Having trained real horses, why are we now training racehorse girls after time-traveling?

"what?"

However, the next moment, before the emperor could react, the raging waves that had been following closely behind the emperor and McQueen seized the opportunity!

At that moment, Nu Tao's foot suddenly exerted force, even leaving a footprint on the grass! Her explosive power, finally released from its burden, surged forth like a raging flood!

"Oh! The legendary general, Fury Wave, has unleashed his power! On the last bend, he has overtaken the Emperor of the East Sea!"

"?!"

At that moment, the emperor, who had just surpassed Zhen Jiling and thought he had finally returned to the top spot, caught a glimpse of Nu Tao, who had swept past him like a gust of wind and appeared in front of him in an instant, creating distance between them. He was immediately dumbfounded.

"I apologize to Your Majesty, but it's time for me to exert my strength."

Behind the emperor, McQueen's voice slowly drifted over. Before the emperor could react, McQueen pushed off with both feet, her astonishing explosive power allowing her to surpass the emperor and chase straight after the raging waves!

What happened? What happened? Why did Nutao and McQueen suddenly appear in front of me?

At this moment, the East Sea Emperor stared at McQueen and Raging Waves, who had suddenly widened the distance between them. Stunned, the East Sea Emperor even forgot she was still on the racetrack. Her self-doubt caused her to unconsciously slow down...

She seemed to gradually realize that she was now on a completely different level from the two racehorse girls in front of her...

Chapter Thirty-Five: The Second Outburst of the Emperor of the East Sea

"What a dramatic match! We're all starting to get excited!"

On the commentary stand, Tamamo Cross, who was in charge of the live broadcast, was quite delighted by the many changes that were happening on the field. According to her level at Treson Academy, unless it was a race like the Arima Kinen where age could be completely ignored, she would almost never be able to compete on the same stage as these racehorse girls, most of whom had not even participated in their debut races.

However, even though it is just a friendly match without any rankings, the intensity of the competition on the field and the racehorse girls' thirst for victory have already made Tamamo Cross and many of her senior racehorse girls realize something.

This year's new female racehorses are definitely not bad!

"Ladies and gentlemen, I, Tamamo Cross, can confidently tell you as a racehorse girl that although these new racehorse girls are still quite inexperienced in my eyes, the talent they are displaying has already surpassed that of my age!"

"Oguri? Oguri, say something! You're a commentator too!"

"...If I have the chance, I'd like to wait until they've grown up and then compete against each other." Oguri Hat's expression was quite solemn and serious at this moment. Although she didn't think that the aura of these new racehorse girls could threaten her, the talent they were showing now was very interesting to Oguri Hat.

Oguri Hat's attention was mainly focused on the few fiercely competing riders at the front of the track. Although she was initially slightly amazed by Maki's burst of speed, she immediately lost interest when she realized that Maki only had the explosive power of a sprinter – after all, Oguri Hat's forte was middle-distance.

Megumi McQueen, Meishou Ryuu, and Tokai no Tsurugi are the three horse girls that Oguri Hat is most concerned about at this moment. She thinks they are the most likely to compete with her on the same stage.

...However, the East Sea Emperor's mental fortitude still needs more training. Otherwise, Little Chestnut Hat feels that if she were to go all out on the field, she would terrify the little girl so much that she would tremble with fear.

"Hmm, it seems Oguri feels the same way as me! So now everyone should understand just how high the bar is for this year's newest Uma Musume contestants, right?"

Tamamo Cross nodded in agreement, then turned her gaze back to the arena, where the outcome seemed to be becoming clear.

"Now, we've passed the last bend, and next is the final straight for the finish line! After Maki-rei took the lead in the first three bends but then lost speed and fell behind, the racehorses have started to unleash their full power! But none of them have overtaken the renowned Nyu-tō and Megaku Mickey!"

"Raging Waves and Megure McQueen are currently almost evenly matched! However, Raging Waves seems to be in the lead! Can Megure McQueen secure the final victory in the final straight sprint?"

"And behind—ah, has the Emperor of the East Sea lost his momentum? Is there absolutely no hope of seizing this last chance? You'd better stand up straight, Your Majesty!"

However, as Tamamo Cross said, perhaps because of the great stimulation from Megumi McQueen and the famous Raging Waves, the East Sea Emperor was still unable to recover from the shock. The East Sea Emperor, who could have fought McQueen and Raging Waves, slowly slowed down from the beginning and was almost caught up by the racehorses behind him when he was almost in the middle game.

