Tresen Red Line Domination

Seeing Zhong Ming's expression suddenly tense, the new brilliance teased, "Did it cause that tension?"

"I'm nervous in every one of your games." Zhong Ming replied honestly.

The teasing words in the new light were stuck in her throat. She wanted to wait for Zhong Ming to deny it and then tease him, but Zhong Ming's honesty made her a little shy. She rubbed her slightly red cheeks and muttered, "Then let's become more powerful so that you won't be so nervous."

Zhong Ming rubbed her head and looked at the track. The voice of Akasaka Misato, who was still in position at every race, rang in his ears.

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"The Big Tail Light Memorial Race, the dirt track race, is now open. Please welcome the first participant..."

Fujimasa March stood silently at the entrance passage. Her number was seven, and she still had some time left. The number six in front of her was her biggest opponent in this game, Altan Mejiro.

"The game has started, are you ready?" Mebiru Aldan turned around and smiled at her.

"Zhong Ming said you're not good at mud." Fujimasa March nodded.

Mejiro Aldan puffed his lips and muttered, "You don't have to prepare so well. It makes me a little sad... But this is also within the scope of normal competition."

Fujimasa March looked at Aldan Mejiro and asked the question in his mind: "Why are you obsessed with the trainer?"

"You know, I'm good at bandaging. Everyone in Tresen asks me to bandage them when they get hurt." Mubai Aldan said softly, "But that's not because I've learned it, but because I've been to the hospital too many times. I've gradually learned it under the influence of doctors. My body is not suitable for competition, and it's very likely that I won't be able to compete in the next moment, but I still want to run.

"I hope someone can say to me, 'You will definitely be able to run', even when I can no longer run, and the one who appeared in front of me at this time was Trainer Zhong Ming. When he brought you into the Central, I was just curious, but as your reputation spread, I began to feel... well, envy. If it was him, he would never say to you, 'You can't run anymore', right?

"That's all I wanted to say." A trace of sadness flashed in Aldan Mejiro's eyes. She looked up and smiled at Fujimasa March. She turned and walked out of the racecourse at the sound of Akasaka Misato's voice, and was greeted with thunderous applause. Her blue hair swaying gently behind her was as fragile as crystal glass.

Fujimasa's eyes drooped slightly, raised her hand and clenched her fist over her heart. She murmured, "No, you are right, but you are absolutely wrong about one thing. In order to tell you that one mistake, I will definitely win!"

She raised her head with ruby-like eyes filled with determination, and took a step towards the track outside the entrance channel under the sun.

"Next up, number seven on track seven, second in popularity, the absolute best horse girl of the Myōu team who made her name here from Kasamatsu, one of the twins of the Myōu team, the 'wild horse girl' who is as good as Oguruma, at Funabashi Racecourse.

A grand appearance!" pppsq~ t+Chapter 652 The deer hits the heart tChttps://contentxs.pysmei.com/BookFiles/Html/651303/3968306/.htmlq~ *pt#? Zhong Ming saw the contestant wearing the number seven uniform walking out of the entrance channel. The crowd in the audience responded enthusiastically, which was no less enthusiastic than that of Aldan. In order to respect the horse girl who was competing, they forced their eyes to turn from Rudolph and others beside them to the horse girl on the track.

About 20 meters away from Zhong Ming, Fujimasa was sitting behind the gate with the other contestants doing a simple warm-up. He was wearing the same competition uniform.

After the GI, I can wear the winning suit. Although it is a bit expensive, it will be more beautiful... Zhong Ming thought. He had a desire to show off his own cat with smooth fur and cute eyes to others.

"Who do you think has a better chance of winning?"

A soft and mellow voice came from the side. Zhong Ming looked to the side and found that Yaye Wudi was already standing next to him.

"Didn't you go back to take care of Master Miyazaki?" Zhong Ming asked.

"He said he has recovered. I'm sure he hasn't recovered yet, but he was very awkward and said that if I went back to take care of him, he would lock the door and not let me in, so I came to watch the game first." Yae Wudi sighed.

