Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

"Now the game begins!"

“The symbol of gentleness is as fast as ever when it comes to exiting the gate!”

“As expected, they are the 17 best horse girls!”

“There was no delay!”

"The eye-catching symbol of Wen Jing and Qing Yun Tian Kong are moving forward together. The competition for the leading position is very fierce!"

"Slightly behind on the inside is the offside trap!"

Wen Jing glanced at the position of herself and Qingyun Tiankong, and then chose to stare at the turn in front of her - Turn 4 in the first lap.

"Tokukan Fukurai and Mejiro Dobo are in the leading middle position."

"It's at the back, and the air tank is in the middle group."

"Further out is the Golden Journey."

"The Royal Counsel is fourth from the bottom, followed by Mejiro Koumi, and then Saint King Halo."

Wen Jing, who had already reached the first straight line, followed Qing Yun Tian Kong, who she had voluntarily let take the lead - although she was distracted by the sense of déjà vu of the situation in the middle of the journey, and Qing Yun Tian Kong seized the opportunity to grab the lead.

'Anyway, this rhythm is fine, just accelerate in Turn 4.'

Wen Jing thought about it, turned her head and glanced at the time on the big screen, and felt that there was nothing wrong.

"Come to the front of the stands!"

"Amid the cheers of all the audience! Qingyun Tiankong is in the lead!"

"Wen Jing's symbol is right behind, both of them are in very good positions!"

"Always maintaining an advantage of six or seven body lengths!"

“Head towards the first bend!”

Wen Jing felt that she was gradually getting into the state and began to adjust her posture and pace so that she could run more comfortably in the rhythm brought by Qingyun Tiankong.

The extremely long strides made her save energy, and she then glanced back slightly to see the gap between herself and the person behind her.

"Six or seven body lengths, not bad, be steady and fight with the last kick... Besides, I have enough stamina at the end."

Wen Jing thought about it and found that Qingyun Tiankong had finally entered the inner lane, so she went straight up to catch the wake.

"The first is the blue sky, and the quiet symbolizes holding on tightly!"

"With a six or seven body length advantage, we entered the straight line facing forward!"

“The whole line was stretched very long!”

"The third one currently is the Sunrise Flag, and the Offside Trap is fourth..."

The sounds in Wen Jing's ears were no longer so noisy, and the footsteps in front of her could not affect her thinking as usual. The only difference was that her thoughts were a little confused - the scene of falling in her mind kept coming up again and again, causing Wen Jing to hesitate.

"Dreams...are the opposite!"

Wen Jing chose to give herself a hint that she had already passed half of the straight stage, and the last straight line was only 310 meters. In addition, she was a good cornering expert compared to Qingyun Tiankong, so she had a chance to start sprinting after turning three!

"I started to accelerate at the center of the third turn. With my stamina, I should be able to blast out a 35-second final run on the final straight."

"After all, it has always worked in the past. You have to trust your body... She can't help but want to speed up now..."

Wen Jing licked her lips and reached out to wipe the sweat off her face. Her body's requests for acceleration were rejected again and again by her own reasoning. She absolutely had to save enough energy to deal with the powerful attack from the "Empress" behind her and the secret peeping of the "Chestnut-haired Monster"!

"…The sixth one is the gas tank! It's already the retirement battle!"

"The one on the inside is Grasshopper! The one on the outside is Golden Journey!"

"Stay back a little and wait for Jianfu to come here!"

"The one behind is the Holy King's Halo!"

"Then there's Mejiro Shining!"

“Now we come to the third turn!”

Wen Jing narrowed her eyes slightly and locked her sights on the inner side of Qingyuntiankong - she felt that she could slip through it, as the space left by Qingyuntiankong was very large.

So Wen Jing pressed her body down, and then...

The sound of air waves in my ears gradually increased, and the roar of the engine sounded again!

All the horse girls felt the pressure from the front, and Qingyun Tiankong, who was closest to Wen Jing, couldn't help but speed up his pace a little.

"The symbol of gentleness! It's starting to gain strength! But the acceleration is not as fast as usual!"

"Is it because the fatigue from the Lianzhan Autumn Flower Appreciation and the Emperor's Autumn Appreciation has not completely disappeared?!"

"Mejiro Dober has already reached the third position!"

"The blue sky! The symbol of tranquility!"

"There's only a gap of half a body length left!"

“About to cross the fourth bend!”

"Qi Tank! Qi Tank has also caught up! Will the winner be the 'Empress'?!"

"The final straight line! The final decisive battle!"