The Emperor of the East Sea was still immersed in the scene of being overtaken by McQueen and Raging Waves, unable to extricate himself. He watched helplessly as the distance between the two women grew further and further away from him, his unfocused eyes seemingly unable to accept this fact.

How could this be... It was only a week ago that I raced against McQueen and Raging Waves. At that time, I clearly had a significant lead over their horses...

Why is there such a big gap now? The East Sea Emperor didn't understand. Although she knew she still had a lot to learn, she was very clear about her growth rate in a week—there couldn't be such a huge gap!

Even if she did slack off a bit this week and became slightly arrogant and complacent, she shouldn't have fallen so far behind all of a sudden!

How far away are McQueen and the others right now? Three horse lengths? Four horse lengths? If I unleash my full power now, can I still catch up with them?

The emperor was bewildered, and her pride began to waver. For a fleeting moment, she even felt that she might not be as strong as she thought...

Was it because I had a good relationship with the president that everyone always let me have my way? Actually, I wasn't that strong to begin with?

"—Don't give up, Emperor!"

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from beside the emperor, pulling her out of her self-doubt. She instinctively looked to her side and found that Special Zhou, who had arrived late, was watching her from a position slightly behind.

"Special Week? You, why are you here?"

The emperor asked instinctively, then immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and anxiously asked, "Special Zhou, where am I? Am I already at the back of the line?!"

"No, Miss Empress, you're still in the middle of the game. Only McQueen and Raging Waves are competing ahead of you." Special Week, on the other hand, gradually found her form on the field. Unlike Empress, her late start caused her to underperform, leaving her stuck at the back of the pack and unable to break through.

However, Zhou is getting stronger and stronger as the battle progresses. Even though he started late, he overtook many racehorses. At the last corner, he successfully overtook the slowed-down Maki, and now he is in the middle of the race, ready to sprint ahead.

"Your Majesty, let's sprint together! We still have a chance!" Zhou Qi encouraged the East Sea Emperor, who was slowly regaining her strength, and said with a smile.

"There's still... a chance..."

However, at this moment, the Emperor of the East Sea subconsciously looked ahead. This was the final charge, and the collision between McQueen and the raging waves in front of him was like two ferocious beasts, their momentum enough to inspire awe.

"...We can't get through." The emperor bit his lower lip slightly, saying with extreme reluctance:

"Someone like me can't compete with them on the same stage; I'm far too inferior..."

"—These words don't sound like something Emperor would say."

However, Zhou was also somewhat surprised. The Empress, who had been so confident before the competition, was now so devastated. Yet, her eyes remained bright and she spoke without the slightest fear:

"The Empress I know is confident even when facing strong opponents, a racehorse girl who is not afraid of any powerful rivals. How did you become like this?"

"Look, everyone is striving for victory, so why are you standing still here, Emperor?"

"Everyone……"

Upon hearing this, the East Sea Emperor was slightly taken aback and subconsciously looked behind her—although she had lost some speed due to the previous influence, she was still at the forefront of the middle game.

Therefore, she could see that many of the racehorses chasing behind her had lost speed due to the previous pace, panting and looking distressed, but they were still moving their legs.

Whether it was the twin turbos stuck at the back of the pack, unable to break through due to their poor positioning; or the exhausted and slowed oyster, the poetic drama; or the Holy King's Aura, clinging tightly to Special Week and East Sea Emperor, ready to explode at any moment... none of them gave up like her...

Didn't they realize they had no chance of winning? Of course they did, but giving up knowing they couldn't win was not something these proud racehorse ladies would do.

"If Emperor doesn't keep up, then I'll have to! Good luck, Emperor!"

As soon as Special Week finished speaking, she finally unleashed her long-accumulated final kick at the sprint straight! Although she was still slightly inferior to McQueen and Raging Waves, Special Week's final kick widened the gap between her and the East Sea Emperor, propelling her closer to the front!

Looking at Special Zhou, who had distanced herself from him, the East Sea Emperor was slightly taken aback. Others might not know, but Special Zhou had only recently enrolled, and it was she who had taken him on a tour of Treson Academy.

Although the two women hadn't spent much time together and this was their first time competing on the same stage, she didn't think that Zhou was better than her.

Special Weekly was a freshman who had just arrived at Treson Academy a few weeks ago, while she was a racehorse girl who had been undergoing systematic training at Treson Academy for a long time. Both her experience and strength were far superior to Special Weekly's.

But now, the special Zhou rushing in front of her reignited the flames that had begun to die out in the East Sea Emperor's chest—she did not want to lose.

"I……"

I don't want to lose! I don't want to lose! I don't want to lose!

