Uma Musume, do I have to tell you that I know how to use the Santa Hat special move?

This was not because the body had reached its limit, but it was as if the hands and feet were trapped by something. Even if one took a step, one would be pulled from behind... by the condor!

If she had opened the system panel from the moment she started running, the reason for this result would be clear at a glance:

From the beginning, red skill activation warnings kept popping up on the panel:

[Skill: Leading Strategy is triggered], [Skill: Leading Containment is triggered], [Skill: Leading Scorch is triggered], [Skill: Whisper is triggered], [Skill: Sharp Eyes is triggered], [Skill: Strategy (later) is triggered]...

These interfering skills are like chains, overlapping each other and completely devouring the running rhythm of Stardust Illusion.

Before she could react to what had caused all this, the end was already in sight—

"Then I'll go first, little eagle!" declared the sacred eagle behind him.

Then, a strange bird soaring in the sky passed by her with a sharp scream that broke the wind.

For the first time, Stardust Illusion felt that he was completely unable to catch up with the other party.

The heavy chains bound her completely, and no matter how hard she pushed herself, she could not catch up with the powerful runner.

I can only watch the other party overtake me and rush into the finish line!

Stardust Illusion, who was second to the finish line, stared blankly at his own hands and feet.

The strange feeling of restraint disappeared after the game, but the feeling just now lingered in her mind for a long time and she could not forget it.

"What's this……?"

She couldn't help but ask.

"That is the devil nature, another kind of power that rivals the fighting spirit... I didn't expect that the runner Shenying would be able to cultivate the devil nature to this level." Toyama Scarlet walked up and explained to his horse girl.

Before the Arc de Triomphe, Condor, the runner who almost dominated Neon, had never practiced any magic-related techniques.

But the strength she showed at this moment...

Is it because of losing to a prominent family?

"Compared to my evil nature, Little Eagle, the Noble Family is more than ten times stronger." The Condor turned around and explained while moving his tired hands and feet.

"The demonic nature of the Noble Family... has definitely reached the level of a domain! In that competition, if the impact of the overweight horse race at the Arc de Triomphe on me was 1, then the impact of the Noble Family that infiltrated my internal organs without my noticing, taking away my speed, strength, and stamina at full speed, was 100!"

"So you understand, right?" Condor took the initiative to reveal his scars and talked about the Battle of the Arc de Triomphe. He lowered his head and took off his eye patch, revealing a serious expression and continued:

"If you want to be a rival to the prominent families, you must find a way to overcome the influence of the devil on yourself!"

"Only when you surpass the realm-level demonic nature can you truly stand on the same starting line with her and see who is better!"

"..." Stardust Illusion did not answer immediately, but turned her head and looked at Toyama Scarlet. However, she did not get the message she wanted from the trainer's eyes, so she could only ask:

"Uh... who on earth is spreading the rumor that I should compete with the prominent families?"

That's right!

Stardust Illusion had long wanted to ask, why on earth did Condor think that she could fight against a horse girl of the level of the Noble Family?

Rather, who spread the rumor that made people believe that she, a player who had just debuted and was still looking forward to G1-level competitions, could already challenge the tyrant who dominated the French arena - the Aristocratic Family?

"W-what?!" Shenying was so surprised that he dropped the eye mask he had just taken off to the ground.

"Then why didn't you explain it clearly just now? Why did you want to run away with me, Little Eagle?" Thinking of this, Condor quickly asked again.

However, Toyama Crimson shrugged and replied, "Our team is currently lacking an instructor, so why not take the free parallel running training?"

After saying that, she didn't continue to look at Condor's reaction. She turned around and pointed to the slope training ground in front of her, and said to Stardust Illusion: "Okay, let's start with today's daily four slope trainings."

[SIU——! ]

"Wait, wait a minute!!!" A strong wind swept past with the strange bird, and the condor rushed in front of the two of them, opening its arms to block the way of the Stardust Illusion.

