Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

"After the easy-to-use software, now comes the most popular one, the world's strongest horse girl—"

"A symbol of gentleness and quietness!"

There was loud cheering from the audience. Wen Jing shook her ears, posed, and walked off the stage.

Returning to the passage again, Wen Jing noticed Didus Ikuno who was waiting for her.

"Didus, what are you waiting for me to do?"

"I……"

Ikuno Didus blushed, which was rare, and took something out of his pocket. "Your quality asked me to give this to you. Also, do your best in the competition."

"Why didn't you give it to me before the show?"

Wen Jing shook her ears, walked past Ikuno Didus, and patted her butt, "Let's go, we have to go up, good luck in the competition."

Ikuno Didus blushed even more and hurried to catch up with Wenjing.

Coming out of the underground exit of the Tokyo stadium, the starting position of the Japan Cup is on the final straight line, so Wen Jing is not very anxious.

The cheers from the stands were so loud that they completely drowned out the sounds of the live broadcast and the commentary. Wen Jing turned her head to look at the stands and noticed that Tesco Gabby, who was standing at the front, was cheering her on.

"Gabby-senpai knows how to choose a seat for himself~"

Wen Jing nodded to Tesco Gabby, and saw the RTF members on the other side, waved at them, and called out to Ikuno Didus who was talking to the Canopus members, "We're leaving!"

Ikuno Didus followed Wen Jing to the gate where all the players were present, and he found that popular contestants such as Emperor of the East China Sea and Easy-to-use Software had taken a step towards Wen Jing and stood still silently.

In the end, Easy-to-use Software stood in front of Wen Jing and said, "I won't let you escape so easily."

"This is not something that can be done just by talking."

Wen Jing shrugged, glanced at the high-spirited horse girls around her, and licked her lips, "It's not easy to catch up. This is Japan, not Europe."

"I will try my best, even though I have already lost to you."

Wen Jing narrowed her eyes, "Then, will you promise not to cry?"

Easy-to-use software lowered his head, "No, but I will try my best not to cry."

Wen Jing patted Easy-to-use Software on the head and touched her ears with her hands. "Come on, make my remaining performances more exciting."

Yiyong Software was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Wen Jing who was walking towards the Emperor of the East China Sea, opened his mouth, but could not make any sound.

The Emperor of the East Sea had a very serious expression and was shaking all over. It seemed that the Japan Cup put a lot of pressure on her. "I have an agreement with the president. I will beat you."

"She told me that I will not let the glory of the Symbol family fall into your hands like this, and you are going astray now."

Wen Jing raised her fist towards the Emperor of the East China Sea. "2400 meters is the distance that the Emperor is best at, so I will make you feel the gap at this distance. The goal should not scare you."

"I'm not afraid!"

"You're on the wrong path. Your field shouldn't be like this."

Wen Jing remained in her pose and continued to add, "If you keep going, you'll burn out."

The Emperor of the East China Sea's eyes were a little evasive, but soon became firm again, and he stretched out his fist and pressed it against Wen Jing's fist.

"I will win."

Wen Jing looked at the Emperor of the East Sea and finally couldn't help laughing, "Then come and surpass me. If you surpass me, you will win."

"I will do that."

The Emperor of the East China Sea withdrew his hand.

Wen Jing reached out and patted the East Sea Emperor on the shoulder, "Then don't let me down, I'll be waiting for you to come up in front."

The sudden opening number dispelled the idea of ​​the Emperor of the East China Sea speaking. Wen Jing turned around and stood in front of the gate where she was supposed to enter. She had already seen a staff member preparing to come up.

But what made her feel strange was the horse girl in the box next to her. It was rare to see her with earrings on both ears.

"The world of the past?"

"Senior Wen Jing."

The world of the past was also trembling a little, but unlike the excitement of the Emperor of the East China Sea, it was more of a nervousness.

Wen Jing shrugged, reached out and patted the old world on the back, "Don't think too much, just keep up, opportunities are given by yourself, don't count on others."

The Past World nodded, "I'll do my best."

Wen Jing hummed, turned her head and glanced at the horse girls who had already started to enter the gate - she was indeed excluded from the normal entry process.

"Ms. Wen Jing, you don't want this to get to URA, do you?"

Seeing that the two were no longer talking, the staff put their hands on Wen Jing's shoulders and tried to push Wen Jing into the gate box.

"If you get involved with URA, you'll have to do gate tests again. To be honest, if you do it too many times, they'll even conduct training and review. You're already a G1, and doing this won't only ruin your reputation..."

Wen Jing remained unmoved and continued to stand at the gate, unable to move forward at all.

The people in the stands were nervously watching Wen Jing, who was making a fuss, as if they were watching an intense final game.

Akasaka Live also expressed helplessness, "It would be a miracle if Wen Jing Symbol walked in..."

Masumi Hosoe agreed, "Yes, she hasn't walked in by herself since her successful debut, right?"

"It seems to be true..."

Akasaka Misato sighed and took the initiative to change the subject, "Ms. Hosoe, who do you think has a better chance of winning now?"

"Of course I think Wen Jing will win the game, but I still hope that a miracle will happen."

"So Miss Hosoe is just like me, and I am looking forward to seeing the East Sea Emperor win the Japan Cup~"

Akasaka Misato didn't shy away from anything. "But this time the opponents are different from the past. The top horse racing girls from Europe, Australia and the United States have all chosen the Japan Cup."

"Yes, but the venue of the Tokyo race is a rare heavy field. I hope it won't have any impact on the horse girls present."

Masumi Hosoe's voice was calm, but it made everyone nervous. However, when they thought about her suitability for the venue as a symbol of gentleness and quietness, they were not so worried anymore.

"There's no need to worry about the heavy field adaptability of the symbol of gentleness, but the heavy field adaptability of the biggest rival, easy-to-use software, doesn't seem to be very strong, right?"

"Yes, she still prefers the good land."

Masumi Hosoe said, bringing the topic back to the Japan Cup, "The symbol of gentleness still didn't make it in..."

Akasaka Misato didn't continue talking, and followed the words of Hosoe Masumi, "After all, she is a symbol of quietness, it would be strange if she didn't make a fuss~"

"That's true..."

Inside the venue, Wen Jing was surrounded by many staff members, but they still couldn't do anything to her - it would be difficult to deal with Ma Niang if she didn't want to go in.

However, Wen Jing, who had been wearing a hood, had now calmed down completely. A staff member tried to push Wen Jing in.

As the gate behind her closed, Wen Jing shuddered and sighed silently. As the hood was taken off, the dim light did not make Wen Jing feel uncomfortable.

The increase in heart rate made Wen Jing take deep breaths involuntarily, and her excited body made her muscles tremble constantly.

Wen Jing shivered, prepared to start running, and quickly focused her eyes on the bottom edge of the gate.

"Quietness symbolizes successful entry!"

“The most luxurious Japan Cup ever!”

"The strongest overseas army and Japan's strongest horse girl's decisive battle!"

"Now……"

Wen Jing couldn't hear the sound outside, but she could probably guess what it was. The aura on her body gradually rose, and the queen's aura became stronger and stronger!

"I will win...I will never lose!"

With a wave of the flag by the staff, the gate opened!

"here we go!"