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

"Sitabray, have you paid attention to the Golden Master's final kick performance? How explosive is her final kick?"

"Um, well, I... I don't know either..."

However, Sitabre hadn't paid any attention to this point. Seeing his teacher suddenly become nervous, he cautiously said, "But I remember that when the Golden Master came out late, she caught up with me. I thought she had unleashed her power, but during the straightaway sprint, she actually unleashed her power a second time, leaving me a horse's length behind..."

"A second burst... The Golden Master can unleash her final attack in the middle game... That means her second burst should not be as fast as her first burst."

Even though Chiaki was an experienced representative, it was the first time she had ever seen such an unpredictable racehorse girl from the Golden Master. However, she still managed to draw a relatively accurate conclusion based on the limited information available at the time.

Where did this monster come from? At this moment, Representative Qianming also vaguely sensed something. She finally realized the threat posed by this Golden Master who had not yet fully matured, and even she, as an elder, felt a sense of pressure...

The new generation of Uma Musume... is truly... getting more and more terrifying...

Chapter 118: The Golden Master, Resurrected in Grandeur!

"What an unbelievable scene! On this short 1200-meter track, we actually witnessed a duel between two such formidable racehorses! Golden Master and Makoto have now left the pack two horse lengths behind! This is truly rare in short-distance races!"

"Now they are the final contenders for the championship in this race! Will it be the miraculously returned Golden Master, or the formidable Maki, who possesses the strongest skills among sprint horse girls?!"

The commentator's words brought the atmosphere of the race to its peak. Even though short-distance races don't have the same popularity as the more conventional middle- and long-distance races, there were still quite a few spectators at the scene. Of course, this was partly due to the popularity of the newly debuted star, Makoto. Everyone was looking forward to this racehorse girl, who had shone brightly in the Tresson Friendship Race, winning the championship in this short-distance race with unstoppable momentum.

After all, it's quite rare for a horse girl to run a GIII race as her debut race, even in a short-distance event. That alone is enough to attract a large audience to this short-distance race.

"In a 1200-meter race, making a final sprint at the 600-meter mark is not a correct judgment for long-distance racehorses, but it is completely different for short-distance races."

At this moment, Qianming, the representative, looking at the Golden Master who was evenly matched with Zhenji and not at all at a disadvantage, finally became serious. He no longer looked at him as a junior, but as a worthy opponent and said:

"Most short-distance racehorses cannot sustain a 600-meter sprint, and their explosive power in a short time is stronger than that of most long-distance racehorses."

"Therefore, the two are not comparable at all. In this race, Makoto actually unleashed her full power in the halfway point. As a short-distance racehorse girl, she should have exhausted herself near the straight..."

"But teacher, Zhenjiling seems to be able to keep going."

Sitabre gradually realized the key point of the race. At this moment, the two female racehorses, after constantly clashing in momentum, finally reached the straight, but neither Golden Master nor True Clever showed any signs of exhaustion...

"That only means that Zhenjiling's trainer did provide some effective training in terms of her endurance," Representative Qianming said, nodding slightly in agreement.

"But what surprised me the most was Golden Master... This time she adopted an early strategy. Compared to Makoto, a sprint racehorse girl, she could certainly take advantage of the last leg of the 600-meter distance... This is her area of ​​expertise. A 600-meter burst is not difficult for a middle- or long-distance racehorse girl."

"But to my surprise, compared to the sprint race girl Makoto, the Golden Master's final burst of speed was not inferior at all..." Chiaki muttered to himself, a hint of excitement appearing in his eyes.

"What does this mean, teacher? Does it mean that the Golden Master's explosive power is the same as that of the True Clever?"

However, Cittabray completely missed the point of the issue. Clearly, having only won one or two games, she was still inexperienced and had not yet grasped the terrifying nature of these statistics.

Upon hearing this, Qianming glanced at his disciple and then said, word by word:

"This means that a mid-to-long-distance female racehorse can unleash the same explosive power as a sprint female racehorse, and then maintain that power for about a quarter of the race distance without slowing down at all!"

"Imagine this, my disciple, you are racing against a racehorse girl who can unleash her final kick from the third turn and then carry that momentum all the way to the finish line. Do you now understand how terrifying she is?"

"This……"

However, Qianming's words caused Sitabre's pupils to contract slightly. She seemed to realize what the power the Golden Master was displaying at this moment truly meant...

What kind of monster was she competing against? And this was far from her limit; she was still growing and could become even stronger.

