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

"This isn't Shigemachiba this time either! Why are they suddenly throwing a tantrum?"

"I came all this way just to see this? I might as well have watched two Japanese horse races!"

Gradually, the noise from the audience rose again, and Makoto and her group could feel the emotions of the audience. Seeing this, Makoto couldn't help but say in surprise:

"Everyone... seems to be in a bad mood? Are they starting to support us now?"

"While the audience may not be able to discern the aura and domain, they're not fools. They can tell who the most determined racehorse girls are, and they can tell who truly wants to win this race." Golden Journey, her gaze fixed on the racecourse from beginning to end, spoke calmly.

"The outcome will be decided soon, won't it?"

"The last remaining obstacle, Master... perhaps only yourself is left."

Chapter 570: I'm sorry, I won. I'm sorry, goodbye.

As for Golden Journey, she has always trusted Chi Tian's abilities. She also believes that Chi Tian brought the Golden Master here not just to take a stroll at the Arc de Triomphe and leave to fulfill her wish. Even so, Golden Journey is already very grateful to Chi Tian, ​​but neither Chi Tian nor the Golden Master are that kind of people.

Once they step onto the field, they are bound to be aiming for the championship. This time, Chi Tian's determination has been felt by Golden Journey. In fact, she feels that Chi Tian has a deep obsession—it's as if he must win this Arc de Triomphe with the Golden Master, and he is willing to pay any price for it.

However, the only thing Golden Journey was worried about was the Great Master, who was currently on the field and seemed to be exhausting the Great Shock with no effort whatsoever. She seemed to have no intention of giving up and was determined to fight the Great Shock to the death and suppress it.

Now, although Great Shock has accepted the challenge, he is clearly no match for the Golden Master, who has long since solidified his foundation. Great Shock has only recently acquired his abilities and lacks experience in dealing with such situations, so his defeat is only a matter of time.

But after the Great Shock's defeat, is the Master guaranteed to win? Golden Journey believes that this is not necessarily the case.

There is no doubt that the master will crush the great shock; that is the way she seeks victory.

But after overcoming the great shock, will she be the first to cross the finish line? Golden Journey has serious doubts about that.

She knew all too well what it meant when the Grandmaster crossed the finish line: it meant she would become the next Japanese racehorse girl to train in Paris, and that Ikezoe would choose to give up his trainer position to Maruzensky. From then on, he and the Grandmaster, who could be considered the strongest pair, would be separated forever.

This is the path that the master must take; she must become a racehorse girl who can stand on her own. Staying by Ikezoe's side all the time will prevent her from growing; she must learn to face everything on her own.

However, this is the biggest concern for the Golden Journey: what will the master choose?

But no matter what choice the master makes, the Golden Journey won't blame her, no one will blame her, not even Ikezoe.

But everyone hopes that she can go further and reach the pinnacle of the world.

"Fly, Master, fly to the top of the world," Golden Journey murmured, her gaze shifting slightly to Ikezom, who was standing near the finish line in the staff passage.

The horse girl had excellent eyesight and could clearly see the large tears slowly falling from Ikezoe's eyes as she watched the Golden Master approaching her step by step, seemingly muttering something to herself.

Perhaps... they shared the same sentiment as her. They were all people who sincerely hoped that the Gold Master could go even further.

……

"Crack!"

In their final clash, this time, the Great Shock was nearly thrown off balance by the direct confrontation—she wasn't a racehorse girl who excelled in combat, as was the case with the Golden Master. Moreover, the Golden Master's [Domain] was a test of overall qualities, not just combat skills.

However, in the battle of mental strength, the Golden Master had more experience and a more ferocious suppression than the Great Shock. In particular, her mental strength had been almost never missed a day of training with Chi Tian in the [Mind World]. The current level of the Golden Master's mental strength far exceeded the competition with the noblewoman back then.

Da Zhenhan had just broken through, her foundation was unstable, and she lacked experience in combat. In addition, although she was a senior racehorse girl, her mental strength was not so advantageous when facing a Golden Master.

