Tresen Red Line Domination

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Chapter 76: Cross the finish line!

"The gates are open! The horse girls are starting to race. Horse girl number nine made a mistake at the start. The rest of the horse girls are starting normally!"

"The most popular Umamusume Super Stream is in third place, and chasing after it is Fujimasa March in fourth place!"

"Who will win this 1,800-meter long Diamond Championship?!"

Although the new glory in the spectator seats lost in his own game, he is now cheering for his teammates wholeheartedly.

“You’re in fourth place? Just keep up this pace and sprint to win the championship at the end of the game.” Shining Glory clenched his fists and encouraged like the audience next to him.

"But March won't do that," said Oguruma.

If it were her, she would do so, but with Fujimasa March's personality, she would not use such an honest tactic.

Zhong Ming also crossed his arms and nodded. Not long after Fujimasa joined the team, he discovered that although she and Oguruma were both talented horse girls, they were decisively different in some aspects.

Oguruma was born with a problem with his legs and couldn't even walk normally. Thanks to his mother's careful care, he developed knees that are soft enough to tear apart strong men.

Fujimasa March had been practicing racing alone before entering Kasamatsu Tresen, and Shibasaki complained to Zhong Ming about this during her time at Kasamatsu. And it was precisely because of this that she was different from the other academy horse girls who had grown up in Tresen since elementary school, that was -

Wild!

Zhong Ming looked at the nearly white figure in the arena and couldn't help but smile.

Let the well-behaved horse racing girls see how the reckless country horse racing girls run, and shatter their common sense!

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Super Stream looked at the two horse girls running desperately in front of him, and did not regard them as the most terrible opponents. Instead, he glanced at Fujimasa March behind him.

Even her gaze on me makes me feel like I'm being pricked by needles. She's really a dangerous horse girl...

Let's continue to move forward at this pace. Fujimasa March is definitely not used to the grass court when it first arrived at the central area, and will definitely use a steady strategy, so I just need to reach the middle distance and then sprint. Super Stream thought.

At this moment, a red-eyed, gray-haired horse girl flashed past the corner of her eye. Amid her disbelieving expression, Fujimasa March rushed forward and overtook her, running straight to the first place, catching everyone off guard.

"Fujimasa is sprinting in the March. Is this reckless or brave? Sprinting before you even reach the middle of the race is likely to use up a lot of your energy!"

"She has already successfully surpassed the first place and is ahead of all the horse girls. Will Fujimasa March take the lead and win the championship directly?"

Many people in the audience made sounds of surprise. Fujimasa March's action obviously surprised them. It was extremely rare in Central's competitions, not to mention that she had just entered Central.

Isn't she worried that she might make mistakes on grass that she is not used to?

Super Stream looked at Fujimasa March in the lead in disbelief, but she had already sprinted away, and the rest of the horse girls had to decide whether to follow or not.

It’s like when someone goes all-in first in a gambling game. If you don’t follow that person, you may lose all your chips. But if you follow that person, you will lose everything. So it’s better for you not to follow.

But what if - the person who goes all in first wins?

Anxiety flashed across the faces of the horse girls on the track, and finally someone couldn't help but start sprinting to catch up with the leading Fujimasa March.

"The game is starting to change! As Fujimasa March sprints, Umamusume No. 2, No. 7, and No. 8 also sprint right after it. Fujimasa March from Kasamatsu has successfully disrupted the rhythm of this game. Now it's the rhythm from the Tokai region!"

The voice of Misato Akasaka's passionate commentary into the microphone reached the ears of all the spectators who were nervously watching the game.

Super Stream gritted his teeth and hesitated for only a moment before deciding to join the gambling table.

Kasamatsu’s horse girl has issued a challenge, so how can the central horse girl not accept it!

The right running shoe stepped into the grass and sprinted forward!

"Super Stream is also sprinting. This race has finally turned into the most chaotic one. Now it's unclear who will win in this melee! The race has passed the middle stage. The sprinting horse girls are starting to fall behind, but the ones leading the way are Fujimasa March and Super Stream!"

Only two horse lengths difference.

Super Stream stared at Fujimasa Marching in front of him, feeling extremely surprised. Wouldn't she be tired? She was the one who sprinted at the beginning but she hadn't relaxed until now.

If she knew what kind of training Fujimasa Jinxing and Zhong Ming did every day, she would definitely not have such thoughts. Instead, she would be shocked that Fujimasa Jinxing did not die on the spot with his eyes rolled back after such level of training.

I won’t let you win the championship like this...Super Stream narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and stomped the ground hard.

Second acceleration!

"They've caught up. Super Creek and Fujimasa March are on par with each other. They've surpassed the third place by four lengths, which is the biggest gap in recent competitions. Who will win the competition?"

it's me!

Fujimasa gritted her teeth, it was impossible for her not to be tired after sprinting at full speed for such a long time. The muscles supporting her bones were extremely sore, as if the muscle cells would snap in the next second.

but,

Nothing compared to failure!

Fujimasa tensed his body and made a final sprint towards the finish line which was less than 200 meters away.

