Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

Early the next morning, Wen Jing got up from the bed yawning and changed into her training clothes. Wen Jing turned her head to glance at her father who was still resting. After washing up, she went straight to the Royal Irish Academy.

After entering using the temporary entry and exit sign, Wen Jing went to the cafeteria to have a meal, and then went directly to the playground.

There were only a few horsegirls scattered around the playground, but the Haidu City and the Noble Clan were all there.

The biggest opponent in this Arc de Triomphe competition is the prominent family that is preparing to challenge the second company of Arc de Triomphe.

Wen Jing trotted over, and after a brief stretch, she began to jog as the leader. Soon, many horse girls followed the three-person team...

After the warm-up, Wen Jing began her training with the assistance of Haidu, while Wangzu kept time on the side.

"Wenjing's total time is much shorter this time. She has made progress again."

At noon, Wangzu handed a cup of water to Wen Jing and showed the time on the stopwatch. "I see your father has been here for a while. Why don't you go over and take a look?"

Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look at the stands. Her father and mother were sitting and looking at her, holding a bag of clothes in their arms.

"The ones who brought me the new victory suit, come over too."

Wen Jing touched his chin and pulled the two horse girls to the stands.

He jumped into his mother's arms, looked up and pretended he didn't know about the new winning suit, "Hey, mom is coming to watch my game tomorrow?"

"I sent you some clothes. Your dad has told you. Wait until you get home tonight to take a look. Mom doesn't know what this dress looks like either~"

As my mother spoke, she pushed Wen Jing away with a little force and opened the bag. The clothes inside were still individually packaged, but a touch of green could be seen - the iconic green that symbolizes home.

Wen Jing nodded and pulled the prominent family back, "She is from a prominent family, the winner of the Arc de Triomphe competition last year, and Xiao Hai's roommate in France."

"Please take care of Wenjing. She should be quite noisy, right?"

My mother also stood up and said, "You should start training first. By the way, Wenjing, we will be there for the Arc de Triomphe competition soon."

The prominent family shook his head, a little embarrassed, "In fact, when we were in France, Wen Jing cooked almost all the meals..."

Wen Jing came up to her mother and poked her belly, "Really? You're not lying to me?"

"I'm not lying to you. Speed ​​even said that if Bartholon wasn't in poor health, he would have come here in person."

The old man rubbed Wen Jing's head and looked at the three horse girls with obvious height differences. "You guys go to training first. If you want to watch the finals, let's go to the hotel together tonight..."

A few minutes later, the three of them returned to the runway. Wen Jing recalled the actions of her father and mother when they left, "I always feel that the birth of Yaxian and I was completely an accident..."

In the evening, Wen Jing returned to the hotel alone after finishing her training. The prominent family rejected Wen Jing's invitation on the grounds that "she needs to keep looking forward to the new clothes."

Haidu felt that the winning dress was better to be worn in competitions, and there would be many opportunities for Wen Jing to wear it for her in the future, so she refused.

The new winning suit was not as difficult to wear as the one she started with.

A green coat, a white belt with purple and gold lines, a white shirt, a green skirt with gold edges, black stockings with gold patterns, and a red cape.

"I think I've seen this outfit somewhere."

Wen Jing stroked her chin and looked at herself seriously in the mirror.

"Why does this combination feel so familiar..."

Mom looked at Wen Jing and fell into deep thought.

"By the way, this outfit is very similar to Luna's victory outfit, except for the cape, and there's a faint purple meteor at the end."

Dad's words woke them up, and the three of them looked at each other. Wen Jing found the photo of Rudolph wearing his symbolic winning suit in her cell phone album, and then looked up at herself.

"Except for the belt style and the tail of the cape, it can be said to be exactly the same..."

Wen Jing was a little speechless, resisting the urge to take a photo and send it to the symbol group, "Sister Luna and the others will definitely be shocked when they see it tomorrow."

Looking at herself in the mirror, Wen Jing raised her right hand and made a classic three.

"Wen Jing looks exactly like little Luna back then..."

My mother immediately looked at Wen Jing as if she had discovered something, and took out her phone to take a lot of photos of Wen Jing, "One more!"

