The way Uma Musume looks at me is so scary!

Seeing that Chizuru Haibara was silent, Sumire Minamino asked with some concern.

"Does Chizuru think A-Meng can't win?"

"I have no idea……"

"Since everything is unknown, why not trust her first?"

"what?"

Chizuru Haibara opened her eyes in surprise. She hadn't expected that Sumire Minamino, who had been the most dejected person in Kasamatsu Tressen and had almost given up on the hope of horse racing, would actually say those words.

"Haven't she already shown us many miracles?"

"Debut battle, Youth Crown Cup, Common Communication Cup, why can't such miracles happen again?"

"This kind of thinking is irrational; it relies on something so vague and unrealistic—"

"If we're talking about rationality, then those from prestigious families who train and tactic with such precision that they're practically machines should be considered rational, right?"

Minamino Sumire's words left Haibara Chizuru speechless. Her method of accumulating data was something she had learned when she was an assistant trainer at the Golden Family Club, and she used this method to train Hidehoshi and the other racehorse girls.

"But the arena isn't something like a machine, is it? What people feel from the arena isn't a cold, hard victory."

"You've always been so smart... why would you say something like that now?"

What she learned from the Golden Family was etched into Chizuru Haibara's soul. Although she didn't know whether to refute Sumire Minamino, she also couldn't convince herself.

"Maybe it's because I've been spending too much time with idiots."

Minamino Sumire responded with a smile. Seeing that Haibara Chizuru turned her head away as if she didn't intend to pay attention to her, Minamino Sumire poked her waist repeatedly until she had to turn her head back before continuing.

"Would you like to make a bet?"

"I think A-Meng will win this time, and it might even be a victory that surprises everyone."

"Do you think this kind of thing can determine the outcome of a match..."

"Don't say such discouraging things. Do you become depressed if you watch too many cartoons in your room all day?"

"It has nothing to do with this!"

Seeing that Haibara Chizuru suddenly became excited for some reason, Minamino Sumire smiled and waved her hand before speaking.

"Now that I've won, you're not allowed to say such discouraging things anymore. You have to support A-Meng in the upcoming matches, okay? You're her trainer."

"This isn't a question of support or opposition; it's a matter of rational consideration. You bunch of idiots wouldn't understand!"

"So? Want to make a bet?"

Haibara Chizuru wanted to refuse everything at once, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. Even though she claimed to be thinking rationally, she still wanted to see Xiuxingmeng win. After a long silence, she finally whispered.

"What will you do if you lose?"

To everyone's surprise, Minamino Sumire blinked and spoke to Haibara Chizuru.

"She won't let me lose."

Before Chizuru Haibara could speak, a voice from the commentary booth interrupted their interaction.

"The last one to appear is—"

"Contestant number eighteen, Xiu Xingmeng."

Chapter 86 Standoff

Inside the contestant tunnel, Xiu Xingmeng was swaying her right shoulder somewhat uncomfortably. Her final outfit was almost identical to the one in the previous scenario world, except for the eye-catching red one-shoulder cape on her right shoulder, which resembled a battle flag.

The final outfit was made by Kobayashi Kaze, who volunteered to make it. After receiving Xiu Xingmeng's idea, she took it upon herself to add this extremely eye-catching red one-shoulder cape.

According to her later account, that was the case.

"Ah Meng, the red ribbon on your ponytail was quite eye-catching during the race, so why not just add a one-shoulder cape? Wouldn't that make you even more handsome?"

Huang Jinjia made the following comment on this.

"As the saying goes, red is three times faster, so from now on, the title of Red Comet is yours. I'm going to be the White Devil!"

Xiu Xingmeng could only smile helplessly at the two guys' self-talk.

However, she did not take off her cape. Putting aside the Golden Ship for now, Kobayashi Kaze's words made some sense. If she could have a more outstanding performance on the field, perhaps her popularity with the audience would also increase?

Thinking of this, Xiu Xingmeng adjusted the crown jewelry pinned to her bangs.

The confidence of a good opera can inspire the audience, and hopefully this ornament, which represents a good opera, will have the same effect.

Just then, Xiu Xingmeng's horse ears twitched slightly, and her name came from outside the contestant passage.

"Contestant number 18, Xiuxing Meng, is a local racehorse girl that Satsuki Sho hasn't seen in a long time. I hope she can show her charm on the central stage."