She had a conflicted expression and thought for a while before continuing to shout:

"No! Wouldn't I be at a disadvantage if I did that?! So you must challenge the noble family!"

"There's no reason to let the new horse girl challenge the tyrant, right? And you also said that the noble family is the killer of the leader, so they are just the right ones to restrain the stardust illusion." Toyama Feihong answered helplessly, with rejection written all over her face.

“B-But——!”

Shenying didn't know how to convince the two people in front of him.

She originally planned to let her team exchange with the French team, so that she would have the opportunity to challenge the prominent family again, but she did not expect that the spot would be taken away directly.

When she heard that Stardust Illusion might compete with the prominent families, she quickly took the task and ran over, wanting to do something. But now she is told that this was made up by someone else?

Wasn't she completely deceived?!

Looking at the troubled Condor in front of him, the instigator of the rumor, Toyama Crimson, revealed an evil smile and said:

"How about this, haven't you retired? You can stay here to practice with Stardust and Bourbon. If you agree...then we can consider challenging the French team directly. How about that?"

"Really? Will you challenge the noble family? Then Xiaoying, I can help you!"

This legendary horse girl known as the Monster Bird, when she heard Toyama Scarlet's suggestion, her tone immediately became full of enthusiasm and determination, as if she had found a new goal and hope.

The Condor immediately nodded excitedly and agreed to this matter.

Chapter 57 The girl forgotten by gravity: Zhuo Fu!

"Huh... your team's training volume is too high."

In the cafeteria of Tresen College, Condor walked to Toyama Crimson's table with a tray and sat down, saying casually.

There were some common healthy foods on the plate, such as chicken breast, salad, rice, etc., but as a horse racing girl from the United States, how could Condor get used to Japanese-style food?

So she just pulled out a tube of hot sauce from somewhere and started pouring it on all the food.

Toyama Feihong, who was sitting next to her, looked at her food that was gradually being stained red, curled her lips and tried not to complain.

"Stardust Illusion's talent is really strong, but even so, I'm afraid she won't have enough time to train up to a speed that can deal with the Noble Family before the French team arrives. You know, in addition to her domain-level magic, her running ability is no less than the best runners in the country."

Shenying recalled the results of today's training and looked a little worried:

"Will there really be a way to defeat the noble families by then?"

"It's normal to have a difference in strength. The prominent family has dominated France for several years as a world-class runner." Toyama Crimson took two mouthfuls of rice and replied calmly:

"However, there is no saying that you will definitely lose if there is a gap in strength - this is when tactical arrangements are needed."

At this point, Toyama Crimson revealed her signature devilish smile, took out the tablet she carried with her right hand, placed it on the table between the two of them, clicked on one of the videos and continued:

"I asked someone to get some training footage of the French exchange student team. It will give us a preview of our opponents."

The camera of the video was shaking slightly, and one could even hear the photographer's breathing, but the picture always followed closely behind the six French-style horse racing girls from the lawn beside the inner lane.

They are running on the track at the moment, and each of them looks very strong, no less than the top runners in the country.

And because everyone is tall, the scene of people running across the screen adds a bit of momentum.

Every time the soles of their feet touch the ground, they unleash amazing power, rumbling like a heart-stirring drumbeat.

"The prominent family is not among them. I guess they have their own training model, so they didn't participate." Toyama Scarlet explained as he and Condor looked at the screen together.

"They all look so tall." As a runner from the United States, Condor had many experiences of interacting with Western horse racing girls when he was a child.

So she immediately noticed that the six contestants who were training in the picture were all tall and large horse girls specially selected.

"This is a popular style in France recently. It seems that it is the decision of the noble families. Now they are advocating horse girls with tall bodies. They say that this is the only way to ensure sufficient strength."

“Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that heavy or even overweight horses are common in French racing.”

Toyama grinned crimson.

After she finished her explanation, she looked in the direction of the Condor, as if expecting her to see the problem.