And so, after a period of stalemate involving a sharp right turn and a false straightaway, finally, just before the two women stepped onto the final straightaway... the Great Shock was defeated.

No, rather, she probably no longer had any intention of competing against the Golden Master. She had long accepted that she would lose because she never really intended to win the championship.

Her winning the championship proves nothing, changes nothing, and only benefits the TV station.

As for the training center... to be honest, Dahenzhen didn't feel grateful to the entire training center's leadership just because she was trained by them. She was grateful to her trainers, although none of them had left as deep a impression on Dahenzhen as Naise Fumino. They had also been diligently training her and regarded her as their pride.

She was grateful to the ordinary staff at the sports station who took care of everything for her, so that all she had to do was put on her winning outfit and step onto the field; she didn't have to worry about anything else.

Although she later had an accident at the Arc de Triomphe, she didn't blame the staff—she knew very well that these terrified staff couldn't have acted on their own initiative to administer such pre-competition drugs; there must have been instructions from some ignorant people above that led to that bottle of medicine appearing in front of her.

Now, however, the higher-ups at these TV stations are pushing her onto the field, just to gamble everything on one last gamble.

So, Da Zhenzhen wouldn't mind seeing them off on their final journey, as a way of expressing their "gratitude" for her "meticulous (torture) guidance" over the years.

However, the final outcome seemed somewhat unexpected. She was thinking of giving up, but she didn't expect that she wouldn't even have the chance to give up and would be defeated head-on.

"It seems I wasn't mistaken, the master of gold, Mr. Ikezoe."

"You guys... really are the strongest combination in the world."

She felt no regret, but rather great relief. All her wishes had come true, and she had seen and touched upon that world-class opportunity. However, like the opera king, it all slipped away the moment she saw it.

But she had no regrets; she had gotten what she wanted. However, she now hoped that the person who had surpassed her could continue running without any obstacles.

"You've won, Master Gold, you've defeated me."

"Now, don't hesitate to win. This is your dream, right?"

"..."

However, faced with the shocking words, the Golden Master, with her head down, did not respond. She simply gritted her teeth and silently overtook the slowed-down Great Shock, taking the lead and running ahead!

"Golden Master! The Golden Master has surpassed the Great Shock! An incredibly powerful final kick! He's the first to reach the final straight!"

"A great opportunity!"

Meanwhile, the European racehorses behind them, who had been holding back for a long time, saw their opportunity! With the Great Shock defeated and the Golden Master still weak, each of them unleashed their full power with their formidable aura and domain! The last-foot horses, which had been gathering strength for a long time, were also ready to pounce, all planning to charge forward!

But in that instant, a dark aura suddenly swept in, and all the racehorse girls who had activated their [Domain] instantly had their domains dissipate! All the racehorse girls felt a cold aura hindering their progress.

At this moment, all the horse racing girls present stared at Da Zhenhan with wide-eyed anger and fear—Da Zhenhan, at some point, switched back to the first [domain].

The first area of ​​the big shock is very simple—it nullifies the area effects of all racehorse girls present.

"I'm sorry, but please let this cheating racehorse girl do one last thing for my companions~"

Da Zhen smiled innocently, but the European racehorses behind him were furious but helpless. They had no choice but to charge forward with all their might, despite the lack of a domain debuff.

Unfortunately, the gap between them and the Gold Master is now far too large—the chances are now slim!

Damn Japanese horse racing girls!! — This is the collective sentiment of all European horse racing girls at this moment.

……

"Ha ha……"

The Golden Master was truly exhausted at this moment. She couldn't even release her own aura. Her mental strength had reached its limit, and she was relying solely on her physical strength to run forward in the most primitive way, without any enhancements.

But that's enough. As long as she keeps running at this pace, she can win.

The finish line is in sight. Once she crosses it, she will have already begun her journey to the world's top!

but……

but……

"Golden Master is in the lead! The racehorses behind him are closing in! But Golden Master's speed shows no signs of slowing down!"

"Are we going to win?! Are we going to win?! Master of Gold!"