"Qingyun Tiankong is still in the lead!"

“The symbols of gentleness and quietness are side by side! But it seems a little difficult to maintain them!”

"Outside! Here comes the grass! The 'chestnut-haired monster'! It's catching up with us!"

Wen Jing felt that her breathing was still normal. The tightness in her chest was still acceptable. The pain in her ankle in the dream did not come back. "Sure enough, dreams and reality are opposites, Xiao Hai..."

The pressure from the "Empress" behind her was not enough to make her hesitate, the so-called "chestnut-haired monster" was not enough to scare her, and the "Lightning Above the Blue Clouds" that was gradually falling behind could hardly put any pressure on her!

"Then... come on!"

“The last two hundred meters!!!”

"The Grass Flying is coming! It's a monster-like acceleration!!!"

"But——! The one leading is the symbol of gentleness! The gap is only half a body length!"

This is how Wen Jing described the voice of a champion, without considering at all the negative impact her absolutely off-the-charts heart rate would have on her body!

Although I couldn't hear my own heartbeat, the sound of my breathing mixed with the ridiculously high-pitched voice in my ears somehow squeezed out strength from my legs!

The already blurred vision became clearer, and Wen Jing was completely focused on the finish line, completely ignoring the monster beside her that seemed to be flying on the grass!

"Is it the quiet symbol of trying to win seven G1 titles without losing in a year?!"

"Or is it Cao Shangfei who longs for a complete recovery?!"

“It’s impossible to tell who’s ahead!”

“The last 100 meters!”

“The results are neck and neck!!!”

"Will it be the symbol of gentleness or flying on the grass?!"

Wen Jing's expression had become ferocious. Her heart, which had reached its limit, kept reminding her in pain. The pain in her ankle had come upon her unknowingly!

'Even if this race is completely ruined, this race must be won!'

"It's not just for myself. Winning eight games in a row doesn't matter at all. This is the competition Yaxian wanted to participate in the most. I must win for her sake!"

"Besides... Kaito City is still watching here!"

"The third one is Mejiro Mitsuaki, but the gap of three body lengths is already too big to catch up with!"

"The purple supercar and the chestnut-haired monster!!"

"Who on earth could it be?!"

“Two people crossed the finish line side by side!”

"The final battle is that 100-meter battle!"

"The notice board has come out. The fifth place is Qingyun Tiankong, the fourth place is Golden Journey, and the third place is Mejiro Guangming."

Wen Jing gradually slowed down, but her skyrocketing heart rate gave her no chance at all, and the tinnitus once again became the background noise of all the surrounding sounds.

"Wen Jing is still so amazing."

"The grass is also very strong."

Wen Jing stood at the bend and turned to look at the bulletin board. The word "Photo" on it made her look up at the sky, while she gasped for breath and tried to calm her breathing first.

"Wenjing! Are you okay? I noticed that there was something wrong with the way you pushed off the ground. Is your ankle okay?"

Qingyun Tiankong also ran over and looked at Wen Jing.

"Xiaoqing, it's nothing, five moves, it's okay."

"Well, I tried my best after all. You guys are really scary, especially Xiaocao and Wenjing."

"I'm going to talk to Sister Cao."

Feeling much better, Wen Jing walked towards the air tank standing in the middle of the runway looking at the notice board...

The post-match interview was very relaxed. With the help of Kuronuma's trainer, the extremely exhausted Wen Jing was pushed out of the interview place by Kuronuma without saying anything.

Wen Jing walked to the preparation room alone, and her own unusual footsteps could be heard in the corridor.

Wen Jing suddenly realized what was going on and stopped where she was. She lifted her foot back and looked at the sole of her shoe - the horseshoe was broken in half.

"No wonder the feedback from the force I applied is different than usual..."

"But I'm lucky."

Wen Jing glanced at Yaxian who was in the preparation room and was a little shocked. "Yaxian? Who is at Xiaoqing's place..."

Yaxian's symbolic pounce interrupted Wen Jing's words, and the sudden wet feeling in her chest made Wen Jing even more confused.

"Why are you crying? Don't cry. My sister has won. Why are you crying? It feels like I lost... Besides, I should be the one crying if I lost."

Wen Jing stroked Yaxian's hair and heard Yaxian's very soft sobbing voice, "Sister... Arima Kinen..."

"Okay, okay, don't cry..."

At a distant corner, Haidu looked at the flustered Wen Jing and sighed, but he felt someone behind him, "Sister Luna?"

"Well, come with me."

Haidu looked at Wen Jing, turned around and followed Rudolph.