However, Condor did not discover the hidden message in this video. She just watched the horse racing ladies in training carefully, as if she wanted to see the current training status of the prominent family from them.

At this moment, Stardust Illusion finally returned to her seat with her six-plate set meal.

Just as she put down the plate with difficulty, she noticed the video they were studying and quickly leaned over to it:

"What are you looking at? These are the players on the French team?"

"Well, Little Eagle, I am observing their training methods." Condor nodded and replied.

"Hmm-hmm?" Looking at the scenes in the video, Stardust Illusion suddenly frowned in confusion, as if there was something he couldn't understand.

"What's wrong?" asked the Eagle.

"Don't you find this video strange?" Stardust Illusion turned to look at Toyama Feihong, but the other party responded with an encouraging look, asking her to continue.

“…I don’t know if it’s okay to say this, but who took this video?”

"Hey, you really have a natural sense for this." Hushan Feihong laughed when he heard that.

At this moment, Condor heard the reminder from Stardust Illusion and quickly turned his attention to the person who filmed the video.

Only then did she realize that this video was actually filmed by someone holding a hand and chasing behind these horse racing girls.

In other words, this means that the photographer followed closely behind these contestants and was not left behind by them at all.

Even based on the slight breathing coming from the picture, and the degree of shaking of the picture...

The Eagle has already determined that the cameraman didn't even use his full strength to catch up with them, caught up with this group of horse racing girls who were carefully selected and were about to come to Neon for exchange and study!

"How is that possible?! Could they be from a prominent family? No, a prominent family wouldn't run so lightly."

Condor held the tablet playing the video tightly with both hands, his eyes wide open, trying to figure out what was going on:

"Who the hell is this cameraman?!"

Toyama Feihong shrugged and replied, "Just wait and see. This photographer is the life assistant of the French exchange student team. She will appear in the video at the end. I remember her name is..."

"I remember now. It's Treve. Her name is Treve."

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France.

In winter in Paris, the pure white snow scene presents a different charm.

The buildings and streets are covered with a thick layer of snow. The trees on both sides are wrapped in silver, and the branches are hung with crystal snowflakes, creating a quiet and romantic atmosphere here.

The snow was creaking as pedestrians stepped on it, breaking the silence. There were fewer pedestrians on the street, but those who remained seemed particularly warm.

They were wearing heavy winter clothes, hats, scarves and gloves, and walked slowly in the snowy scene, as if enjoying the tranquility and beauty of winter.

In this snowy scene, a figure quickly shuttled between the sidewalks.

Her breath came in wisps of white smoke in the cold air, mixing with the falling snow.

Her steps were light, leaving only barely visible traces on the thick snow. As a few snowflakes fell, the traces completely disappeared.

Her smile is as bright as the sunshine, breaking the winter chill and adding a bit of vitality and warmth to the snowy scene.

Before the pedestrians on the roadside could react, they had already seen this petite figure flying across the snow as if ignoring gravity.

"Who is that? This is too fast."

A passerby covered her mouth with her gloved hand and asked in surprise: "She's still running on the sidewalk. Isn't she afraid of bumping into people? Is she in a hurry to go somewhere?"

"Haha, we are used to this kind of scene."

The ragged homeless man squatting nearby begging laughed: "That little girl has been running here since she was little, saying it's training."

"Running lightly through the streets like this, leaving almost no footprints on the snow with every step, isn't that amazing? [Cinderella Forgotten by Gravity]... We all call her Zhuofu."

"She should be rushing back to her home in Saint-Denis for dinner now, probably. After all, it's a long way from the academy to her home. Can you give me some? My mouth is dry from talking so much."

The homeless man said to the man in front of him, while pushing the bowl in front of him with his foot.

"May God bless you." The man shrugged, took out a few dozen francs, bent down and put them into the bowl, then blessed politely.

"Hahaha, if God could protect me, he wouldn't let me go bankrupt." The homeless man quickly stuffed the money into his arms and laughed heartily.

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