Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

At 11pm in Japan, Rigil and the members of RTF were crowded in front of the TV in the cafeteria.

Shenying's worried expression made everyone feel distressed, but no one spoke - Wangzu and Wenjing's gate numbers, popularity and even venue conditions were all copied exactly from hers.

The only difference is the players in the competition.

"This kind of bad ground is not very friendly to speed-type girls, and Longchamp's ridiculous false straight line and the final straight line of 533 meters can be said to be fatal to fleeing girls."

The voice of Misato Akasaka, who was broadcasting live, was heard.

Masumi Hosoe still looked great, but also a little agitated, "Yes, this venue is really the worst in recent years."

Rudolf felt that his arms were grabbed by someone, and Yaxian's face was full of tension.

“Entry starts with a symbol of gentleness and tranquility… It’s still raining heavily in Longchamp.”

"The prominent family has been successfully admitted...ah, the symbol of gentleness has also been pushed in."

"The symbol of gentleness and quietness still has a good start! The prominent family took the initiative to lean back!"

"The elegant dancer is in fourth place, with no horse girl or quiet symbol competing for the lead!"

"The one currently leading the way is the symbol of gentleness!"

Rudolph listened to Akasaka Live's unreserved partiality and focused his attention on the electronic ranking below.

“After a steady uphill climb, we are about to enter a curve!”

Longchamp, France——

Running on the inner lane was quite difficult, not only because of the horse girls in the previous competition, but also because the track was too soft.

"It's like stepping into the mud..."

Wen Jing thought about it, and she plunged into the bend, taking the opportunity to check the situation behind her, and quickly found the prominent family that was still hiding - the outer side of the front of the center group.

“The first 63 meters took about seconds!”

“This is a slower pace!”

"The quiet symbol is still five steps ahead!"

"The horse girls of the Pioneer Group have regained their composure."

"The elegant dancers and the noble families still hold their place!"

Wen Jing has completely turned the third bend, and as the downhill section begins, Wen Jing's speed slowly increases again.

The lowered center of gravity increased Wen Jing's speed again, and the horse girls behind her also began to gradually move forward!

The elegant dancer was in a very bad condition. Besides the severe restrictions of the poor venue, the terrifying ghostly aura of the prominent family behind her made it completely impossible for her to think calmly. When she finally came to her senses, she found that she had already run ahead!

In the vodka room in Japan, Golden Ship stared at the TV with a rare nervous look.

"The symbol of gentleness is starting to speed up!"

Akasaka Misako's voice made the already heavy atmosphere even more solid.

“Is it too early to speed up at this point?”

Vodka suddenly spoke up, but was slapped by Yamato Akagi, "Senior Wenjing must have her own ideas!"

"The false straight at Longchamp Racecourse is 250 meters long. Because it is a downhill section, it will cause the car to accelerate when passing this point, which will make people mistakenly think that it is the final straight line."

Huang Jinchuan said seriously, "In fact, the biggest challenge is whether Wen Jing can withstand the impact of the prominent family who has already found a good position."

The camera has switched from Wen Jing to the group of horses that are two body lengths behind her - at this time, the prominent family has passed the elegant dancer without her knowing!

"Why hasn't the prominent family been surrounded? There are still about 700 meters to go. The situation is not good..."

In the cafeteria, Shenying's words made everyone tremble with fear again. The current situation was very bad - although the bad field was a debuff for the entire field, the Wangzu was undoubtedly an expert in heavy field!

Rudolph symbolically grabs his own arm, quite hard.

In the electronic ranking table at the bottom of the screen, number four is chasing forward quickly...

Longchamp, France——

Wen Jing listened to the footsteps behind her and felt her own physical condition.

My body is not as tired as I expected.

The heart rate is still within the expected range.

Although I don’t have much physical strength, it is enough to persevere to the end.

Wen Jing looked at the final corner that was gradually approaching and wiped away the raindrops that were about to enter her eyes.

"At this pace, the Nobles should be catching up..."

Wen Jing licked her lips. Although she hadn't felt the familiar breath yet, she had decided on the right time to sprint - the moment she turned around!

Looking at the signboards passing by, Wen Jing quickly increased the strength of her legs, and her bloodshot eyes seemed to become even redder!

