Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 102 Junshu Account and Victory Server
While Yasui Makoto was comparing theory with past training, Kita no Xuanju also completed the first round of training.

"Okay, take a break. This lap was good."

Nodding with satisfaction, Yasui Zhen then asked with concern: "How is it? Do you feel any discomfort on the right side of your body?"

"Hey, I also felt very comfortable running just now."

Responding with a smile, Northern Xuanju rubbed his right shoulder and lifted his right leg.

"The right side... feels fine. Anything wrong, trainer?"

"You switched incorrectly during the second gradient acceleration."

Shaking his head, Yasui Zhen began to draw a diagram on the tablet computer he carried with him.

“I told you before that continuously using the same-side lead leg can lead to unilateral muscle overload.

"You should have switched to your left leg to lead at Turn 3, but you didn't switch to your right leg early and switched to your left leg again when entering the turn.

"Switching feet is not only for speed, but also to balance the body load and reduce the rate of accumulation of unilateral muscle fatigue. Keep these in mind."

Looking at the freehand sketch on the tablet screen, recalling the past in his mind, Northern Xuanju became apologetic.

"It seems so... Sorry, trainer, I was so comfortable running that I didn't notice it."

"There's nothing to apologize for," Yasui smiled, "This is the first time I've combined all these techniques together, you're just not used to it yet.

“As I just said, you performed well in this lap.

“But you have to pay attention in the next practice.

"Assuming that all the tactics we just trained are used, you will have to switch your lead leg at least three times in positioning and in the two gradient accelerations, which means six times.

"Add to that the necessary switching on the straight line, and the frequency of leg changes is not low. I must get used to it before Gaoyue Shou."

……

The subsequent training, which lasted until the afternoon, was mostly based on the full 2000 meters.

As he completed round after round of training, An Jingzhen found fewer and fewer problems.

This made him happy and at the same time he could hardly restrain his emotion.

There is no doubt that this horse girl is a hardworking genius.

To be honest, the whole day was just a boring cycle, and he doubted he would be able to stick with it all.

Even if you can stick to it, you will definitely get annoyed.

More importantly, even though this type of training doesn't offer as much resistance as a parachute sprint, it's actually quite strenuous.

For the current Northern Black Horse, its ability in a straight line can only be described as average, at least compared with many of its opponents of the same period.

If you want to gain enough advantage, you can only work hard on the corners.

The load on the body caused by curves is much greater than that of straight lines, especially in the route we are practicing now, where the angle between entering and exiting the curve is very small, which further increases the burden on the body.

It was only through the inspections and tests over the past few months that he was convinced that Northern Black Horse's physical fitness was strong enough, otherwise he would not have arranged these tactics and training.

However, in the face of such boring and high-intensity training, the girl always looks energetic.

Even though he began to tire at last, the fighting spirit in those red eyes never faded.

In the end, Yasui couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

But he still waited until Northern Xuanju completed the scheduled training task before he couldn't wait to stop.

"Okay, that's all for today. Let's get ready to eat."

He shouted to Kita no Xuanju on the runway to come over, and then Yasui Zhen packed up the tablet computer, drone and other tools.

Shaking his wet black short hair, beads of sweat drew tiny golden lines in the sunset. Beibu Xuanju breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweaty cheeks, and ran over excitedly.

"Okay! Let's eat! By the way, Trainer, do you want to try the 'Goddess of Victory's Energy Bomb'?"

"What bomb...?" Yasui was stunned when he was putting the remote control into his backpack.

"It's the cafeteria's special today."

After swallowing, Kita no Xuanju rubbed the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with longing. "I heard about it at noon: Kochi Prefecture's bonito festival, Hokkaido Tokachi beef, drizzled with secret honey, and carrot sauce..."

"Saliva, saliva, wipe it first." Pointing at the crystal saliva gradually spreading from the corner of the girl's mouth, An Jingzhen said with a helpless smile.

"Ah? Saliva... oh oh..."

His earlobe felt warm unconsciously, Beibu Xuanju turned his face away, touched his lips casually, and looked back expectantly.

"Anyway, trainer, want to try it? I'll treat you!"

"Sounds delicious."

Yasui Zhen put on his shoulder bag and the backpack containing the drone and shook his head regretfully.

"But I have a meeting later. It will probably be very late after the meeting..."

"It's okay! I'll just wait in the cafeteria!"

He said something in a quick response, and Northern Xuanju turned curious.

"Is this the trainers' meeting?"

"Yes, the notice was sent last night."

Nodding, with a little anticipation, Yasui Zhen smiled.

"Let's talk about the Junshu account and the winning server."

The Junshu account is similar to the racing account, and both are symbols of horse racing girls.

The difference is that the latter can only be obtained after debuting, while the former has no restrictions on application conditions.

Through a Junshu account, anyone can share daily updates and see public messages from other users.

Among all Junshu accounts, those eligible to participate in high-reward events will be certified by the URA Association and other official organizations.

Depending on the levels of G1, G2, and G3, certification will also be divided into three levels: gold, silver, and bronze.

After winning the Spring Championship, Northern Xuanju's Junshu account naturally passed the certification, but An Jingzhen had not noticed this before.

After reading the notice, I realized that this account needs to cooperate with the association and the academy to publish some updates regularly.

For example, the upcoming updates related to Gaoyueshang.

This can also be considered a form of operational publicity.

The situation is similar for the decisive server, but it is only available to horse girls participating in the G1 event.

Yasui really knows this.

There are gods like the Three Goddesses in this world, who protect all horse girls.

The most obvious blessing is the decisive suit.

Only by wearing this special costume can the horse racing ladies display their full strength in the G1 arena, or even exceed their strength in other events.

"Decisive, decisive victory suit?!"

Shaking off the fatigue after training, Northern Xuanju cheered in surprise and clenched his fists.

"Right, right! The Gaoyue Award is for G1, and only G1 can wear the final uniform. I'm going to participate in the Gaoyue Award soon, so I'll have my own final uniform..."

Seeing that his horse racing girl seemed to have just reacted, Yasui Shin laughed for a moment. Just as he was about to make a joke, he was surprised to see Kita no Xuanju coming over impatiently and pushing him.

"Then what are you still doing standing here, Trainer? Go to the meeting now! If you're too late and there aren't any winning suits left, I, I...I'm going to be mad at you!"

...Hey, hey, are you kidding me? You forgot about the trainer when you heard about the winning suit. Are there any horse girls like you?

Even more laughter, but An Jingzhen understood Beibu Xuanju's anxious mood and couldn't help laughing:
"Don't worry, the winning uniforms are all custom-made, and all horse girls participating in the G1 events will have one.

"But you should be careful when you eat later and don't eat too much.

"The size of the clothes I gave you is your current size. If you gain weight all at once, be careful that your winning clothes will be torn."

He couldn't help but make a joke.

(End of this chapter)