You know, the current Golden Master is a physical powerhouse, and her technique can still be improved a lot...

……

"Zhenjiling and the Golden Master have both reached the final straightaway sprint! The gap between them is still not much! Will they maintain this position until the very end?"

That's not very realistic. At this moment, when Zhen Jiling heard the narrator's voice, she couldn't help but smile bitterly. She felt that her physical strength was almost at its limit.

Makoto did receive a lot of endurance training from Ikezoe, which greatly improved her stamina, but it still couldn't compare to the Golden Master.

The Golden Master's stamina is practically a bottomless pit. It's a waste of her talent to use such a physical monster to run a 1200-meter race. She can unleash her full power without any worries, while Zhen Jiling cannot.

She had to use her stamina very carefully, so sprinting at 600 meters was more than enough for the Golden Master, but too much for the True Clever.

In an instant, the phantom image that had been condensing around Zhen Jiling was slowly dissipating, indicating that her physical strength was being exhausted, while the Golden Master was still full of energy, even though she was racing in a state of "absolutely no adjustment".

"Thank you, you're so clever."

At that very moment, the Golden Master, who had already surpassed Zhenjiling in strength, spoke to Zhenjiling without warning, causing the nearly exhausted Zhenjiling to be slightly taken aback.

However, the Goldsmith turned her head slightly, her fierce expression still undiminished, but she seemed to have controlled her emotions and spoke calmly to Zhen Jiling:

"Thank you and Ikezoe. You have been trying to help me, and now... I have finally found the right way."

"I am so grateful that you have been able to stay with me like this all this time."

"—It's too early to be grateful, Master Gold."

However, even though she was exhausted, Zhen Jiling still squinted and forced herself to speak to the Golden Master despite her discomfort: "The end is not yet here. If you want to thank me, are you planning to give me the victory?"

"Ha, still such a crude provocation. Next time, try to provoke me in a better way."

Upon hearing this, the Golden Master smiled dismissively. The next moment, she abruptly pulled down her mask and, under the gaze of Zhen Jiling, who was both gratified and helpless, erupted once again!

"boom!"

"She unleashed her power! Unbelievable! The Golden Master unleashed her power a second time on the final straight! She still has the stamina to unleash!"

"She's distancing herself from Makoto! Slowly, she's distancing herself! Distancing herself!"

"Onii-chan... In that case, I guess I've done my best." Makoto sighed inwardly. Even if she didn't want to admit it, as a racehorse girl, she was still far, far behind a monster like the Golden Master.

But it was all worth it, wasn't it? My efforts with Onii-chan weren't in vain. Thinking this, Makoto watched the Gold Saint slowly widen the distance between them, feeling no jealousy, only a sense of satisfaction.

At this moment, Chi Tian, ​​standing in the stands, watched the indomitable Golden Master, his eyes already brimming with tears.

This is the style of a master goldsmith!

"Charge! Orpheus!!" Chi Tian was perhaps the only one in this match who truly supported the Golden Master, yet his cheers at this moment made everyone feel his passion.

The Golden Master seemed to have heard his voice as well. The moment she crossed the finish line, a smile appeared on her face, different from the ferocious expression she had shown earlier.

You're right, Ikezoe.

This time, we won.

"Cross the finish line! Golden Master! He overtook Makoto by half a horse's length! He has won the race!"

"The Golden Master has returned after several months! A glorious resurrection! The title of 'Golden Tyrant' has once again demonstrated her dominance!"

Chapter 119: It's only natural to cheer for the victors.

"The Golden Tyrant! He has been resurrected in glory! After months of defeat, the Golden Master has regained his form and won a decisive victory!"

"In the upcoming matches, will she still be able to win with her terrifying stamina and overwhelming aura? Will the title of 'Golden Tyrant' continue?"

The commentator's voice announced the undisputed victory of the Gold Master. After a moment of calm, the Gold Master felt a surge of triumph, as if all the anxiety and anger that had been building up inside him had vanished.

The Gold Master raised her fist high, pulled the mask that had been covering her seemingly mysterious face back up, and the gloom between her brows vanished completely as she struck a long-lost pose of victory.

She thought she could receive applause and cheers, just like she did in her debut competition. At this moment, the Golden Master craved recognition and honor.

But... what happened next seemed to take her somewhat unexpectedly...

Why... is there no sound?