As a result, they played until almost three in the morning, and as a result, Wen Jing didn't sleep well at all - Wen Jing was still yawning when she appeared in the circle.

After the appearance, Wen Jing took the opportunity to find a place to wash her face. Although the audience's cheers made her a lot more sober, it was still not enough.

"Ah, my whole head is a mess..."

Wen Jing patted her face speechlessly and noticed that Patricia was looking at her.

"A symbol of gentleness and quietness. I hope you can still display your full strength."

Patricia left immediately after she finished speaking, not giving Wen Jing any chance to speak.

Sighing, Wen Jing rubbed her eyes and walked out of the underground passage. The dazzling sunlight made her squint subconsciously, and the slightly heavy ground under her feet made her steps seem a little unsteady.

Wen Jing walked to the gate box and entered the gate again in advance under the guidance of the staff. It didn't take long to enter the gate and Wen Jing entered very quickly.

Wen Jing, who was daydreaming in the gate box, finally stopped her thoughts and pulled her ears. Her gradually increasing heart rate made her subconsciously start taking deep breaths.

bang——

Wen Jing, who was a little distracted, subconsciously rushed out. The dazzling sunlight made her squint her eyes again, but she suddenly felt that there was something wrong with her center of balance!

The slight slip caused her to almost hit the gate. She immediately pushed forward to grab a spot when she felt that she had stepped firmly on it, but she found that her position was a bit awkward - she seemed to have bumped into the encirclement...

Wen Jing shook her ears and took two steps forward anxiously, but she noticed that her position was indeed quite awkward, so she simply ran along here. However, the slow pace of the race was a little hard for her to accept.

"It's blocked..."

In the stands, Haidu held on to the railing tightly. Wen Jing was currently fourth from the bottom, and was surrounded tightly whether she was moving forward or backward.

Wangzu hummed, squinting his eyes as he looked at Wen Jing who had already calmed down and stayed there, "It all depends on whether she can find a chance to rush out..."

Just as Wen Jing estimated, the pace was the classic long-distance pace. Wen Jing wiped off the sweat, and felt refreshed. Her confused thoughts began to become clearer.

After passing a small bend, Wen Jing finally had a chance to move to the outside, but she found that the space was quickly blocked by Ma Niang...

Wen Jing was speechless, but soon she became impatient again because her position was so bad. If she didn't find a good position, it would be even more uncomfortable at that 180-degree hairpin turn.

In Japan, the two teams of Rigil and RTF were listening to the broadcast narrated by Misato Akasaka in the cafeteria.

"This development is not good. Those horse girls are just self-destructing and surrounding each other. Their results won't be any better."

Good Opera frowned as he watched the game and began to think about what he would do if it were him...

On the other side, as the final bend approached, Wen Jing became more and more anxious. Although she knew she had to keep a good mentality, as the bend progressed, there were only the last 4 waves left in the entire race!

"No, I have to take the initiative to find an opportunity..."

Wen Jing muttered that even though the horse girls here are good at heavy ground, it does not affect them from choosing to sprint in a relatively outside place!

Wen Jing thought about it and decided to stick a little to the inside. The final turn was very sharp and they would definitely slow down!

After crossing the sign with the number 3, Wen Jing quickly started to act - first pushing to the outside, and then moving to the inside!

Sure enough, Wen Jing soon saw the result she wanted to see—a large unobstructed space on the inside!

Patricia, who was the first to rush into the final straight line, looked back at the situation behind her and tried her best to maintain her speed as she rushed towards the finish line in her sight!

"The symbol of gentleness has not yet emerged. I will definitely be able to win this game!"

Wen Jing took a deep breath, and quickly increased the strength in her legs, until her entire foot was almost completely sunk into the grass!

As the grass flew up, the sharp sound of the engine caused by the ultra-high speed rang out instantly, and the monarchical aura on Wen Jing's body quickly spread!

Instantly, the horse girls around him seemed to have come to a standstill!

He could only watch in amazement as the horse girl beside him, who seemed to have transformed into a purple phantom, passed by him unhindered!

The game... ends here!