Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 5 Unstable Training Speed

Although the agreement has not been signed yet, Beibu Xuanju has changed her mind. The pile of folders and videotapes in her arms are the information she mentioned.

That was what An Jingzhen asked the Emperor of the East China Sea to provide in the afternoon.

Unlike other academies, the student council president of Tresen Academy has great power and can handle all kinds of affairs on behalf of the academy without going through the board of directors or the chairman.

This includes the right to handle the school's archives, many of which are inaccessible to the outside world.

An Jingzhen is just a newcomer now and does not have the power to review it for the time being, but with the approval of the Emperor of the East China Sea, there will be no problem.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaobei."

After opening the door, he turned straight into the living room and pointed casually at the floor.

"Put it wherever you want. I'll get you some water."

"Oh, okay... Don't bother, Trainer. The president treated me to a lot of honey drinks, and I'm not thirsty yet."

"Then please sit wherever you want...Have you eaten yet?"

"not yet……"

Northern Black Horse shook his head and became excited.

"I've also told the Guild Master that I'll be taking care of the trainer for the next few days. If the trainer needs anything, just let me know!"

"No instructions, just do as you please."

Pulling out his phone, An Jingzhen asked, "Shall I order takeout for you?"

"Does the trainer always eat takeout?"

Beibu Xuanju was stunned for a moment and looked around the room unconsciously.

There was nothing in the entrance except a few pairs of shoes, but there were a lot of things in the living room, all of which were books and videotapes related to horse girls and trainers, as well as a lot of handwritten manuscripts and documents, and there was also a laptop on the coffee table.

Although there were a lot of things, except for a lot of open books on the sofa, everything else was neatly arranged, and there was no mess or difficult place to stand.

If I had to say something, it would be that the trash can was very full, with balled-up manuscript paper and takeout boxes with the words "Gray House" printed on them.

"It's too troublesome to make it myself, and there's a restaurant on the street past the academy that makes delicious food and delivers quickly. I'm used to it."

Putting his cell phone on the sofa, An Jingzhen sat down and casually flipped through the documents that Beibu Xuanju had put down.

"If you don't like takeout, I probably won't be able to keep you for dinner."

"Huh? No, it's okay."

Beibu Xuanju waved his hands repeatedly, then took out his cell phone.

"Then I'll order takeout. The trainer must be referring to the restaurant 'Gray Lodge', right?

"This restaurant is really well-received in the academy. If people don't eat in the cafeteria, they usually go there.

"Oh right! This shop is owned by a few seniors. I wonder if the trainer has seen them... eh?"

Just as he was looking for the food delivery app on his phone, Kitaguchi Xuanju became curious when he saw An Jingzhen turning on the computer on the coffee table and the TV series and video projector in the living room.

"Trainer, what are you doing...?"

"Watch some of the matches in Tokyo and compare your stats."

After selecting a videotape and inserting it into the projector, Yasui Zhen sat back on the sofa, placed a stack of documents next to the computer, and casually explained:

"There's no video of your training, so let's get a brief overview of the situation this way first.

“The archives department preserves multi-camera recordings, which are difficult to find online or elsewhere. The information of each contestant is also unique.

"It's easier to understand your situation using these comparisons, but after signing the contract, I will definitely want to see your running situation with my own eyes." As he spoke, Yasui Zhen noticed that Kita no Xuanju's attention was almost entirely focused on the game being played, and he couldn't help but nod secretly.

Running is an instinct and a yearning for horse girls.

However, even though they share the same instincts and aspirations, there are differences between horse girls.

For example, many of the horse racing ladies I met in my hometown are not particularly enthusiastic about the competition, at least not like Northern Black Horse, who would be so focused once she encountered a competition.

From this point of view, this horse racing girl already has an excellent foundation in competitive awareness.

What was being broadcast was the interview before the game. It didn't matter much whether you watched it or not, so after secretly praising it, Yasui Shin glanced at the phone in Kitahara Xuanju's hand, picked up his own phone on the sofa, and casually ordered two takeouts.

Afterwards, he compared the video and various data and entered them into the computer to start calculations.

For competitions, the most intuitive data is speed, and the most important ones are exit speed, cruising speed, and speed of the last three waves.

The gate exit speed is the time from the gate opening to the horse girl's reaction. Theoretically, the maximum reaction time is 0.1 seconds and the average time is 0.25 seconds.

This difference is often used to seize the position in the early stages, and to a certain extent will affect the subsequent tactics used.

Cruising speed lasts the longest and generally refers to the speed between the opening and closing stages.

The speed in most competitions is between 15 and 17 meters per second, and the difference depends on factors such as the schedule, the level of participants, and the conditions of the field.

The speed of the last three waves can also be called the maximum speed, which is used to decide the victory in the last 600 meters.

This distance may fluctuate by 200 meters depending on the race schedule, tactics, and situation, and the speed will also change accordingly.

Compared with the speed data shown in the video, the record of Northern Black Horse in the archives is not outstanding, both the peak and average numbers are much lower.

However, Yasui Zhen was not surprised, because the former were data from official competitions, while the latter were only training data, and they were training data before their debut.

He is primarily concerned with volatility, or the variance of data within a given set.

The smaller the variance, the more stable the data set is, and vice versa.

After calculating and verifying it more than a dozen times, the conclusion is obvious. The variance of Northern Black Horse's training data at this stage is very large, which means that her speed is not stable.

This situation can certainly be explained by the level of power control, but it is definitely far from enough.

Speed ​​is just an appearance, and strength control is only one of the reasons. The other reasons include oxygen uptake, fat ratio, gait characteristics, running posture habits, etc. Each one will affect performance in training and official competitions.

After changing some algorithms and data, An Jingzhen soon came up with a guess beyond the power level.

"Xiaobei, have you ever trained in the 'raid step' specifically for competitions?"

"Come on! Come on! Come on...eh?"

When Yasui Shin asked, Kitaguchi Genju was watching the video with great interest and cheering for the horse racing girls in it, as if he was there in person.

"Striking Step...? I learned that in class, but..."

She scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed. "I've never been a trainer before, and my family's elders haven't taught me..."

Yasui fell into deep thought.

I had some impression of it before, and I just looked up some information. Beibu Xuanju was born in a large family, and there were other horse girls in the family besides her.

But it wasn't particularly outstanding, so it was normal that no one specifically pointed out any problems with it.

"Trainer, if I don't master the attacking step, my next match..."

Knock, knock, knock. A knock on the door interrupted Kitaguchi Xuanju's words, and at the same time, An Jingzhen's cell phone rang.

(End of this chapter)