"I won't lose!!"

Finally, with the roar of the East Sea Emperor, as if breaking free from a prison, her incredibly flexible legs, like springs compressed and then launched, unleashed an unprecedented and astonishing burst of power after a brief pause! She charged forward with incredible speed!

"Finally! The East Sea Empress! As expected of the one we've been eyeing! She unleashed an astonishing final strike! Surpassing Special Week in one fell swoop! She's closing in on Megumi McQueen and the renowned general, Raging Waves!"

Chapter Thirty-Six: The Final Showdown, The Final Victor

"Hahaha……"

In the final charge, both Megumi McQueen and the renowned Raging Waves gave it their all. The two women, who had previously trained together with weights to lose weight, now unloaded their weights, as if freeing themselves from all restraints, and unleashed unprecedented power!

The body felt lighter than ever before, and the legs and feet had never felt so free. It was as if they were riding on wheels of fire. After getting used to running with the load, McQueen and Raging Waves could unleash even greater explosive power than before!

"As expected of Nu Tao, I knew you would be my most noteworthy opponent this time."

McQueen, watching Raging Waves who was about half a horse's length ahead of him, panting heavily, spoke to Raging Waves with admiration:

“I’ve been watching your training closely. Your dedication, your hard work, and that belief—I knew your performance would exceed my expectations, and I was right!”

"...I just don't want to let the trainers down."

Nu Tao bravely expressed her opinion on this matter. Compared to her usual self, Nu Tao on the racetrack was more courageous and decisive. Although she was not as aggressive as McQueen, as a racehorse girl, Nu Tao had already fought against McQueen for countless rounds on the racetrack.

For a moment, it was as if the phantoms of two horses were coalescing behind them, constantly clashing, competing, and roaring at each other, but neither was willing to give the other any advantage.

They all held fast to their beliefs; none of them wanted to lose; and they all hoped that their victories would be witnessed by those they cared about!

"The trainer is watching me."

"Therefore, I absolutely cannot lose!"

Nu Tao gritted her teeth and continued to swing her body. She exerted her strength slightly earlier than McQueen, which resulted in a slight lack of stamina. However, there was still some distance to go before the finish line.

A straight sprint is the most likely way to change the course of the battle. At this point, Raging Waves has no other option but to relentlessly pursue McQueen. As long as she can maintain her half-horse length advantage, McQueen will indeed have no chance.

"Tch." McQueen gritted her teeth slightly. Raging Waves was more troublesome than she had imagined. It was not at a disadvantage in the confrontation with her aura and it was really difficult to defeat it in a short time.

Is it really going to be a missed opportunity?

"McQueen! Don't lose!"

Meanwhile, in the audience, the Meguro sisters were cheering enthusiastically for McQueen. Meguro Ryan even stood up and shouted towards McQueen in the arena:

"Swing your arms, McQueen! Get all your muscles moving!"

"Sister Ryan, McQueen can't hear you if you call him like that." Megumi Dober, who was standing to the side, seemed to feel embarrassed when she saw that everyone around her was looking at her.

And most importantly, Grandmother is right there; they should maintain the elegance expected of the Meguro family. Dober was a little worried that Ryan would be scolded by Grandmother for doing this.

Fortunately, Grandma seemed quite calm. She watched the game closely but didn't cheer or frown, appearing to be in a stable mood...

"Damn it, is there anyone who can cheer for McQueen near her?!" Megumi Ryan looked around anxiously. McQueen was competing now, and they weren't on stage. Otherwise, they could have shared some of the pressure with McQueen and given her a chance to break through.

But now they can't do anything, they can't even find a good spot to cheer. Are they just going to watch McQueen lose to the legendary Raging Wave?

"Leave it to us!"

At that very moment, suddenly, a figure leaped down from the high stands. The silver-haired racehorse girl, carrying a young man on her back, darted through the crowd and quickly descended to the bottom of the stands—the area closest to the racetrack!

"A golden ship?!"

"Everyone, make way!" However, the Golden Ship, who had appeared on the scene without warning, carrying Jin Lang, completely ignored the stares of others. Instead, it continued running along the track, shouting as it went:

"McQueen! Go for it! The old man is here to cheer you on too! Don't lose!"

"!"

However, the sound of the Golden Ship startled McQueen, who was locked in a stalemate with the Raging Waves on the track. He subconsciously looked out of the track and saw the Golden Ship running with Jin Lang on its back, almost keeping pace with him. He also saw Mr. Jin Lang, who was on the Golden Ship's back with a bandage over his nose, but McQueen still recognized him.