Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 190 The Romance of the Runaway Horse

On the track, Northern Black Horse was feeling the sense of "limit" coming from all over his body.

She felt like a ignited engine at this moment, bursting out with unprecedented power, sprinting endlessly forward.

The whistling air exploded into a series of explosions in her ears, and she could clearly feel the rolling of the grass scent in her nose and mouth.

Equally clear is the centrifugal force of entering the first corner, and the feeling of loss as the centrifugal force blows the sweat off my cheeks, arms, and thighs.

Her breathing rhythm and sprinting foot changed at the same time. She slightly adjusted her center of gravity, and her left foot cut into the ground with an illusion of being horizontal.

This is the secret that Silent Suzuka taught her to escape around the bend.

Don't picture yourself running, don't even think about yourself.

Speed, only speed.

All thoughts are focused on speed. Use the fastest speed possible, try your best, open your eyes wide, and look at the leading scenery ahead.

The moment her left foot touched the ground, the teachings of her predecessors echoed in her mind, and she could also hear the faint groaning of her muscle fibers as they worked under overload.

But the muscles that have been tempered day after day still faithfully inject power into the ground.

She felt very clearly that every time she pedaled, the feeling of having her feet firmly on the ground was followed by a moment of emptiness.

That was the turf and the soil base being blasted away.

Huh-ha...

As she used the technique of cutting into the corner, she deliberately lengthened her breathing rhythm.

This wasn't something Suzuka-senpai taught her, but rather the rhythm of her training and the breathing method unique to long-distance horse racing girls.

During the Dream Cup, she was so absorbed in the wonderful performances of her predecessors that she didn't notice these things.

But Yasui noticed it.

Not only did she notice it, but she also kept training this breathing rhythm in the subsequent training camps.

The one who did this in the Dream Cup should be Senior Mejiro Mitsuaki. She did not use centrifugal force to relieve her physical strength like her predecessor, but she felt that she should have felt what her predecessor had experienced at that time.

Oxygen was compressed into the chest with breathing, and the alveoli actually felt like they were burning.

The burning sensation quickly spread from the lungs to the whole body, and the blood vessels now did not seem to be rushing with blood, but more like flowing with melted flames.

Suddenly, the afternoon sunlight in front of her took a turn, and her pupils shrank slightly.

The second bend.

The first two turns of the 2200-meter race at Zhongshan Stadium are located at the top of the slope after the uphill climb, and the second turn quickly slopes downward after entering the turn.

If it were her before, she would definitely slow down to make a smooth turn.

But this time, she chose to escape.

Suddenly increase the swing range of your arms and switch your sprinting foot again.

She could feel the ponytail behind her being stretched straight by the airflow as she accelerated, like the tail flame of a meteor.

Right...now!
There was a sound of some shackles breaking inside my body. When I stepped hard on the ground the moment I entered the corner, the power in my waist and abdomen instantly exploded throughout my body, and the feeling of abundant physical energy since the start of the race began to dissolve in an instant.

The world in my sight suddenly changed.

She suddenly understood what Silent Suzuka had said.

"Why do you like to escape? This...

"It suits me, I want to run this way, and I should be able to win if I run this way. That's probably it to put it in general.

“But I actually prefer another way of saying it…

"The Great Escape... is actually quite romantic, Xiaobei."

Beifang Xuanju's eyes widened unconsciously, and the world seemed to be caught in a mad vortex. The guardrail on one side of the runway was like a streak of light, flashing rapidly in his peripheral vision, blurring into an illusory shadow.

Also in the peripheral vision, the stands that were originally clearly visible now seemed to be pulled back rapidly by a pair of giant hands. The faces of the audience, waving posters and cheering sticks, all turned into colorful blocks of color, twisting and deforming at a very fast speed.

The autumn afternoon sunlight no longer shone warmly, but turned into dazzling rays of light, passing by her like a sharp sword, leaving dazzling afterimages on her retina.

The whistling wind was no longer a resistance, but seemed to be supporting her body and blowing on her back, making her climb up as if she were stepping on an invisible staircase of air.

The burning in the lungs and blood vessels turned into a refreshing shudder, just like the moment when one suddenly jumps into a hot spring in the bitterly cold winter.

Yes, Suzuka-senpai, that kind of romance...

I saw.

There was a crisp sound from the radio, as if a cup or something had fallen over.

"Everyone! Did you see that?!"

The commentator's voice seemed to be suddenly lifted by some powerful force, instantly penetrating the already boiling clamor in the stands:
“Northern Xuanju, her advantage…is constantly expanding!

"Already nearly ten horse lengths! Almost ten horse lengths—!"

His voice was filled with an uncontrollable throbbing, and every word was like the sound of a heavy hammer. As the Northern Black Horse rushed towards the straight line on the other side of the stands like black lightning, the commentator's shouting became increasingly hoarse:
“10 horse lengths!

"Big difference!
"Northern Black Colt is leading by a staggering 10 lengths!

"Leading the world in a thousand miles! No one can match him!

"Escape! Fly! Fly to the frenzy of the festival, where everyone is watching and cheering!"

The commentator's voice was a little hoarse due to excessive excitement, but this did not diminish its shocking power in the slightest.

The stands erupted in thunderous applause, and almost all the spectators were standing, waving flags, posters and cheering sticks wildly, creating a sea of ​​cheers.

Their faces were filled with fanatical excitement as they shouted the name of "Northern Black Horse". The uniform shouts seemed to fill the entire stadium like waves surging on the sea.

However, at the front of the stands, Yasui Makoto's expression became increasingly solemn.

He held the telescope tightly, staring at the dark shadow on the opposite straight line, without saying a word. However, the Manchester City tea table beside him had a similar expression and whispered:
“It’s time to slow down…”

Her voice was not loud, and was drowned out by the roar of the waves as soon as she opened her mouth, but Eliseko took up the conversation without hesitation.

"It's time to adjust the pace."

With a calmness that was completely different from her previous madness, Ari Suko's eyes were serious.

“Even if the opponent doesn’t react at first, 10 lengths… is the limit.

"This is probably the most exhausting first half of her career since her debut. If she doesn't adjust her pace, she'll end up in a straight line... I'm afraid she'll lose speed."

As soon as she said this, her peripheral vision flashed, her eyelids twitched, the corners of her mouth turned up, she stroked her chin, and smiled.

"Oh? Has anyone finally figured it out? Looks like this game... is much more interesting than I initially thought, Kukuku..."

Once again, the commentator's voice paused for a moment and then suddenly rose in pitch.

"Enter the opposite straight line and confirm the positions of each player... Wait!
"Some contestants are chasing after the Northern Xuanju! It's...

"Ribbon Triumph!"

The voice was full of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what he saw. In an instant, the commentator shouted like a machine gun.

"Right now, the first place is still held by a large margin by Northern Xuanju, the second is Freedom Chaoyi, and the third is Ribbon Triumph!

"The second most popular player, Satomi Pentium, is at the top of the subsequent leading group, followed closely by Tianyi Xunyu!

“Right now!
"The Ribbon Triumph is in full force!"

(End of this chapter)