading by more than a horse length, and after she entered this posture, she pulled ahead at an astonishing speed.

The moment she changed her running style, the Miki Rocket behind her was the first to feel the pressure.

With his chestnut-brown short hair plastered to his sweaty forehead, Miqi Rocket gritted his teeth, trying to keep up with the pace, only to find that the black figure in front of him was moving away at an incredible speed.

His pupils contracted sharply, and Miqi Rocket let out a rapid gasp, disbelief forming in his mind:

"No, impossible. How could the acceleration of the Northern Senior's speed be so sudden?"
"She hasn't used this running style in her previous races...? No, wait, she seems to have..."

"But...but no matter what, how should we deal with this situation...?!"

Further back, Milan Hai's long, silver-gray hair was disheveled, like a spider web in the wind.

She stared intently at the receding figure ahead, her pupils reflecting both shock and resentment.

Her stride frequency was already at its limit, and each landing made her ankles go numb.

However, in her perception, the distance between herself and the Northern Black Steed was still irresistibly widening.

Her breath was burning with pain, and she was deeply shocked:
"This is... the strongest active player?"

"This explosive power...this stamina...this speed..."

"Can...I really become a racehorse girl like this...?"

Only the almond-shaped eyes maintained a relatively stable rhythm.

Since becoming Yasui Makoto's racehorse girl, she has always regarded Hokuto Genko as her idol and the goal she strives to achieve.

No, it should be said that she fell in love with this warm, cheerful, lively, and energetic senior the first time they met.

From that time on, her dream was to be as good as, or even better than, the Northern Black Horse.

It was precisely because of this aspiration, pursuit, and dream that she wanted to surpass this senior in the competition even more.

Through daily interactions and joint training, she was well aware of her senior's abilities. So when the Northern Black Horse suddenly changed its running style, she didn't blindly accelerate, but instead tenaciously held onto third place, her ears alertly picking up on changes in the airflow ahead.

Sweat dripped down her jawline. She pursed her lips, her mind racing:

"The trainer said... the seniors' leadership was never based on brute force."

"It's the rhythm... it's controlling the rhythm of the entire arena!"
"So, if the initial interference didn't work, now... we absolutely must not fall into the senior's rhythm!"
"Only in this way...will I have a chance to win!"

The competition on the field gradually intensified, and the gasps from the sidelines became a continuous chorus.

Some people screamed while holding up their phones, some waved their arms and cheered, and others quietly calculated the distance:

"We've already pulled away three horse lengths... four horse lengths... five... six horse lengths! Senior Northern Black Steed... has already pulled away six horse lengths!"

"Is this guy treating the training ground like a G1 match venue? That's outrageous!"

"Is this the level of G1? If I were on the field... how would I even run...?"

In the commentary booth, Satomi Takako's fingers, gripping the microphone, had turned white.

The usual slow escape has been turned into a fast escape; Northern Black Horse has used similar tactics in previous races.

She knew the strength of the Northern Black Steed better than anyone else, and therefore she was also quite clear that the strategy at this moment was not whether to escape slowly or make a big run, but to test the other opponents.

However, having debuted alongside Northern Xuanju, the two have faced off several times on the field.

She asked herself if she were in that situation, she might not be able to react quickly enough to figure out how to handle the situation.

More importantly, this change in running style is far from the limit for the Northern Black Horse.

The microphone in her hand was already straining to keep up with the load, but she didn't seem to notice. She just stared intently at the leading figure in the group for a long time before looking back with nervous worry.

"In that case, can Little Diamond handle it?"

Satomi Crown unconsciously forgot to provide commentary, but Yamato Akame always kept his responsibility firmly in mind:
"The race is more than halfway through. The speed in the first half of the race is about 16.7 meters per second, which is a relatively fast average pace for a long distance."

"At this moment, the Northern Black Steed is still in the lead, and she already has six horse lengths... Now she has seven horse lengths."

"The northern black horse is seven horse lengths ahead and has the intention to extend its lead."

"The contestants behind are working hard to catch up. The second place is Miqi Rocket, and the third place is Xingmu."

"Milan Hai, who was previously vying for the lead, is now in the second row and looks like he has exhausted a lot of energy."

"Ahead of her is Kozumi Satomi, and she seems to be moving forward."

"We're about to enter the third bend. It seems the key to victory... is about to appear!"

This live commentary echoed across the training ground, eliciting the loudest cheers from the spectators since the start of the race.

However, standing side by side, Yasui Makoto and Alice Soko both shook their heads.

"The key to victory or defeat... well, there's not much of a chance left."

With a hint of regret, Alice crossed her arms and rubbed her chin.

"Strength, skill, experience... well, they're still quite lacking compared to these little guys behind them."

"However, the triple coordination of cadence, stride length, and breathing rhythm... and even this ability to adapt to changing circumstances..."

"Is this... the strongest current fighter?"

As she spoke, her gaze shifted to Yasui Makoto beside her, a playful glint in her eyes:
"Kukuku... Interesting, very interesting..."

(End of this chapter)