Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 148 What on earth is going on...? !

When Northern Black Colt and Ming Shenglei shook hands, the horse racing ladies who crossed the finish line one after another looked over unconsciously.

Holding his waist tightly, he stared into the distance, gasping for breath, and Ri Mi Huangguan's hanging hand unconsciously clenched, his nails digging deep into his palm.

My temples were still pounding like they were being hit by a sledgehammer, making my brain numb.

She tried her best to concentrate, she only wanted to figure out one thing at this moment.

At the front of the final straight line...what exactly happened?

"...Crown? Crown..."

"Um... ah?"

He suddenly came to his senses and looked in the direction of the sound beside him. He saw that it was his fellow tribesman Satomi Benten. Satomi Crown tried to smile, but found that the muscles on his face were very stiff.

"W-What's wrong, Pentium...?"

After staring at Satomi Crown for a while, looking at the two figures in front of him, and then looking at the notice board facing the stands, Satomi Benten curled the corners of his mouth.

"Lost to her again..."

He was stunned for a moment, then followed Satomi's running gaze, his nails digging deeper into the flesh. Satomi Crown wanted to laugh again, but still couldn't.

On the notice board, after the two names at the top is "Satoshi Benten".

Then came "Satoshi Crown".

"...Congratulations, Pentium, but really..."

She tilted her head slightly and breathed heavily. Like Rimi Benteng, she tried to pull the corners of her mouth.

"What a shame. If you could be faster, your long-cherished dream of winning the G1 championship..."

“It’s not a long-cherished wish.”

Suddenly interrupted, Satomi Benten pursed his lips tightly, withdrew his gaze, looked past his side, and looked at the northern Xuanju in front of him.

“I… just wanted to beat her.

"But now it seems that there is another one who needs to win."

After realizing who these words were spoken to, Satomi Crown fell silent.

Growing up, she had always been told that her family wanted to produce a G1 horse girl, and she was not unaware of this so-called long-cherished wish.

Training day after day, and going on a winning streak before the classic triple crown, although she had never told anyone, deep down she already felt that she was about to achieve that goal.

A few months ago, after comforting Satomi Benten with her good opera senior, Satomi Mitsuzumi, she became more certain of this idea.

Then after the Gaoyue Award, maybe after crossing the finish line, maybe that night, or maybe during the more than one month of hard work for the Japanese Derby.

In short, before she knew it, she had a new idea.

She wanted to defeat Northern Black Horse.

Leaving the gate, fighting for position, turning uphill, going straight uphill, and the final sprint...

She asked herself that in the past two months... no, it should be said that she has perfectly utilized all the accumulation since her debut.

The strategy of targeting Northern Xuanju as the biggest opponent was also launched. After passing the final bend, they broke through the encirclement and saw that familiar back.

The family's training team made it clear that Northern Black Horse's greatest ability lies in its physical strength. Her strong endurance allows her to withstand more accelerations, smaller cornering angles, and steeper uphill climbs.

However, just like everything has a price, outstanding physical strength and endurance correspond to "slow" speed.

This "slowness" is relative, and this kind of comparison only exists between the top horse girls.

This is indeed the case. Whether it is training data or past game videos, whether it is from the sidelines or the intuitive feeling, the absolute speed of the Northern Black Horse is not an absolute advantage at all.

This is precisely her advantage.

As long as they don't fall behind by more than 5 lengths like in the Gaoyue Sho, they will never repeat the same mistake.

So, what’s going on here…

Even if the speed is the same as the trainers said, that bottomless pit of physical strength...

What the hell is going on… How could a horse girl still have that kind of energy after losing the lead and regaining her position…?
How could he still have the stamina to shake off the pursuers and withstand the second pursuit after speeding up several times...?
How could he still have that kind of stamina to go up the final straight uphill in the Japanese derby...?
Xiaobei...

You don’t even know how to write “tired”…?!

and also……

song……

Even though she had confirmed she was surrounded when she entered the final turn, she...

How did he rush out, how did he catch up, how did he catch up with Xiaobei...

That speed, and that area...

What the hell is going on…?!

His brain, which had recovered, became chaotic again as if it was lacking oxygen. In a daze, Satomi Crown could only hear his own mumbling.

"Yeah, not only Xiaobei... but also Mingsheng...

"Not only the northern black colts... but also the thunderous roars...

"I want to win..."

She paused suddenly.

In front of me, the two figures I had been watching were walking towards me at some point.

Her mind was still in a mess, and she tried to open her mouth, as if she could hear what she said, what Satomi Benten beside her and the other horse girls said.

I seemed to hear the words "Let's continue together next time" and seemed to respond.

Only Xiaobei would say that, Mingsheng wouldn't say that...

This thought came to her mind unconsciously, and she forced a twitch of her mouth as she watched the two figures in front of her walk towards the stands.

Walking towards the stands, he looked at the Northern Black Colt beside him several times and tried to open his mouth several times, but even with the thunderous roar, he still couldn't say what he wanted to say most.

She didn't mean to say "Continue in the next game" or "We'll continue in the next game."

But it’s “Next game, continue with you.”

She didn't know why or when she had this idea.

The fastest, the strongest, the highest, she has been working towards this goal without distraction.

Win, and continue to win, only in this way can we achieve our goals.

So losing the game...what does it mean?
After the two previous defeats, she didn't tell anyone, not even Sister Qicao, and she kept thinking about this problem silently.

But there was no answer for a long time.

She doesn't think she is inferior to anyone else, or rather, she has never compared herself with anyone.

If you want to be the fastest, the strongest, and the most supreme, you just need to compete with yourself and run faster each time.

She finally thought so.

However, as I was running on the final straight line of Gaoyue Shang with this thought in mind, a figure suddenly broke into my mind.

No, it should be said that I had already thought about this idea a long time ago.

"Hello! My name is Kita no Xuanju! Nice to meet you, please be kind! Your name is Mingsheng Leidong, right? Um... Mingsheng-chan, can I call you that?"

The words we exchanged when we first met suddenly came to mind, as well as the figure that was so close to me during our two fights and the little face that was trying its best.

The words, the figure, and the low growl she heard as she crossed the finish line mixed together and lingered in her mind, and she couldn't help but laugh.

"Actually, I want to continue with you...Northern Xuanju..."

"There are so many people here. It feels different now... Huh? Mingsheng-chan, did you say anything just now?"

Looking to his side, seeing the confused expression of Northern Black Colt, Mingsheng Leidong shook his head slightly.

"No, it's nothing..."

(End of this chapter)