The Golden Master stared blankly at the silence in the audience. She maintained her victor's posture, but unlike her debut competition, she received no cheers, only a few people applauding for her...

Why is that?

"...This is truly a blow to a horse girl's self-esteem even more than losing a race."

In the audience, Qianming silently applauded the Golden Master's performance, while also sighing and muttering to himself, "But unfortunately, she hasn't fully proven herself yet."

"Why? Teacher? Why isn't everyone cheering for the master?" Sittable was very confused. She had been clapping as loudly as she could, but compared to the silent racetrack, her applause seemed so insignificant.

Sitabra felt a little reluctant to look at the expression on the face of the Golden Master on the field. Just imagining herself standing in such a depressing atmosphere, she thought that even if she won, she would be overwhelmed by the atmosphere and quietly leave the field.

"...Have you forgotten that she is the seventh most popular? My disciple."

However, Chiaki, the representative, had clearly anticipated this scene. She was somewhat reluctant, but there was nothing she could do about it at the moment. She said calmly, "A large part of the people here came because of Shinki, and now, in a race that doesn't belong to the Golden Master, she has won. This is undoubtedly a huge blow to those who support other race girls."

"This is another aspect of competition in Uma Musume. My apprentice, a Uma Musume who only knows how to run headfirst, rarely achieves complete victory."

"How could this be..."

Sittable couldn't understand any of this at all. After all, she was still young and couldn't comprehend all the social customs and human relationships, let alone the Japanese people's strange thought processes.

The Japanese love to create gods, and once a god is created, they dislike the myth being broken. This is especially true for those who have witnessed a myth for a long time; they are increasingly unwilling to accept its dismantling.

While Zhen Jiling hasn't reached the level of becoming a god yet, her large fan base has given her a lot of support here. In comparison, the Golden Master seems to be less likable than Zhen Jiling in terms of popularity and appearance.

Therefore, when she won the match with the seventh most popular player, she was met with a deathly silence.

Gradually, the Goldsmith's initial confidence turned into some panic; her pupils trembled slightly, as if she were questioning herself...

Just when she seemed to be closing herself off again, the silence was broken by Chi Tian's angry voice.

"—You guys! Why aren't you applauding my Orpheus!"

"Didn't you see she won?! She defeated my strongest sprinter girl, Makoto, fair and square! She deserves applause!"

In the stands, Ikezoe, who was always passionate but very cautious in front of the group and reporters, broke his emotions for the first time ever. He glared angrily at the silent crowd around him. As the trainer of two female racehorses, he could not allow his proud racehorses to be treated like this.

He and the Gold Master had experienced similar treatment before, but he could bear the neglect that time. He could comfort himself by saying that "Orphie, that racehorse with a not-so-bright mind, probably wouldn't understand."

But this time, he couldn't convince himself with the same excuse.

The Golden Master stood before him like a simple girl with animal ears and a tail. Although she appeared rough and spoiled, she was thoughtful, indomitable, and a true racehorse girl.

How could Chi Tian bear to let a girl like this suffer the same treatment they had experienced together before?

Under Chi Tian's furious roar, many people around him were slightly frightened by his appearance. It should be said that he was indeed a trainer who could subdue a "tyrant" like the Gold Master. On the surface, Chi Tian did seem very amiable, but in reality, deep down he always had an indomitable spirit and a burst of anger.

How could a spirited horse like the Golden Master possibly submit to a simple, good-tempered ordinary person? Although Chi Tian never managed to completely control the Golden Master, judging from the Golden Master's initial lack of cooperation to their eventual partnership, it's clear that Chi Tian couldn't have gotten the Golden Master to cooperate with him if he didn't have a similar personality to the Golden Master.

Ikezoe himself was also a tenacious and untamed "wild horse".

Gradually, under Chi Tian's angry rebuke, the few people around who had been stunned began to clap softly. As time went by, more and more people began to move their silent hands in this atmosphere.

Slowly, after a long silence, applause broke out again at the racetrack. It was a belated applause, and a belated honor for the Golden Master.

"--Onii-chan, you are such a wonderful person, even Karen-chan finds you amazing."

At this moment, as Zhen Jiling watched the applause erupting from the racetrack, her gaze fixed on Chi Tian became increasingly radiant. For some reason, even though Chi Tian's angry rebuke was for the Golden Master, just watching this scene made her heart beat faster involuntarily.

She suddenly realized that Chi Tian, ​​who had just gotten angry for the Gold Master classmate... was actually... kind of handsome.