If it were me, I wouldn't want people to see me holding my buttocks and looking in pain, I would want to kill people to silence them. Fortunately, I am in good health... Zhong Ming understood Master Miyazaki very well and mourned for him in his heart.

"How was the training? I remember you're going to participate in the Chrysanthemum Festival soon." Zhong Ming asked the horse girl who called him 'Master' out of concern.

"Very good!" Yae Wudi nodded vigorously, with a slightly red face. She added: "The president and vice president taught me a lot about running, and I also have your concern."

"My concern is not that important." Zhong Ming smiled, thinking about Yae Wudi's words, he turned around and glanced at Rudolph, the symbol of harmony, sitting in the audience seats at the back, and nodded to them with a smile.

Rudolph pursed his lips, folded his hands on his crossed legs, leaned back slightly in his chair and nodded to him with a gentle and confident expression; Qi Cao looked at him scrutinizingly, snorted coldly and ignored him.

Is she in a bad mood? Zhong Ming was puzzled.

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Under the guidance of the staff, the participating horse racing girls walked into the horse gate. Fujimasa stepped on the mud with the horseshoes under her running shoes, which felt a little sticky and sinking, and it was more strenuous than usual to lift her foot.

The muddy water that Yae Invincible's trainer, Master Miyazaki, used for her training was even more uncomfortable than this, just to make her adapt in advance. Fujimasa March nodded slightly, thanking him in her heart.

“…The game is about to begin!”

Akasaka Misato's voice rang in my ears.

Fujimasa stamped her feet hard into the mud, and the smooth and bright horseshoes were almost completely submerged in the mud, so that she could get the most feedback from the ground at the starting stage.

Her red eyes couldn't help but look at Mejiro Altan who had beautiful blue hair next to her. The profile of the eldest daughter of the Mejiro family was very fair, and the lines from her ears to her chin were soft and beautiful, but her eyes showed a strength that was different from her beautiful appearance.

"If you want to observe me, you can watch as much as you want after the game is over. We are still in the game now." Mejiro Aldan noticed her gaze, turned around and smiled at her gently.

"I'm just watching my defeated opponent in advance." Fujimasa said calmly, his red eyes looking back at the track in front of him.

During the Kasamatsu period, before she joined the Mingwang team, she often heard Zhong Ming, Oguruma and Shining Glory emphasize that it is okay to lose a game, but you must never let your opponent win too happily, you must make your opponent unhappy.

It's better to fight.

This will get more ratings.

It is said that Zhong Ming once attracted fifty new audiences with this trick, and he was very proud of it when he talked about it, so Fujimasa March also thought it was very effective.

Mejiro Aldan was not angry and turned around to continue looking at the track.

"boom!"

There was a crisp sound of a gate opening, and the ten participating horse girls started at the same time, and half a second later, a loud crash was heard.

"The Daio-Kwang Memorial Race officially began. A total of ten horse girls started to race. As soon as the race started, something surprising happened. Horse girl No. 10 collided with the gate at the start, as it was her first time participating in a GII race and a mud race. Her forehead swelled up and she fainted. Her trainer has already chosen to give up the race...

“I would also like to take this opportunity to emphasize once again that horse racing ladies should not intentionally imitate the behavior of Ming Wang contestant. Not everyone has a skull as strong as hers.

"And the results of the race were not surprising. Mejiro Ardan was three lengths ahead in first place, second place went to Umamusume No. 3, and third place went to Fujimasa March. Eh, Fujimasa March didn't even choose to take the lead? This is unusual in previous races..."

Fujimasa's feet continued to stomp the mud, and she recalled what Zhong Ming had said to her.

"Although Aldan Mejiro is not good at mud, she is very adaptable to medium distances. If you think that her condition in the competition will be very bad, you are wrong. Her strength is still beyond that of ordinary GII horse girls, but it does not mean that she has no weaknesses. Her weakness is..."

Horse chasing strategy.

Mejiro Aldan is not good at chasing horses, so she will definitely sprint to take the lead at the beginning.

It’s exactly the same as what Zhong Ming said.