With a high-pitched and sharp blast, the roar of the engine rushed towards the horse girls behind with a violent momentum!

"With the Noble Family rushing to second place! The two protagonists of this game have arrived! The final battle!!!"

The loud shouts from the French team made the people who were unable to fully watch the game due to the rain quickly look into the distance - Wangzu had rushed to the second place without them noticing, with a gap of only four positions!

"The symbol of Wenjing is the first to enter the final straight line!"

"The prominent family only has four bodies left to pursue!"

The clothes quickly got wet and dirty due to the heavy rain and the mud brought by the grass she turned up, but Wen Jing was completely unable to care about this -

The ghostly terrifying pressure behind her was quickly rushing towards her!

The challenge from the prominent family is as strong as ever!

Wen Jing felt her body's response, and her running posture became extremely aggressive as she completely let herself go - her center of gravity leaning too far forward caused Wen Jing's speed to increase again!

But the prominent family behind him seemed to be entangled with him and he could not get away at all!

Wen Jing kept the rhythm, with a sharp tinnitus in her ears, just like the Japanese Cup. The finish line that was gradually becoming clear in the rain and fog was blocked by an inexplicable black block, and her breathing frequency gradually increased...

"No, the first one to collapse is..."

Wen Jing suddenly realized something, and the feeling of tightness in her chest became more and more intense. The scene of talking with Haidu about the Arc de Triomphe Competition and the sentences in her notebook flashed through her mind.

'Gotta win!'

This is what Wen Jing thought and did.

She ignored her already skyrocketing heart rate; the gap between herself and the prominent family behind her did not allow her to continue letting her thoughts run wild!

"The last 400 meters! The Aristocrats are approaching! A similar development to last year!!!"

"The symbol of Wen Jing is still holding on! The last one!!!"

The green phantom wailed, but still insisted on rushing forward. However, Wen Jing's ferocious face and abnormally red pupils showed that she had completely fallen into madness!

Staring at the car driving on the purple route in front of him, his aura rose again!

In the dim space, the huge ghost figure stared at the horse girl in front and quickly reached forward, but it was always just a little bit short.

"Where does she get such strength from?!"

The noble family looked in shock at the green phantom that he had clearly chased to a distance away and could no longer get closer to.

"The last three hundred meters! It's still one body length!"

"Wait... the symbol of gentleness! Gradually widening the gap?!"

"The last two hundred meters! Two and a half body lengths left!!!"

"As expected, she is a world-class symbol of tranquility!!!"

"The Galloping Symbolic Phantom!!!"

"The grumpy quiet queen!!!"

"Five positions win!"

"The prominent family we have high hopes for is the second one..."

As the car gradually slowed down, Wen Jing knelt down at the end of the straight road. She was shaking all over, but she forced herself to stand up, shook her head and looked at the bulletin board.

After confirming that she had indeed won, she staggered to the stands. The sharp ringing in her ears made it difficult for her to hear her shouting. Her vision gradually filled with black blocks, making her feel dizzy. Wen Jing shook her head again.

Wangzu looked at Wen Jing and felt something was wrong, so he ignored the cameraman's movements and walked directly to Wen Jing's side. However, he felt that she was too cold. Wangzu thought about it and wrapped his cloak around Wen Jing...

Wen Jing leaned on Wangzu for a while, then went into the passage with her.

Accompanied by Haidu, Wen Jing was interviewed and then pushed into the stadium’s built-in medical room by the Speed ​​Symbol and others.

"It's nothing serious. She's just too tired and a little hypothermic, probably because she was in the rain for a while longer."

The doctor said, nodding to Wen Jing, "Miss Wen Jing, congratulations on your victory."

Wen Jing thanked them and followed them to the restaurant booked by Yong Wu. Afterwards, she was held in the arms of a group of seniors and ravaged back and forth - Beidi Wuren and Anjiangjing were particularly hard at work, ruffling Wen Jing's hair into a mess...

On the Internet, as the French Horse Racing Girls Association released the video of the Arc de Triomphe, the Japanese URA official quickly forwarded it and released its own commentary version, titled -

[The one-length difference in the Japan Cup will eventually be returned by five lengths! ]