When Xiu Xingmeng, who was leaning against the wall of the contestant tunnel, heard her name called, she turned her gaze to the arena outside the tunnel. The sunlight cast a dazzling light curtain in the tunnel. Without hesitation, she stepped into the arena, and her red cloak, like a battle flag, fluttered in the wind.

The scorching air on the track made the scent of grass and trees boil, and the noise of tens of thousands of spectators gathered into a burning tide at Tokyo Racecourse. Unlike all the previous races, this time, Xiuxingmeng felt the burning fighting spirit as soon as she stepped onto the track.

This is the Central District, this is the Satsuki Sho, the stage that carries the dreams of horse racing girls is so vibrant.

But Xiu Xingmeng knew that this burning passion was not because of Gao Yueshang, but because of the figure in front of her.

She narrowed her eyes slightly. Her figure, back to Xiu Xingmeng, shone brightly in the sunlight. Her brilliant golden hair and jewelry blended seamlessly, shining with an eye-catching brilliance, just like her surname.

The Golden Master, the hope to break the Arc de Triomphe's curse, the king who reigns supreme over generations, the only blazing sun in this arena, is also—

One's own enemy.

The thought of stepping onto the racetrack with such a racehorse girl made Xiu Xingmeng's eyes sharpen involuntarily. A buzzing sound, like a sword being drawn, flashed through the hearts of every racehorse girl. In the sunlight, Xiu Xingmeng's dark, abyss-like eyes seemed to devour all light as she stared intently at the Golden Master.

At this moment, the Golden Master, who was waving to the audience, also noticed the sharp feeling behind her, as if she were being pricked by a thorn. She raised the corners of her mouth in surprise and turned around to look directly into Xiu Xingmeng's eyes.

The sharp, sword-like eyes that the other racehorse girls instinctively avoided seemed to go unnoticed by the Golden Master. Not only that, she even started walking towards Embroidered Dream.

You should know that in the previous Common Communication Cup, the racehorse girls of Central Treisen instinctively wanted to run away because of the dangerous aura emanating from Hideyuki.

Although they haven't officially stepped onto the track yet, their presence is still not to be underestimated.

But the Golden Master didn't even try to dodge; instead, he walked slowly and leisurely toward Xiu Xingmeng with an interested smile.

"Did they not leave, but instead chose to confront it head-on?"

Xiu Xingmeng narrowed her eyes slightly and spoke to the Golden Master who stood in front of her, seemingly embracing even the radiance of the sun.

"There is no racehorse girl in this world that you need to avoid!"

The goldsmith proudly raised his head and spoke in a confident tone.

“I remember you, Xiu Xingmeng, right?”

"You won the Common Communication Cup, which is why you have the right to come to the Satsuki Sho to witness my glory."

As she spoke, she looked Xiu Xingmeng up and down, praising her with the same haughty air a king would show to a subject.

"To be able to fight your way up from the local level to the Satsuki Prize, and to have such a powerful presence."

"You're quite good."

"Praising your enemy before the match? Are you trying to hand over the Satsuki Sho title to me?"

Faced with the arrogant tone of the Gold Master, Xiu Xingmeng did not tolerate her and stared into her glass-like eyes, speaking sharply.

The goldsmith suddenly felt a slight pain, as if she had been cut by a blade, but she didn't check it or turn her head to dodge; instead, she burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

"An enemy? That's quite a joke. I like you very much!"

Before she could finish speaking, she immediately bent down and pressed her forehead against Xiu Xingmeng's head, her figure like a mountain completely engulfing Xiu Xingmeng in shadow.

Similar to a good opera, but even more domineering and unrestrained, a sense of oppression pressed down from Xiu Xingmeng's shoulders all the way to her feet, and she even had the illusion that the grass beneath her feet was sinking.

The Gold Master spoke in a tone of imperial arrogance and coldness, whispering in Xiu Xingmeng's ear.

"But don't misunderstand."

"I have no rivals, whether it's this Satsuki Sho or future competitions."

"All the horse girls are merely embellishments to add luster to my glory!"

After speaking, the Golden Master slowly straightened his back, looking down at Xiu Xingmeng with his cold, glassy eyes, his tone as hard as steel.

"Look closely at Yu's back, and then become a part of Yu's glory—"

"A horse girl from the countryside."

After she finished speaking, she didn't bother to look at Xiu Xingmeng's expression. In any case, she was just like the other racehorse girls before her, who had been intimidated by her aura and had no strength left to refute her.

