Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

After a simple breakfast, Wen Jing yawned, changed into training clothes, and walked to the playground with Haidu and Wangzu.

Wen Jing saw the wet ground as soon as she came downstairs. "Ah, did it rain last night?"

"It should be. It's normal. After all, this is Europe..."

Haidu didn't think there was anything wrong with it and held Wenjing's hand out of habit.

Wangzu hummed, took out his phone, and looked at the road, "Today many people in the group said that the grassland is in bad condition."

"Noble family, is there any evaluation of the horse girl posted at the door in the training group?"

"Yes, let me see...it's a slightly heavier venue."

Wen Jing's mouth twitched, "I encountered a big crisis right after arriving..."

"But Wenjing's suitability for heavy scenes is also pretty good."

"That being said, the good field was so soft yesterday, who knows how soft the grass will be today."

Wen Jing was a little unsure and glanced at the prominent family, then was pulled into Haidu's arms.

"It's definitely okay for Wenjing."

It took several minutes to walk to the playground. The sign on the playground showing the condition of the grass today did indeed say that the field was slightly heavier, which made Wen Jing somewhat reluctant to go in.

Walking into the grass from the entrance, Wen Jing felt as if she was sinking into the grass.

"Wow, it's almost as bad as a delinquent... It's too soft..."

"But it should still be comfortable to run on. It's not that hard and it's hard to get hurt."

Kaito poked Wen Jing. There were already many horse girls around looking at them.

After all, Wen Jing's training suit is a red color that is almost invisible here and is extremely conspicuous.

Wen Jing yawned and did some warm-up exercises, but found that the two men were still following her.

"Don't you two need to go find your own trainers?"

"Not yet, gather for training after nine o'clock."

The prominent family said casually, and then pointed to the white-haired horse girl on the other side of the runway, "You should have heard of that horse girl Wenjing, Duolemei, a good land expert, and a super strong land, but her heavy land strength is also online."

Wen Jing nodded, "I know this, the champion of last year's Eclipse Championship, right?"

Haidu had finished stretching. He tilted his head and looked at the white figure running. "Her goal this year is also the Arc de Triomphe. I heard from her trainer."

Wen Jing seemed to be thinking about something, "So we are competitors...Xiao Hai, why are you poking me?"

"Wenjing, do you want to run with me?"

Wen Jing didn't think there was anything wrong with it. "Sure, I haven't done parallel running training for a long time. Is it the same as before?"

After hearing Haidu's affirmative answer, Wen Jing nudged the prominent family member who was watching Duolemei sprint, "Want to join us? Five laps in total, four laps of jogging plus the final sprint."

Wangzu nodded in confirmation, and then they jogged together from the finish line - Haidu was in the front, followed by Wenjing and Wangzu.

The four laps of jogging passed quickly, and the feeling of running was completely different from what Wen Jing had felt at Tresen College.

"It's soft, but it's not as soft as the bad field at the Yasuda Kinen Race..."

Wen Jing touched his chin and felt that he had a rough understanding of the grass here. He found that Haidu seemed to be getting into his fighting posture. He glanced at the finish line that was about to be crossed, and silently moved a little bit to the outside.

Wen Jing sped up a bit to catch up with him and squinted her eyes. She could no longer see Hai Dushi beside her, but the footsteps behind her indicated that they were still following her.

Wen Jing licked her lips and was the first to enter the curve. She was still accelerating seriously, but her line did not deviate to the outside at all. The shoes on her feet were deeply embedded in the grass, and a lot of mud was raised every time she lifted her legs.

"The biggest advantage of these training shoes is that you don't have to worry about what to do if they get worn out and dirty..."

Wen Jing's mouth corners gradually rose. Although they were in different countries, the scenery from the leader's perspective was exactly the same.

After turning into a straight line, the high-frequency Pitch pace made Wen Jing take each step very lightly. The footsteps of the two people behind her were basically inaudible. Wen Jing gradually switched to a Stride pace.

Perfectly matching the breathing rhythm with her steps made Wen Jing run much more easily. The Wangzu behind her did not put much pressure on her at the moment, and Haidu followed Wangzu's steps closely.

After passing the entrances of two bends, Wen Jing stared at the third bend that was about to enter. After weighing the pros and cons, she chose to slow down slightly and take the turn conservatively. This also allowed the two people behind her to gradually close the distance.

Wen Jing subconsciously turned her head to glance at the two people behind her, and began to adjust her breathing and change her movements - speeding up.

The perfect cornering line makes Wen Jing's acceleration extremely smooth after cornering, and she enters her comfort zone very smoothly.

After a short false straight line, they passed another small bend, and the fourth bend in the true sense finally ended. Wen Jing, who felt that she still had enough physical strength, didn't even need to look back to know that the two people behind her had started to sprint.

The footsteps behind her became clearer and clearer, and Wen Jing quickly drove at full speed!

The prominent family behind gave Wen Jing the feeling that it was like they had their own speakers on. The strange sounds echoed in Wen Jing's ears, and the heavy footsteps sounded like drumbeats mixed in around her!

Wen Jing's body was trembling due to the intense palpitations caused by being completely targeted, but - the response from her body made Wen Jing even more manic!

Wen Jing's soaring heart rate made her completely ignore her physical fatigue. The roar of the engine sounded for the first time on the French grass!

Under the incredulous gazes of the prominent family, Wen Jing's stride and frequency, which had obviously reached the limit, actually showed a second spring!

"I can't catch up..."

"Besides, this stride length and frequency are beyond the normal range for a horse girl!"

As Wen Jing was the first to cross the finish line and slow down, Wangzu looked at her in surprise as she adjusted her pace to normal after a few big jumps.

"Wen Jing, awesome."

Wen Jing was stunned by Wangzu's praise, and then she recalled the domain she had felt before, and patted Wangzu gently, "Wangzu is also terrifyingly strong. Without Wangzu, I might not be able to run so fast this time."

Haidu stood silently beside the two of them and poked Wen Jing, "This time... I couldn't catch up again."

Wangzu opened his mouth, but failed to ask the biggest question in his mind. However, he and Wenjing encouraged Haidu, "Xiao Hai is also very good."

Wen Jing shrugged and hugged Hai Du, "Xiao Hai works really hard, I like it very much."

Haidu was a little speechless and silently pushed Wen Jing away, "You will make progress next time."

Wen Jing nodded, "I want to go run another lap!"

Wangzu was stunned for a moment, looking at Wen Jing's normal stride, which was completely different from the stride he had seen when she ran before, so he asked his inner doubts.

"Wenjing, how do you manage to take such a long step while maintaining that pace? After all, the ratio of Wenjing's stride to height is far above the average..."

Wen Jing touched her chin and her ears twitched, "Hey, hey, secret..."