Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 583 The Afterglow of Victory

"With a thunderous roar, she broke through first! With a thunderous roar, she broke through first! She was right behind Rong Houzaijue! Right behind Rong Houzaijue!"
"The cacophony of sounds also rushed up! She's in the inner passage, in the inner passage!"

"Gao Shangjunyi was blocked, but she was very far forward, and she kept a close eye on the leading opponents!"
"300 meters! 300 meters!
"Golden performer! Unyielding true steel!"

"They also held on, they also broke through, they also rushed up, and they also held on!"
"There was absolutely no lead whatsoever, the Emperor's autumn viewing chase didn't happen, this Japan Cup match was such a tense and chaotic battle!"

"200 meters! 200 meters!
"They're still locked in combat!"
"They're still locked in combat!"
"They're still locked in combat!"
"Is there...not even the slightest sign of a decisive lead?!"

"Any one of the players?!"
"There's still..."

As if an invisible hand had gripped his throat, the narrator's voice paused eerily for a moment.

Consequently, the bustling Tokyo stadium fell into an incomprehensible, vacuum-like silence for a moment.

And in the next instant, all the accumulated energy exploded!
"...Northern Black Steed, Northern Black Steed! It's the Northern Black Steed, the Northern Black Steed!"
"They've broken through! They've broken through!"
"Although it was very, very short, it broke through, it broke through!"
"The Northern Black Horse is in the lead by a little bit! The Northern Black Horse is in the lead by a little bit!"

"Can you...can you hold on?! Can you hold on?! Hold on!"

"The glory of winning the Japan Cup is right before our eyes, the honor of winning the second stage of the Autumn Triple Crown is right before our eyes, and the glory of an era's name is right before our eyes!"

Hang in there!!
"Northern Black Horse!!!"

The scene was never silent.

The previous cacophony of voices had long since coalesced into an unstoppable torrent, and had long since converged into a single name.

Northern Black Steed.

They shouted or roared at the top of their lungs, and thousands of eyes, whether present or not, were focused on one spot at that moment.

On the fiercely contested front line, formed by several top female racehorses of this generation and even the world, which were fighting to the death, there was a slightly protruding position, like the tip of a knife!
The final 100 meters were a test of pure willpower and flesh.

The three-colored light and shadow at the very front:
The fiery gold-red, the icy deep blue, and the stubborn black-gold remained tightly intertwined, each step accompanied by a tearing sensation in the muscles and an explosive feeling in the lungs.

The golden-red creature attempted a final, desperate squeeze with its last strength.

The deep blue color, like a precise chase after its prey, searches for any opening where sharp teeth can bite.

The black and gold color is like a rock welded to the inner path, and every step it takes bursts out with a desperate yet tenacious power.

Behind them, even more colors surged, roared, and tried to engulf everything in front.

Purple, white, brown... figures rushed forward like madmen, forming a wave that almost completely submerged the leading group.

Seventy meters...

The fierce, golden-red attack seemed to finally show signs of exhaustion, and the suffocating pressure subtly eased.

Fifty meters...

The deep blue figure suddenly accelerated, like a shark that had been lying in wait for a long time launching a fatal attack, and in an instant it almost kept pace with the black and gold.

Thirty meters...

The black and gold figure suddenly let out a low, almost inhuman roar, suppressed to the extreme, and the white steam exhaled from its mouth and nose was instantly stretched into a straight line by its speed.

In that almost impossible situation, with a ruthlessness that came from the depths of her bones, she once again leaned her body forward a crack.

ten meters...

five meters...

Finish line!
Several colors, in a sequence imperceptible to the naked eye, frantically ripped open the invisible ribbon that symbolized everything!

The immense momentum propelled them forward for a considerable distance before they struggled to slow down. Sweat poured down their faces like rain onto the track, their chests heaving violently to the point of spasm, their white breath thick and steamy. Almost everyone, the moment they crossed the finish line, struggled to turn their heads, casting their anxious, almost frantic gazes toward the scoreboard that would decide their fate.

Silence, waiting, my heart pounding like a drum.

then……

"We won! Yes, we won!!!"

The narrator's voice was like torn brocade, yet it burst forth with power beyond limits at its highest point, each syllable burning with pure passion and awe.

It's her—!!!
"Northern Black Steed—!!!"
She did it—!!!!

"The Queen arrives with the glory of the Emperor's autumn appreciation, and today she will once again embed the most precious gem of the Japan Cup into the crown!"
"This is not a simple victory, it is a coronation, the second shining star of the autumn triple crown, fiercely lit under the clear sky of Tokyo!"

"Look at her, look at this black-haired girl who fought her way out from the innermost path, steadied herself in the chaotic early game, and used her willpower to carve a bloody path in the most brutal final hunt!"

"The feet that shatter conventions today shatter the doubts from the world and pave the way for a new era of imperial rule!"

"This is not a competition, this is a declaration!"

"It was her most arrogant and unquestionable declaration to the whole world!"

"She is—"

"Northern Black Horse!!!"

The audience section exploded completely.

Yasui Makoto slammed his fist into the railing in front of him with a loud thud. He then slumped against it as if all his bones had been removed, his chest heaving violently as proof of his excitement.

Airi clutched her chest as if suffocating, gasping for breath. Her eyes behind her glasses shone with an almost fanatical light, as if she had just personally run that thrilling race.

Yamato Akari and Alimee were already hugging each other, crying and laughing, their faces covered in tears and snot, but they didn't care at all.

In the stands behind, Chunqiufen seemed to want to wipe away all her excitement and snot, tightly hugging the chestnut-haired little racehorse girl in her arms, who had a helpless yet blessed smile on her face. She rubbed against her, cried and laughed, her voice choked with sobs, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Inside the VIP box, the Emperor of the East Sea seemed to have all his strength drained away in an instant. He staggered back several steps as if exhausted, and finally collapsed onto the soft sofa.

She let out a long, trembling breath, a complex smile on her face, a mixture of immense pride and relief.

Zhuo Fu stared blankly at the finish line for a long time, as if still savoring the fierce battle of the last moment, until she saw the face of the Emperor of the East Sea and suddenly came back to her senses.

What she might have meant to say turned into a knowing smile. She shook her head, turned around, and gracefully brewed a steaming cup of black tea, which she gently placed on the tea table in front of the emperor.

On the track, behind the finish line...

Northern Black Horse lay on its back on the grass, overwhelmed by an unprecedented extreme exhaustion and an uncomfortable feeling of weakness, making it difficult to even move a finger.

As far as she could remember, it was the first time she had ever felt so breathless, her chest burning with pain, and each breath felt like it took all her strength to take.

She gasped for breath for a long time before gathering a little strength, supporting herself with her elbows, and slowly sat up.

My mind was still blank, except for the desperate, all-or-nothing rage I felt when I crossed the finish line, and one incredibly clear thought:

Won……

They absolutely won...

We truly, absolutely, and unequivocally won.

(End of this chapter)