Super Creek was not to be outdone and sprinted despite the wind resistance.

In the final moments, both of them made no mistakes and crossed the finish line.

“We’ve arrived! The winner of the Diamond Trophy has been announced. Eh… But because the gap between the two is so small, it’s impossible to tell visually. We need to use photos of the finish line to make the judgment. Please wait for a moment, Ma-Musume and all the spectators!”

Fujimasa March had just crossed the finish line, and her body was still trembling slightly with excitement. Her chest was heaving and she was breathing violently.

Her red eyes were fixed on the screen, and half a minute later the screen at Tokyo Racecourse lit up with the winner's photo.

“Crossing the finish line at the same time! Judging from the photos taken when they crossed the finish line, Fujimasa March and Super Stream crossed the finish line at the same time, so the winners of this Diamond Trophy are Fujimasa March and Super Stream!”

The big screen showed a photo of the finish line. When Fujimasa March's head touched the finish line, Super Stream's chest also touched the finish line.

"Good run." Super Stream took a breath, walked over and smiled at Fujimasa Marching.

Fujimasa March looked at Super Stream's chest and said, "Very impressive."

"Eh?... Don't talk while looking here!" Super Stream said in panic with a red face.

Fujimasa March didn't care that he didn't get an answer. He just looked up at the blue sky and breathed a sigh of relief. He won!

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Chapter 77 Uma Musume Shop Central Version

"cheers!"

In Zhong Ming's room, four cups clinked together, and Zhong Ming and the three horse girls from Mingwang's team all had happy faces.

"The Central Team won the first match and adapted well to the grass court. At least people won't say that we can only achieve good results in local competitions. We proved that we are an opponent that cannot be underestimated in the Central Team!" Zhong Ming expressed his feelings about the first match.

"But I lost!" Xin Xin Guanghui took a big gulp of carrot juice and slammed it on the table, saying helplessly and depressedly.

"Uh... this proves that you have a promising future." Zhong Ming choked and quickly comforted.

Shining Glory sighed deeply, she was the fourth strongest member of the Mingou team, but she lost in the first battle. Just think about who was ahead of her in the team, the overlord of the East China Sea, Oguruma, the second strongest member of the East China Sea, Fujimasa March, and the mysterious and powerful Uma Musume Mingou, only these three were superior to her.

Xin Xin Guanghui’s ability to adjust psychologically was still very good. After a while, she called home with a silly smile to tell her mother the good news that she and her teammates won two championships together!

Oguruma and Fujimasa were also very happy, discussing the precautions in the game and the differences between grass and sand...

Zhong Ming couldn't help but smile as he looked at the lively scene, he picked up the cup and took a sip. What he drank was boba soda, a kind of carbonated soda drink sealed with glass beads, which made a crisp "ding-dong" sound when shaken. The Japanese probably like this wind chime-like sound very much, so it sells very well, and there is even a popular light novel created with it as its name.

"Are you dragging down the one who doesn't drink?" Xin Xin Guanghui put down his phone after finishing his call, and looked at the soda in Zhong Ming's hand curiously.

"I'm not even twenty years old yet, I can't drink alcohol, and I used to be a contestant after all, how could I easily drink something harmful to my body? It would be funny if I hurt myself by drinking and couldn't even beat an orangutan." Zhong Ming shrugged.

"No... I don't hear anything funny." The corner of New Glory's mouth twitched. Is it funny that he can't beat the orangutan? Most people can't beat him, not even Uma Musume!

Does it mean you have to be able to beat a silverback gorilla to be considered normal?

You know, the silverback gorilla can deliver a ton of force with one punch, and he can even become a Kamen Rider by putting on a suit!

Zhong Ming took out his mobile phone to check out the online reviews, mainly to see how people on the Internet praised them. This was also the privilege of the winner.

As soon as he opened Twitter, Zhong Ming found that the top of the trend list was Fujimasa March and Super Stream, with a total of 300,000 tweets. This surprised Zhong Ming very much. Although the GIII Diamond Championship is a big reward, there are also GII-level competitions today. How come they are the top trending?

The three horse racing girls also leaned next to Zhong Ming at this time and looked at Zhong Ming's mobile phone.

Zhong Ming clicked on the first trend and saw a picture that every poster had. His mouth twitched and he understood why - the picture was a photo of Fujimasa Marching and Super Creek crossing the finish line, and what they were particularly concerned about was Super Creek's chest when she crossed the finish line.

There have been races where women crossed the finish line together before, but this was the first time a horse girl crossed the finish line with her breasts, which made fans online extremely excited.

Can't you Japanese push something more normal?! Zhong Ming couldn't help but cover his forehead.

Super Stream's fans increased by half a million overnight, and Fujimasa March was called the Diamond Trophy Beauty Duo because they crossed the finish line together with her. Super Stream had a group of people calling her "Mom" under her Twitter because of her gentle appearance and big breasts.

And because the Fujimasa March did not have a Twitter account, a group of people publicly exposed their XP under the Twitter tag, and bluntly asked the fierce-eyed Miss Fujimasa to step on them with a disgusted expression. This is truly an open and righteous perversion.