In Japan, Misa Akasaka's impassioned voice resonated with almost the entire Japanese population, who cheered wildly for the goldsmith who was leading the pack. Victory was within reach, and no one could surpass her!

"Charge! Master Boss!!"

At Treson Academy, the East Sea Emperor led the way with an excited roar, and all the racehorse girls cheered, as if this would make the Golden Master run even faster. They had never known that their voices could be so high.

Inside the dormitory, tears welled up in Maru Zenki's eyes without her noticing. She had finally proven herself, demonstrating her abilities through the performance of her student, the Uma Musume.

"This is my student's racehorse girl... She is the pride of all of us!"

"Charge! Master! Win! You must win!"

……

Am I going to win?

Yes, I can definitely win, as long as I want to win—it always has been that way.

The goldsmith slowly raised her head, and before she knew it, tears were welling up in her eyes.

The moment she looked up, her pupils contracted slightly; she saw Chi Tian.

Not far from the finish line, Chi Tian didn't say anything, but silently shed tears and made a gesture of opening his arms as if to hug her.

In a daze, the Golden Master recalled the joke that Chi Tian had made to him during his first race—he said that if there was really no other way, just imagine the finish line as his, and he would immediately gain motivation.

In the past, this method actually helped the fledgling goldsmith achieve his first success, but at that time, the goldsmith really only intended to kick the pond a little.

But now... all she wants is to hug him. To move forward simply for that hug.

"Chi Tian..."

"I'm sorry—but I won."

Yes, she won. She apologized for the impending separation because she knew that the one who least wanted to be separated was actually Chi Tian, ​​but she ultimately chose her own future, and that's why she apologized to Chi Tian.

But she didn't regret it. She won, and she won the game for everyone's expectations.

As expected, as if he had heard the voice of the Gold Master in the dark, Ikezo nodded heavily with tears in his eyes.

"Congratulations, you've won as always."

"...I'm sorry, goodbye, Orpheus."

"..."

The Golden Master did not answer, but instead, with his head bowed and tears in his eyes, he continued to take that final step. No one saw the weakness of this "Golden Tyrant" at the last moment; only the two of them knew.

"Crossing the finish line! The Gold Master from Japan!! He defeated all his opponents! GI Arc de Triomphe Grand Prix! The winner is—the Gold Master!"

Chapter 571: Overturning the verdict on a shocking event?

"He's crossed the finish line! The Gold Master has crossed the finish line first! Japan's Gold Master! 'The Tyrant of Gold'! He has once again achieved a dominant victory!"

"The Gold Master! The Gold Master has crossed the finish line! He's won! A two-time consecutive champion of the Arc de Triomphe Grand Prix! He belongs to the Gold Master from Japan!"

During the live broadcast of the Arc de Triomphe Grand Prix on French and Japanese central broadcasters, when the gold giant crossed the final finish line at the Longchamp Racecourse, a deafening roar of cheers could be heard throughout Japan. In an instant, motion-activated lights across Japan were awakened from their slumber by these deafening screams.

In the Japanese countryside, small dogs barked wildly as if awakened by thunder, and many friendly neighbors offered their greetings. It was as if the entire nation of Japan had to be excited for this moment.

But this is indeed the case. If someone were to conduct a survey on the sleep quality of all Japanese people on this day, they would be astonished to find that, on average, the sleep time of all Japanese people decreased by at least 5 hours on this day.

In contrast, at this very moment at the Longshang Racecourse, as the Golden Giant crossed the finish line, even though foreigners were unaware of the reasons for the sudden poor performance of their country's female racehorses, they also didn't know how the female racehorse, Da Zhenhan, had even joined the race.

However, they were well aware that the excitement of the race was largely due to the contributions of these two female horse racers from Japan. In fact, while other female horse racers from their countries seemed to be "playing it off" in a rather ambiguous way, these two female horse racers from Japan were constantly competing with each other from beginning to end, without holding back at all.

Therefore, at the moment when the Golden Master finally won, all the foreign spectators at Longchamp Racecourse still gave him a round of applause—although not as enthusiastic as when the Opera King fought his way through the treacherous clans, it still represented their approval.