Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 212: The Final Challenge to Determine the Strongest of Generations

When his footsteps felt the upward momentum for the second time, Northern Xuanju instantly noticed something was wrong.

The last time I stepped onto the slope on the opposite straight line was shortly after exiting the gate.

At that time, my physical strength was like a surging tide ready to burst forth, full and surging.

With this kind of physical strength, every step you take seems to carry endless momentum, able to break through all obstacles ahead.

But at this moment, the distance already run was more than 2000 meters.

In previous competitions, the finish line would be within reach in just a few seconds or a dozen seconds after running more than 2000 meters.

You may have even crossed the finish line and are enjoying the glory of victory.

But in this chrysanthemum viewing, there is still a distance of nearly 1000 meters ahead.

Even though she was gradually increasing her speed, it would probably take her about a full minute to run the remaining distance.

This is not something I didn't know or mentally prepare for before the game.

But when he actually ran here and experienced this matter firsthand, Beibu Xuanju suddenly felt as if his heart was hit by a heavy hammer and shook violently.

At the same time, she was shocked to find that the physical strength that she had been proud of and rarely felt tired was now disappearing like the air in a ball with a hole in it.

Going uphill, I entered the third turn for the second time, and it was okay at this point.

The breathing is still the familiar rhythm, as are the arm swings and steps.

Entering the turn, cutting along the inside lane, the rhythm remains unchanged.

The changes began to appear from the second time entering the fourth turn.

I feel difficulty breathing.

The originally steady and powerful breathing rhythm that continuously supplied energy to the body is being disrupted little by little.

When inhaling, the lungs seem to be gradually bound by layers of thin membranes, and the alveoli seem to groan, complaining about the difficulty of absorbing enough oxygen.

When exhaling, wind resistance or other invisible forces hinder the turbid air from being completely expelled, and it remains in the chest cavity, slowly accumulating a feeling of stuffiness.

The arm swinging movement is gradually no longer as coordinated and powerful as before.

The amplitude decreases unconsciously and the frequency gradually slows down.

It used to help the body move forward, but now it seems to have become a burden.

It’s not that I haven’t tried hard to adjust the rhythm of my arm swings, trying to find the original rhythm.

But every time I tried, it was like fighting against the most difficult BOSS in the game for the first time, with little effect.

My leg muscles began to feel heavy and sore when I took a step, as if they were filled with lead.

The distance that was once easily traversed now requires more effort.

With every step she took, she could clearly feel the roughness of the track beneath her feet.

That friction is no longer a help to move forward, but has begun to become a resistance to progress.

Then comes the brain and sight.

It was as if I was shrouded in a thick fog, and my thinking became slow and chaotic.

Her vision began to blur, and everything around her seemed to be distorted, with the track shaking and deforming before her eyes.

She tried hard to concentrate, but could only barely make out the vague outline of the end of the fourth bend.

At this moment, she faintly heard the commentator's voice coming from a very far distance, as if separated by a thick barrier:

“The downhill section is about to end, only… 600 meters left!
"The horse racing girls are starting to struggle, but! The final challenge to determine the title of the strongest of the generations... is coming!!"

The narrator's voice was filled with excitement, and every word was like a ignited flame, leaping and burning:

“Northern Black is still in the lead, but she’s clearly showing signs of fatigue, but she still has a three-length lead!
"Ribbon Triumph is still clinging on, but the gap between her and Northern Xuanju is widening...

"Tagano Coffee rushed up! She replaced Ribbon Clicquot as second!

"Number 15, Tianyi Xunyu, is making a move! The bad horse racing girls are making a move! The third most popular, Satomi Pentium, is finally making a move!
"Satomi Pentium is advancing! The second most popular, Indomitable Steel, is also advancing...

"wrong!
"Unyielding True Steel moved to the outside, ready to charge!
"Next is the Glorious Certificate No. 10! Outside is... No. 7!
"Di Li Li Zhi finally rushed forward! She finally rushed forward! She chased after the Proof of Glory from the side!

"The leader of the Fang Group is now number 12, Wonderful Warrior! The last one is now...

"Important Heart Number 1! She's already stalled!

“Ready to be straight!
"The last 400 meters!"

The commentator almost roared as he conveyed every bit of key information to the audience.

The audience seats were already in a frenzy.

People who had already stood up were waving flags and glow sticks and shouting at the top of their lungs.

Cheers, screams, and cheers intertwined together, forming a deafening wave of sound that seemed to overturn the entire stadium.

Horse racing girls like Oguruma were also leaning forward excitedly, their eyes fixed on the track, not daring to blink for a moment, for fear of missing any exciting moment.

Their hands were clenched tightly, their palms were full of sweat, and they kept muttering words to cheer for the horse racing ladies.

Kitajima Saburo's eyes were fixed on Kita no Xuanju, his lips trembling as he incoherently cheered for his granddaughter:
"Xiaobei, come on! Hold on! You can do it! Go ahead!" His voice became hoarse due to excessive excitement, and his eyes were full of worry and expectation.

Yasui Zhen was also staring intently at the arena. Kitajima Saburo's excitement infected him, and he also shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Xiaobei, keep the pace steady! Show your strength! Cross the finish line!"

His telescope had long been hanging on his chest, but he was completely unaware of it. Beads of sweat covered his forehead, and his eyes were wide open as he stared at the black-haired girl at the front of the team.

At this moment, the commentator's voice suddenly rose:
"The final straight line!"

“Alber on the outside came to third place, and the Coronation Stone on the inside took another step!

"But the will to fight has stalled, and the Coronation Stone's progress is blocked!"

"Aim for the innermost position! Unyielding True Steel is catching up!
"Alber! It's Tagano Coffee in a flash! Indestructible True Steel...

“Catch up to second place!
“Satoshi Pentium follows closely behind!
“But second is Unyielding True Steel!
"Sharp! Sharp final kick! She's crushing Northern Xuanju's lead!

"The Northern Black Horse on the inside! And the Unyielding True Steel on the outside!

“Only 2 horse lengths left… 1 horse length… and a half horse length!

"Could it be..."

The commentator's voice trembled slightly with excitement:
"Am I going to be surpassed so easily?!
"Northern Black Horse?!!"

In the stands, the atmosphere froze instantly, and there seemed to be a moment of suffocating silence.

But the silence only lasted for a very short time. In a blink of an eye, the entire stand began to boil like an erupting volcano.

The emotions of countless spectators were completely out of control at this moment. Too many people were so nervous that they stopped breathing, stared at the track with their eyes wide open.

More people couldn't help but let out screams, the sounds rising and falling, as if they were going to break through the sky of the entire stadium.

Among the horse girls who had been following the race, even the usually calm and composed Ogurume was so shocked and excited that her whole body was trembling. Her eyes were fixed on the track, and her hands were unconsciously clenched, with her nails almost digging into her palms.

(End of this chapter)