Fujimasa narrowed her eyes slightly. The direction of the race would be determined by the position after the middle of the race. There she would overtake Aldan Mejiro who was tired from leading the race and win the victory!

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"A very correct judgment. Trainer Zhong Ming is indeed very wise." Rudolph pursed his plump lips and smiled gently while watching the game.

"Hmph, still a long way off." He curled his lips in anger, lowered his eyes and looked at Zhong Ming who was still chatting with Yaze Wudi, and gritted his teeth.

"Have you forgotten that he has only been a trainer for less than a year? It's already very outstanding to be able to be compared with the genius of the Mejiro family." Rudolph symbolically vindicated Zhong Ming.

"But he is so amazing, this trainer qualification is not enough to be his title. It is natural for him to have this ability. It would be shameful if he didn't!" Qi Cao crossed his arms and said, "If you ask me, he is already embarrassing enough now. He is too clever for his own good."

Rudolph Symbol didn't say anything, and looked at Qicuo curiously. When Qicuo couldn't help asking "what's wrong", she asked curiously: "Why do you have such high requirements for trainer Zhong Ming? He is not our trainer."

The air tank choked.

That's true. It would be best if Zhong Ming lost. Why should I be nervous for him?

It would be best if this kind of guy who forgets his principles for the sake of beauty loses as soon as possible!

She looked down and saw that Zhong Ming was talking to Yae Wudi seriously. She couldn't help but think that he was probably discussing the game. No wonder he didn't come over to say hello to her just now.

"I'll go closer to watch the game." Qi Cao stood up and walked casually to the audience seats beside the track. He turned around and saw Zhong Ming and raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Why are you standing here?"

"You just realized it?" Zhong Ming was surprised and said with a smile: "I was just greeting you, and you looked unhappy. I thought I had made you angry in some way, and was thinking of giving you a gift."

It turns out that this guy is just afraid of this "Empress". It's not his fault... Qicao felt like a deer was stabbing her heart, causing her blood to speed up and her face to turn slightly red. She said calmly, "There are too many people in the spectator seats. I can't see them all."

She pursed her lips and looked at Zhong Ming and added: "I'm not angry, and you don't have to give me a gift. On the contrary, you saved me several times, and I need to repay you."

"I'm glad you're not angry." Zhong Ming replied with a smile.

"I wasn't angry from the beginning." Qi Cao said. She looked at the game and said, "But you did make a mistake in the game. Mejiro Aldan certainly knows her weaknesses. Do you think she is not prepared accordingly?"

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The race is nearly halfway through.

Fujimasa March did not see any signs of fatigue from Mejiro Altan. Instead, it was the horse girl number 3, who was originally in second place, who could not withstand the loss of physical strength caused by the muddy ground and gradually retreated. Fujimasa March became the second place, but she was still three horse lengths away from Mejiro Altan.

Fujimasa frowned, then slightly widened his eyes and realized that Mejiro Aldan had already made preparations to make up for the disadvantages before the game and must have trained in advance.

Just like Fujimasa's practice of the mud field, Mejiro Aldan was also well prepared. She was probably going to run straight to the finish line with this momentum.

"..."

Various words that Zhong Ming usually said when dealing with emergencies flashed through his mind, and Fujizheng March chose one of them - when the game is beyond the situation, it means that the situation of the game is completely under the control of the opponent, so just use all your strength!

Now is that time!

"Den!"

When Mejiro Aldan heard the sprint sound behind her, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. She didn't expect Fujimasa to be so decisive. She thought that Fujimasa would hesitate for a dozen more meters and seconds, giving her a greater chance of winning the competition.

As expected, she is the horse girl of the Mingwang team, trained by trainer Zhong Ming.

Then I have to sprint with all my strength!

Mejiro Aldan also stepped on the muddy ground with both feet. Her ankles felt the fragile feeling of glass that she had been accustomed to since childhood. She controlled her body to find the broken balance and sprinted forward. Her agile and slender figure suddenly accelerated by twice.

