Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 147 Next Game, Continue
For a moment, Beibu Xuanju felt like his heart was about to stop.

Three uphill climbs, four turns, acceleration, and a final sprint...

After months of hard work day after day, she was now doing her utmost to show everything she had accumulated, and she believed that she had not slacked off at all.

She knew that it wasn't enough for her not to slack off.

Every opponent who stepped onto the field was also not letting up, she had witnessed it before and now.

But I didn't expect that just after I got rid of the pursuit, I didn't even have time to breathe before I was chased again.

No, it's not a pursuit anymore.

She was caught up.

Her peripheral vision tilted uncontrollably to the outside, and she happened to meet a pair of eyes glowing scarlet.

Her heart trembled, and the next second she could see clearly that they were thunderous eyes that were familiar yet unfamiliar.

The pupils were still the purple-blue gradient that she had always thought was special, but the whites around the pupils were densely covered with bright red bloodshot.

The blue-purple pupils had shrunk into a black hole the size of a needle tip, as if they were going to swallow up all the light in front of them, along with their own back.

The bloodshot was like lightning, flashing non-stop as if it was going to split everything in half. The air was actually filled with a pungent smell as if something was burning.

When I was caught by the afterglow from those eyes, an uncontrollable fear arose in my heart for the first time.

Not just the eyes.

The thunderous roar at this moment carried a familiar, strange, and daunting terror all over his body.

The extremely short and powerful gasps were as sharp as metal scraping against glass, and each sound was like a knife cutting on the eardrum.

The bulging veins on the white neck were like green vines, whipping the collarbone and even the whole body as the head stretched forward.

Every swing of the arms causes the shoulder blades to rise and fall, and every step he takes drives the torso forward. The rise and fall and forward rush combine to form a sharp sickle blade, breaking through the front with unparalleled force.

Beibu Xuanju suddenly remembered the previous training match and the dream.

At this moment, what was paralleling her was no longer the roar of thunder, but the great shock that once deterred her, and the East China Sea Emperor whom she admired and respected.

The illusion of looking up to a lofty mountain and deepening glory emerged in her eyes, and she once again saw the wall that once stood in front of her and the figure she had longed for.

In a trance, the weightlessness of falling from the chair came over me countless times. My heart, which had been pumping to the limit for a long time, suddenly slid into the bottomless abyss with helplessness.

But all this was just a moment.

My feet...are so heavy...

My legs...seem to have lost all feeling...

My arms are starting to go numb...

My lungs feel like they're about to explode...

but……

As if the blood and bone marrow had been drained, the body that should have been gradually exhausted was suddenly filled with strength again.

My heart once again experienced extreme tension and relaxation, and the desperate contraction that seemed to be about to jump out of my throat hit my eardrums.

His legs and arms felt like they were filled with lead, and every movement was as heavy as a thousand pounds, yet he continued to move forward and swing.

My lungs felt like they were about to explode, my throat was as dry as if a knife was scraping it, and the strong wind in my face was still blowing into my throat with a fishy taste.

My vision had long been blurred, but the finish line just in sight was incredibly clear.

The Northern Black Horse roared softly.

“My rhythm…

“It’s not over yet!
“The sound is thunderous!!”

The familiar yet unfamiliar eyes and figure beside me fluctuated.

There seemed to be a look of astonishment, amazement and inexplicable gratitude in those eyes for a moment.

His figure became as blurry as his vision.

Not only is it blurry, it's also distorted.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the distorted figure was moving away and tilting very slowly.

But extremely quickly, along with the finish line that disappeared in the blink of an eye, it appeared right in front of me.

Then continue to lean and sit down on the ground.

Eh……?
Suddenly startled, confusion and surging anxious concern emerged in his heart, and Northern Xuanju suddenly heard the broken voice of the commentary.

"The final 100 meters of duel are destined to make this Japanese derby go down in history, and the winner of this desperate fight..." The sound of thunder roared!
“2 minutes and 23 seconds!
"A record-breaking derby win!
"At the same time! 2 minutes 23 seconds! Northern Xuanju's finishing time also broke the previous record!

“New Era!

"A new era of two powerful rivalries... has arrived!!"

……

……

……

I opened my mouth several times, but no sound came out.

I tried to look at the sign several times, but my neck felt like it was rusty and I couldn't move it.

My eyes felt a little stinging, as if sand had accidentally gotten into them while I was sprinting.

The bridge of my nose felt sore and swollen, as if I had fallen after crossing the finish line in my debut competition.

After a long while, he took a long, slow breath and held it in his chest.

After a long time, I felt weak from head to toe, and my chest, which had been raised high, relaxed a little bit.

“I lost…ah…”

He murmured softly, and his ears and shoulders, which had drooped down at some point, straightened up. He was no longer confused, but anxious again.

Looking at the figure still sitting on the ground in front of him, Northern Black Horse ran forward.

"Miracle-chan! H-How are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell anywhere...?"

As if in a daze, Mingsheng Leidong did not respond to the shouts, and his eyes were as aimless as the mist.

It was not until Beibu Xuanju squatted beside her, touching her thighs and arms, touching her forehead and patting her cheeks, that she focused on the present.

“…Ah, I…”

She spoke softly, held her knees, lifted her calves, and tried to stand up.

As soon as his butt left the ground, he sat down again in an instant.

Only then did she realize that her palms, knees, calves and even every muscle in her body were shaking uncontrollably.

Also noticing the trembling, Northern Xuanju became panicked.

"Wait, wait a minute! Mingsheng-chan, please don't move. I...you...it's better to let a doctor check you out!"

She stood up straight and was about to run towards the medical team stationed outside the field when her hand was suddenly held.

Looking over in surprise, I happened to meet thunderous eyes and quivering lips.

"Next game... continue..."

After being stunned for a moment, Northern Black Colt understood the meaning of the thunderous sound without any instruction.

He opened his lips again as if realizing his defeat, but no sound came out.

Soon, a strange tremor mixed with joy spread throughout my body.

Retracting her steps towards the outside of the field, she grasped the Thundering Sword with her backhand and exerted a little force.

Watching her friend who had just defeated her slowly stand up, she nodded vigorously.

"it is good.

"Chrysanthemum Award, Arima Memorial, Emperor Award, Takarazuka...

"G1, G2, G3, any game is good...

"The next one, the next one, the next one...

“I… won’t give up so easily.

"Don't think you can just run away after winning a match...

"The sound is thunderous."

He stared at the Northern Black Horse with extremely serious eyes for a long time, and then Mingsheng Leidong suddenly smiled.

"I won't run away, no matter which game, I won't run away...

"The battle has just begun, it's not over yet...

"The northern black colt."

(End of this chapter)