Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 554 Crimson Eyes, Burning Torch, Autumn Shield

Before he could finish speaking, McQueen unconsciously stood on tiptoe, his shoes screeching against the stands, and his tone became increasingly solemn:
"At this stage, whether it's leading or following, it doesn't matter anymore."

"Next..."

She paused, then emphasized:

"It's all that's left is a head-on clash of speed."

"Whoever can unleash their full potential in their final move... will have the last laugh."

The excitement on the face of the Emperor of the East Sea vanished instantly, replaced by a wave of calm.

Although she didn't say anything, her gaze towards the Northern Black Horse began to show tension.

My friend is right; the significance of the lead position, or rather all positions, lies at the strategic level.

But at this moment, the situation has narrowed down to the final straight line, or even to the final straight line that is about to be halfway through, and the role of any strategy or tactic has been reduced to an extreme.

At this point, all that's left is a head-on confrontation, or rather...

"The last foot..."

She stared intently at the black-haired girl on the track, and this one word came to mind.

The next second, several figures surged into her field of vision from the side, causing her pupils to tremble slightly.

She stared intently at the approaching figures, forgetting even to breathe.

She felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart tightly, and even her unconscious whispers trembled slightly:
"As expected...they've caught up!"

The rain was still slanting through the air, but the wind on the track had changed.

No longer enveloped in coolness, but instead scalded by the rushing figures.

The final 300 meters of the marker line gleamed coldly in the rain. The Northern Black Horse had barely secured its lead position for two seconds when it sensed that the "hunters" behind it were already surging forward like a tide.

Here it comes again...

Once again, she felt the sharp edge of being the target of everyone's attacks in the early stages.

A sharp blade slashed in from the outside, the sound of horseshoes pounding through the puddles like a sudden downpour on metal, each step shortening the distance to itself.

"Manleshi! Manleshi launches the first attack!"

The commentator's voice cut through the rain:

"Man Le Shi is in hot pursuit! Man Le Shi is in hot pursuit of the Northern Black Horse!"

Another sharp edge came from directly behind. Its tail, stretched straight by the wind, seemed poised to lash out at the other's face. The breath it felt at the tip of its tail was filled with a desperate, relentless ferocity.

"Unyielding Steel! Unyielding Steel is almost on par with Manleshi! The gap between them and Northern Black Horse is constantly narrowing!"

Another force, like a thunderclap gathering momentum, suddenly burst forth from the gaps in the ranks from the outside.

"Satomi Kouko! Satomi Kouko is here too! Can Kita Genkoma hold on? Can Satomi Kouko, who's charging into the paint now, overtake her?!"

There are still some.

Instead of blindly sprinting, he used the airflow from the other three pursuers to find a slight opening at the corner's tangent...

Surprisingly, an opponent was able to join the chase.

And...it wasn't just one!
"Chaos! Utter chaos!"

The cheers from the stands rippled through the rain, and the commentator's voice was hoarse and trembling:

"Good fortune breaks through from the inside! The Heavenly Emperor's Song borrows power from the outside!"

"They caught the tail of the runner ahead, and their target... was also the Northern Black Steed!"

"The gap is still narrowing, the gap is still narrowing, the gap between the pursuers and the Northern Black Steed is still narrowing!"

"The Northern Black Horse is still struggling, the Northern Black Horse is still struggling!"
"Six names: Northern Black Horse, Manle Time, Unyielding True Steel, Satomi Crown, Zendefu, Heavenly Emperor Song...!"
"Six of the best female racehorses from different generations will engage in a life-or-death battle in the final 200 meters!"

"An extraordinary scene: the Emperor enjoying autumn in the rain, the final straight line to glory at the Tokyo stadium, and a chaotic, muddy battle!"

"Through all of this, and finally take down the Autumn Shield..."

Who could it be?!
"100 meters left!!"

In an instant, among the several racehorses rushing toward the finish line like warriors in a fierce battle, the heretical Heavenly Emperor Song suddenly accelerated!
Like a lightning bolt cleaving through the rain, her eyes behind her glasses shone with an astonishing brightness.

Her steps, which had been following behind, suddenly became sharp. She stepped precisely into the gaps in the wind, instantly closing the distance between herself and those in front.

However, no one in front showed any weakness!

Satomi Crown suddenly veered inward, pushed off the ground, and charged straight to Manle's side!
But as she was approached, Manle stepped forward again, forcefully creating a gap that left the indomitable Shin'gang, Zendefu, and Satomi Kou behind her in a standoff. At the very front, Kita Genko's lungs felt like they were about to burst; each breath felt like glass slicing through his mouth and throat.

Her vision was a little blurry, but she could still see Man Leshi's winning outfit swaying in the corner of her eye.

My tail feels a little numb, but I can still feel the breath of Unyielding Steel brushing against the tip of my tail.

My ears felt frozen, yet I could still hear Satomi Takashi's hurried footsteps echoing in my ears.

Good... difficult...

I feel like I can't breathe...

but……

but……

but……

If it's only this little bit difficult...

Then...

"...It's not over yet!!"

He opened his mouth wide as if in despair, letting the cold wind and ice cubes pour into his throat.

She let out a silent growl, increasing the force of her stomping on the ground.

In the midst of the chaotic stalemate, they actually managed to tear a gap open!
The sound of horseshoes crushing grass, the splashing of raindrops, the cheers of the crowd, the panting of the opponents...

All sounds faded away at that moment.

In her world, there was only her own heartbeat and the finish line getting closer and closer.

At the same instant, Manleshi's figure followed closely, his arm, which left afterimages, almost touching the decisive outfit of the Northern Black Steed.

Even the most unyielding steel gritted its teeth, its back taut, as if it were about to break through its limits at any moment.

Satomi Crown, Tenjisong, and Zentofu did not give up either. The three of them, one inside, one in the middle, and one outside, formed a pincer movement and continued to entangle the back of the northern Genko.

The last 50 meters...

30 meters...

10 meters...

The cheers from both sides of the track were so loud they made the ground tremble.

Yasui Makoto clenched his fists in front of the stands, his knuckles turning white.

Alice stared at the timer, forgetting to breathe.

Xiao Fen and Xiao Chu were already standing on the railing, shouting themselves hoarse towards the arena.

The Emperor of the East Sea and Megumi McQueen stood up at the same time, their eyes fixed on the center of the track.

There, several figures were still charging forward with unwavering determination, as if they were going crazy.

The sound of horseshoes pounding through the puddles was like a thousand horses galloping across the land, each step striking the hearts of everyone present.

...crossing the finish line.

"she……

She did it...

She did it!
"This black-haired girl, who was squeezed to the brink of despair in the early stages and carved out a path to survival in the muddy inner passage, did it with a pair of feet that shattered common sense...!"

This is not a victory!

This is an execution!
"It was her execution of the 'impossible'!"

"Even more so, rebellious!"
"She is rebelling against 'common sense'!"

"She told everyone with an almost reckless decisiveness!"

"The muddy inner passage is not a trap, but her unique battlefield!"

"The final hunt is not a dead end, but a sacrifice for her coronation!"

"She raised her own flag in the rain, carrying the first medal of the Qiu Sanguan!"
"This victory was arrogant! It was decisive! It's a victory that all opponents will remember—"

"If this generation has names, then those names can only be:"
"Northern Black Horse!!"

(End of this chapter)