Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 211 Start Sprinting

When passing the first and second turns, Northern Xuanju's perception was completely different from the first time he passed the third and fourth turns.

The last time he turned, even though he had listened to Yasui Makoto's analysis and instructions before the race and had done many rehearsals and training, the depression and stuffiness still made him feel suffocated.

The auras of the opponents in front, behind, and left intertwined together, and the chaotic rhythm kept hitting her, making her feel like she was stuck in a quagmire, and every step was difficult.

For a few moments, she keenly noticed that her breathing had become rapid and disordered, and the movement of her limbs was restricted and difficult to perform.

It felt like being trapped in an invisible cage, with obstacles all around and no way to break through.

Nerves are like a well-strung piano wire, stretched straight and prone to breaking at the slightest touch.

And at this moment, the feeling of seizing the only opportunity to burst out and dominate the leading position is like leaping from the dark abyss into the bright sky.

Stretch your limbs to your heart's content, and every leg lift and landing is filled with familiar strength and rhythm.

The track under her feet was like a tamed dragon, allowing her to gallop freely on its back.

The wind whistled in her face, as if cheering for her.

The little fatigue she had felt to begin with seemed to dissipate like the wind, and she felt incredibly refreshed.

The breathing is very long and steady, and the heart beats strongly. Every breath brings oxygen into the lungs, then into the heart, and then injects endless energy into the whole body.

The view is extremely wide and there is no obstruction on the track ahead.

For a moment, even though she knew she was back on the opposite straight line from the starting point, she had the illusion of seeing the finish line.

The moment this thought came into her mind, she became alert.

The body has memory, this is what Yasui Makoto has said many times.

In the past, I have done a lot of training for long distances like 3000 meters.

But what is most profound is still the intensity of the actual competition.

If it were a previous race, you would exit the gate, go through two bends, a straight line, and then pass two more bends, and then you would indeed see the finish line.

But this time, it’s a chrysanthemum viewing.

Even if you run back to the starting point and complete a full circle of the track, you are still a full 1000 meters away from the finish line.

This... is the chrysanthemum appreciation...

This... is the battlefield that determines the strongest of the generation...

So victory or defeat...it can't be easily decided in this position!
With the illusion of an inner alarm bell ringing, Beibu Xuanju took a deep breath in the nick of time and quickly adjusted his mentality.

At the same time, he desperately reached out to the back, using the corner of his eyes, the ear on his head that was blown off, and every part of his body that he could feel.

Outside...someone is moving outside.

Right behind us... there's still a fight going on, about five or six of them.

After that... taking the lead, Unyielding Steel? Sounds familiar...

After that...it should be Satomi Pentium...

The positions are improving, and...

The last student...hasn't he solved the problem of the distance the gate will fall?
After realizing that this was not the time to relax, Beibu Xuanju quickly sorted out the position and dynamics of the opponent behind him in his mind.

In just a second or two, the entire situation on the field became clear in her mind.

She began to adjust her state.

Breathing was the first thing she focused on. She narrowed her eyes, put aside all distractions, and focused on each breath.

When she inhaled, she seemed to take in all the air in the world, her abdomen bulging slightly. When she exhaled, she completely expelled the foul air in her body, as if to discard all the pressure and burden.

Each breath was long and deep, and the rhythm was as steady as an ancient clock, providing her body with a constant source of power.

As she adjusted her breathing, her posture also quietly changed.

The upper body, which was originally leaning forward slightly, leans forward a little more, and the muscles in the back tighten slightly.

A smooth and powerful arc is formed from the upper body to the lower body, providing solid support for the limbs.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes looking straight ahead firmly, as if to penetrate the air and lock the finish line in the distance firmly in her sight.

Adjusting the pace is the key.

She began to gradually increase the length of her strides, and each step seemed to be measuring the length of the track.

The front foot was raised high, drew a graceful arc in the air, and then fell rapidly, hitting the ground with a dull and powerful sound.

The back foot follows closely behind, pushing off the ground with force, propelling the body forward.

The moment her feet touched the ground, she seemed to feel the reaction force from the ground. That force was like a surging wave, pushing her away again and again.

With the perfect coordination of breathing, posture and pace, Northern Black Horse gradually entered the best condition for long-distance sprint.

In the stands, the audience's eyes are closely following the horse racing ladies on the track, and the commentary's voice will echo in the stadium.

"Everyone! The team has exited the corner and reached the countermeasures line. The order is gradually stabilizing. Please confirm the specific position.

"Leading the field is still Northern Xuanju. After a beautiful breakout, she is now leading the entire match.

“Following closely behind is number 8 Ribbon Triumph, who is two and a half lengths behind. She is pushing forward and seems determined to continue the exciting race at St. Regent’s Memorial.

“The original leaders, Shibo Yizhi and Red Solomon, are now in third and fourth place.

“Tagano coffee is catching up.

"A length and a half behind is the Coronation Stone.

"The competition among the escaped horses is still fierce and the race is still tense."

The commentator explained the situation in detail and quickly, and the audience became more nervous and excited.

"Alber No. 9 started to move from the outside and seemed to be showing signs of action."

The commentator continued:
"However, contestant Alber didn't move forward. Behind her was the second most popular player, Indomitable True Steel.

"Unyielding True Steel is two and a half horse lengths behind the Fleeing Horse Group and is trying hard to catch up, and his position is slowly improving.

"Two lengths later came Joyful Song, and she also started to advance from the middle group.

"Satoshi Benten, who ranks third in popularity, has not yet made a move. She seems to be waiting for the perfect time.

"Mission No. 5 is pushing forward, while the last runner, No. 7, is still trying to catch up, trying to make up for the gap she lost. Her persistence is truly moving!"

The commentator expressed his feelings when he said this, and the audience also gave him encouraging applause for his determination.

“The second uphill climb is coming!”

The commentator suddenly shouted excitedly:

"Northern Xuanju took the lead, and she's clearly picked up speed! Is she going to make a last-ditch effort to widen the gap with her opponent?
"Number 14, Miracle Blazing, has also begun to move. Number 13, Reimu Soaring, is advancing, and Number 15, Skywing Swift Feather, is not far behind! The entire team's position...

“It starts changing rapidly!”

As the commentator's voice grew increasingly high-pitched, the sun poured unreservedly onto the entire field, transforming the eighteen figures of the horse girls into swift and agile streaks of lightning, illuminating the second charge towards the slope with unstoppable force.

(End of this chapter)