As racehorse girls, the pressure from the Golden Master is much greater than that from others. Even people like Tagami Kaneki who can muster up courage are rare, let alone racehorse girls who can muster up courage.

Just as the Gold Master was getting a little bored, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Let's see who's the best on the track. Don't tell me that a self-proclaimed queen of horse racing is all talk and no action."

The voice showed no sign of weakness; it was even more unstoppable than before.

Before she could even turn around, the commentator's voice echoed across the Tokyo racetrack.

"Please take your positions, all you racehorse girls!"

Chapter 87 The Central Running Method

The Golden Master hadn't seen a racehorse girl like Embroidered Star Dream who could withstand her own pressure for a long time. Ever since she defeated the geniuses of Central Treisen in a row when she was a child, almost all the racehorse girls looked trembling with fear when they saw her.

Is this what they call rural resilience?

“Interesting. I’m becoming more and more interested in you. Just like you said, get ready to witness my glory on the track.”

After hearing the commentator's announcement, the Gold Master turned back to Xiu Xingmeng, said those words, and then turned and walked towards his gate.

Xiu Xingmeng did not respond and walked towards her own gate.

Just like she said, let everything end on the track.

After all the female racehorses entered the gate, Kentaro Sugiki, sitting in the commentary booth, glanced at the staff member next to him who was announcing the time, confirmed the time, and then put the microphone in front of his mouth.

"Peng!"

"Alright, the race has begun! All the female racehorses have successfully entered the starting block, and now the leader is... what?!"

"Contestant number eighteen, Xiu Xingmeng, actually chose to escape—no, a great escape tactic?! This is truly rare. It seems this racehorse girl who came from the countryside to the central region might bring a unique surprise to the racetrack."

The commentator's words caused a stir among the audience. The risky tactic of a "runaway" had disappeared from the Central region for a long time, especially in the G1 competition where all the top teams gathered. All the female racers would choose a more stable tactic in order to win, and the "runaway" tactic had long been eliminated from their training books.

As a result, people gradually began to be attracted by Xiu Xingmeng's figure. The red cloak on her shoulder turned into a streak of light, just like a red comet, and streaked across the track at high speed, leaving all the racehorse girls behind.

Even though they still believed in their hearts that the victor would be the Golden Master, they couldn't help but be captivated by the red light.

"Ah Meng! Go! Go! Ah Meng!"

At this moment, the cheers and shouts of Kasamatsu Tressen and his entourage seemed to be empowered by some kind of force, standing out from the sea of ​​people supporting the Golden Master, and drawing the attention of some viewers to the red streak of light leading the race.

However, no matter how intense things are off the field, they cannot truly affect the game itself.

Following the racing method meticulously researched and refined by the Golden Family, the Golden Master, positioned in the center, surveyed the surrounding racehorse girls. Wherever his gaze fell, the racehorse girls trembled, as if they were under immense pressure.

"There's no need to pay attention to this group anymore."

The Gold Master silently pronounced their defeat in his heart, not only because they couldn't even withstand his own gaze, but also because he noticed that all of them were slowing down their pace, intentionally or unintentionally.

This was by no means a normal tactical adjustment, but rather their instinctive fear.

Faced with this group of racehorse girls who were afraid of his gaze and intimidated by the aura of Xiuxingmeng, the Golden Master had lost interest in them.

Now, her attention was entirely focused on the red streak of light at the very front.

"Such speed? It's fast, but not the fastest! How could a racehorse girl with this kind of momentum only have this level of ability? Is she still holding back?"

"But her grip is very good. She has a powerful feel and can adapt to the condition of the grass, and can follow the guidance of the track to find the right direction."

"Did they bring the experience of local mud racing to the central government?"

Observing Xiu Xingmeng's figure, the Gold Master silently calculated in his mind.

She was very proud and considered herself the ruler of an entire generation.

But this is a competition, and as a racehorse girl, she must pursue victory. The keen eyesight she trained at the Golden House is used to observe her opponents at this moment.

Only a racehorse girl who understands herself and her opponents has the right to win.

The other racehorse girls were easily seen through by the Golden Master, but Xiu Xingmeng was different; after all, she had already surprised the Golden Master several times.

"Even if this speed can be maintained until the end of the race, there will inevitably be no possibility of further acceleration in the straight line."