In the 2400-meter middle-distance race, only meters were left in the blink of an eye, and there was still a gap of three horse lengths between Fujimasa March and Mejiro Aldan.

700 meters,

six hundred meters,

Five hundred meters...

Fujimasa March finally waited until Mejiro Aldan's sprint was sluggish. This game, which was known for its endurance, was not even as good as the daily consumption of the Mingwang team.

Zhong Ming's training was much more tiring than this! pppsq~ t1Chapter 652: A Quarter Horse Length WinnertChttps://contentxs.pysmei.com/BookFiles/Html/651303/3968307/.htmlq~ .pt&?Mebai Aldan's surprised expression was beyond words. As Fujimasa March gradually caught up, he bit his lips lightly. There was a flash of hesitation in his eyes, and then turned to a firm look. His right foot stepped on the mud and felt moist and soft, but it was stickier and more strenuous than the grass.

Every moment of running on this track is a test for the body.

“But I want to win…”

The glass-like feet that Mejiro Aldan possesses are like gods throwing dice every time he runs. Even if he is extremely lucky in the previous few times, if he loses the bet just once, all will be lost.

And this time...

Her GI-grade soft ankles and soles formed the best angle for sprinting. She stepped hard on the mud and felt the force fed back to her. Just when she was about to sprint, she suddenly felt a pain!

Failed……

No, not really!

This is soreness caused by ankle load, it is normal and not due to any illness, success!

Mejiro Aldan's eyes lit up, and in one-fifth of a second he sprinted forward, running towards the finish line as fast as a stream of blue water.

I won, and my plan was correct. The other contestants only thought about my lack of familiarity with mud and my poor skills in horse chasing strategies, but they did not expect that I had already begun to make up for my weaknesses in the past few months. Although I am still not good at it now, it is no longer a weakness of mine!

I won!

Mejiro Aldan felt the air passing quickly past his cheek, and he saw the audience in the auditorium out of the corner of his eye. The joy and excitement in his eyes were almost impossible to conceal.

There are only 300 meters left to the finish line, and I still have an advantage of at least 3 horse lengths. This gap is difficult to make up within 300 meters. This is not a tactical issue!

Mejiro Aldan clenched her fists excitedly, and suddenly she felt something was wrong. In the past, when she was about to cross the finish line, people in the audience would start cheering, but when she glanced over just now, she didn't see any audience so excited, nor did she hear any cheers from the audience.

"...Fujimasa March!"

Akasaka Misato's high-pitched and passionate commentary made Mejiro Aldan's pupils shrink and her body tensed instantly. Almost at the same time, she saw Fujimasa Marching catching up from behind in the corner of her vision, and the disbelief in her eyes almost overflowed.

The commentator's voice sounded at Funabashi Racecourse:

"Fujimasa March has caught up! It's hard to believe that this is her first time participating in a GII-class race, and her first time facing a GI-class horse girl. When the other contestants were already exhausted, she caught up with contestant Mejiro Altan with the most tenacious and admirable mental strength!"

"They are half a horse's length away!"

Half a horse length! ?

Mejiro Aldan widened her eyes slightly. How was it possible? Her game plan should have been correct. Why did Fujimasa catch up so quickly? Why?

Her beautiful eyes quickly noticed the sweat flowing on Fujizheng's face and being blown back by the wind. Fujizheng's eyes were fixed on the finish line.

Mejiro Aldan opened his mouth slightly in shock, but then pursed his lips, with determination in his eyes.

I see.

If this is what you think, then I will respect you and compete with you with all my strength!

Distance to the end point,

One hundred and fifty meters!

Mejiro Aldan lowered her body and sprinted forward again on the mud. This time she clearly felt the pain in her ankle, as if Cinderella's glass slipper was about to expire. But she gritted her teeth and did not give up. She rushed forward like the most turbulent blue tide, her long crystal blue hair rippling in the air.

One hundred meters!

Fujimasa March clearly felt her body exhausted. Although she had been following Zhong Ming's hellish training for a long time, she still felt great pressure when she officially faced the GI-level horse girls for the first time in three months since entering the Central.