However, some professional fans were very surprised by Fujimasa's choice of March on the court, which disrupted the rhythm of the entire game.

"I didn't expect that the attention was not because of the competition, but because of her breasts..." Zhong Ming was helpless.

"Do you like big breasts?" Brand New Glory asked quickly.

Zhong Ming said casually: "No matter how big or small, as long as the body is healthy, it is beautiful. Just looking at the appearance is too superficial. A healthy body coupled with normal values ​​and thinking is already an excellent person."

"I see." Shin Shinkuanghui nodded thoughtfully, while Oguruma and Fujimasa next to him remained calm and listened attentively.

Zhong Ming scrolled down and saw Oguruma's name at the twelfth position in the Twitter trend. It might have been ranked high before, but it dropped a bit after two days. When he clicked on it, he saw that everyone was praising Oguruma's strength, saying that he was worthy of being the overlord of the East China Sea.

Surprisingly, Zhong Ming saw a new and brilliant name at the 32nd position in Twitter trends.

"The lucky horse racing girl, the lucky horse racing girl of the East China Sea, the future Derby champion..." Zhong Ming read the comments below and his face turned red when he heard the new glory. It was too much praise.

Although many local fans helped to push the trend, the brand new glory is still satisfied.

At this time, Zhong Ming also remembered that he also had fans. He finally won the first battle in the central government and he should share the celebration with his fans.

"Let's take a photo together to commemorate it." Zhong Ming said to the three horse racing girls.

“I’ll do it, I’ll do it!” Xin Xin Guang Hui quickly picked up his phone, opened the photo-taking app, and held the phone upside down while saying to the other three people in the camera: “Show your faces!”

Oguruma made a 'V' sign with both hands, Fujimasa waved his hands, Zhong Ming smiled at the camera, and Xin Xin Guanghui pressed the photo button with a happy face.

"Clap!"

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At night, the three horse racing girls lay down in the kotatsu and fell asleep. Zhong Ming put a pillow under their heads to prevent them from having stiff necks when they woke up in the morning, which would affect their training.

He looked at the moonlight outside the window and smiled slightly, his hard work finally paid off.

Needless to say, Oguruma and Fujimasa March won the championship, and although New Glory only won four moves, she was the only one among the three who exceeded Zhong Ming's expectations.

Oguruma uses her own strength as a weapon, Fujimasa March uses her own wildness, and the new and glorious simple collects intelligence about the opponent and analyzes it one by one. Although it is clumsy, it is indeed the most likely way to bring about miracles. The promising future is not just empty words said by Zhong Ming to comfort her.

Zhong Ming opened the system's Horse Girl store, and a lot of information popped up at once, making him dizzy. After letting the stupid system calm down, he could see clearly that they were rewards for the competition. Everyone entered the center and got a B-level Horse Girl achievement, and won two GIII-level competitions and also got two B-level Horse Girl achievements.

What Zhong Ming cares about most is that the Uma Musume shop has been officially updated and changed to a central version.

Chapter 78 Exchange Rate Collapse

Before coming to Tokyo, Zhong Ming discovered that the Uma Musume shop at that time was a local version. He wondered if the version would be changed after coming to the central version. Unexpectedly, the system actually created one for him. He wondered what new products would be available after the update.

[Uma Musume Lightning Update Time: Two Hours]

A two-hour countdown popped up in front of him. Zhong Ming had no idea what this stupid system needed two hours to update. Did it need to request information from the three goddesses or the eight million gods before updating him?

Could the system please bow to him and say hello for the waste of the past three years?

Zhong Ming complained, but the system didn't respond and continued counting down.

Zhong Ming glanced at the clock on the wall. It was twelve o'clock.

That means the update will not be completed until two o'clock in the morning. Although it is a bit late, two hours later than Zhong Ming's usual bedtime, there are no competitions in the past few days, and he just won the first central battle with good results, so he might as well indulge himself a little.

He opened the door and walked to the balcony. Tokyo was still very cold in January. Some snowflakes floating in the sky fell on his hands and also on the street lights. Tokyo under the night sky was full of neon lights, like a city that never sleeps.

"It's so beautiful, but what should I do in the next two hours..." Zhong Ming leaned on the balcony railing and muttered while looking at the night view.

Suddenly, the cell phone placed next to the railing vibrated and made a "ding" sound, and he almost fell off the balcony and committed suicide.

Zhong Ming narrowly managed to grab the phone. Although he has not escaped from the economic crisis, he has not yet reached a well-off level. After all, he still has to support the monthly training expenses and two meals in addition to Xiaolimao's three meals a day. It can be said that he is on the verge of poverty. At this time, he absolutely cannot add other financial burdens.

He turned on his phone to check if there was anything wrong. The screen saver was a photo of four people that had just been taken by Xin Xin Guang Hui. He didn't know when she had secretly changed it for him.

"Who is sending the message at this time? Doesn't he know that I am an early bedtime person?" Zhong Ming said angrily after he heaving a sigh of relief.