Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

The gate had not yet been fully opened, but the sunlight shining into the gate box instantly bounced Wen Jing out.

The half-open gate did not hold back the small figure, and the phantom with purple meteors printed on it quickly pulled its head out from the horse girls that had just rushed out!

"So fast!"

Everyone was still amazed at Wenjing's exit, and looked at the female horse who rushed through the straight line in front of the stands for the first time.

The empty space ahead and the wind brought by running made Wen Jing's ears fold back, but her mood was so good that it was difficult to describe.

"I'm in good health..."

Wen Jing narrowed her eyes and glanced towards the stands. The dense crowds of people made it difficult for her to find the person she wanted to see...

"Just as expected! As expected, the symbol of gentleness has taken the lead!"

Akasaka Misato blinked, "Following closely behind Wen Jing is the world of the past!"

"Then there was Dr. Fraud from England..."

"Ms. Hosoe, have you seen this kind of rhythm somewhere before?"

Masumi Hosoe had never expected that Akasaka Misato would ask her at this time. She paused before speaking, "The pace this time should be similar to that of the Arc de Triomphe."

Akasaka Misato nodded, "Now start turning into Turn 1!"

"Leading is still a symbol of quietness!"

"Easy-to-use software is following the two runaway horse girls in front!"

“It has now risen to second place!”

"The Emperor of the East Sea is also approaching from the outside!"

"The distance we can create right now is not very large!"

Turning into the center of Turn 2, Wen Jing glanced back out of habit.

The world of the past was still quite close, but Wen Jing was a little surprised that the easy-to-use software appeared in this position, and she was even more shocked that everyone was following her rhythm like this.

"How come you haven't learned your lesson..."

Wen Jing licked her lips. The heavy court of Tokyo had little impact on her. The heavy court in Europe was much more difficult to run on than here.

"I really don't know how suitable the Emperor's venue is~"

Wen Jing thought about it briefly and stopped thinking about anything other than the race. She plunged into the straight line and gradually slowed down her speed.

Wen Jing wiped her sweat and looked at the time displayed on the huge display screen. The horse girl behind her was following very closely.

"It's just as I expected, but they're following so closely..."

Wen Jing licked her lips, her red eyes sparkling with excitement...

"Dr. Fraud is still sucking behind the world of the past, waiting for his chance!"

"The gap between one and three horse lengths has begun to appear in the center of each group!"

"Easy-to-use software has arrived at the outer lane and is rushing to the front to grab a spot!"

"He seems a little anxious!"

"Behind us is the running general from the local area!"

"Next is the Emperor of the East Sea! Outside is number 2, Ikuno Didus!"

"This 57.4-meter race time is... seconds!"

"It's the high pace brought about by the symbol of gentleness and quietness!"

"Further back is a group of naturalists and global hegemons, and Almond Green is two body lengths behind them!"

"Further back, looking closely ahead is the Emperor awarding the Uma-sama no Madoka!..."

The Emperor of the East China Sea is still in an outsider position, and choosing a position is one of the things she is best at.

"From here, we can clearly see what Wen Jing and the others are doing, and rush over as soon as we get a chance!"

The pupils of the Emperor of the East Sea flickered with a faint red light. "Everyone is very strong. If we want to arrest Wen Jing at this pace, we can only attack on the final straight line."

Ikuno Didus, who was closer to the outside, glanced at the Emperor of the East Sea and marked the tactic that Canopus had discussed with the Emperor of the East Sea, but now it seemed that there was something wrong with the tactic from the beginning!

"Why can a 2400-meter race be a test of strength?"

Ikuno Didus was a little helpless. They shouldn't have chased him to death in the first place...

“About to enter the third bend!”

"The pace of the symbol of gentleness and quietness has begun to slow down significantly!"

"Under the leadership of Easy-to-use Software and the Emperor of the East Sea!"

"The originally scattered team began to gradually move forward!"

"The symbol of gentleness is the first to reach the top of the hill! Let's start the descent!"

"The old world and the symbol of quietness kept a body distance!"

"The group ahead of them is only half a horse length behind them!"

"Is Dr. Fraud ready to pull out from the outside in the bend?!"

The not very steep downhill slope allowed Wen Jing to steadily increase her speed, but the real time to accelerate was when she turned to the fourth turn - the straight line in Tokyo was too long.

Wen Jing's eyes were fixed on the exit of the bend, feeling the fighting spirit gradually rising from behind.

“Here you are…”

"The Emperor of the East Sea! He is gradually launching an attack forward..."

The moment she turned into the final bend, Wen Jing took a deep breath and her running posture changed rapidly.

The scarlet eyes flashed red, and accompanied by the sharp sound of VTEC intervention, the queen who reigned over the world descended on the track again!

The suffocating and oppressive feeling quickly rushed towards the Red Team. Dr. Fraud's pupils shrank sharply, and his trembling muscles were no longer able to accelerate!

The easy-to-use software paused for a moment, but did not stop its acceleration at all. It immediately began to approach Wen Jing and the old world which started accelerating almost at the same time.

"A purple shooting star, a phantom symbolizing home, you are indeed the world's strongest horse girl!"

Easy-to-use software grits its teeth and stares closely at the supercar accelerating in front of it!

"Turn into the fourth bend!"

"Each of the horse girls has changed their pace!"

"The horse girl behind rushed up in one breath!"

“Everyone rushed to the central group!”

"The symbol of gentleness is two body lengths ahead!"

“Be the first to cross the 600-meter mark!”

Wen Jing licked her dry lips, feeling very well, and said, "Let's go!"

“Turn into the final straight!”

"All the horse girls have lined up!"

"Dr. Fraud..."

"Four hundred meters to go! Wen Jing is leading by one length!"

“It’s become a big free-for-all for second place!!!”

The Emperor of the East Sea stared at the horse girl in front of him. The road ahead became clearer and clearer. "Emperor of the East Sea—attack!!!"

The hot heart burns again, and the temperature of the flame spreads around with confidence and pride!

"The Emperor of the East Sea! The Emperor of the East Sea has pulled out his head!!!"

"The inside is natural!"

"The one rushing up from behind is Dr. Respected!"

"But, but quietness symbolizes the first!"

“The last two hundred meters!!!”

The blazing flames made Wen Jing a little anxious, and the hot wind seemed to make her feel uncomfortable, and the heaviness in her legs became more and more intense.

The final uphill climb made Wen Jing's breathing increasingly difficult. The tinnitus had somehow taken over as the main melody in her ears, and the roar of the engine also became a little strange.

The feeling of oppression from behind became stronger and stronger, and the footsteps of the Emperor of the East China Sea became clearer and clearer, equally weak but still powerful.

The world in front of me began to be gradually replaced by black blocks, and my throat was inexplicably filled with a fishy smell. My hot body suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The weakness in my legs gradually became stronger, and my chest seemed to be pressed by a stone...

"How could I fall down in a place like this? Let me finish these last few steps!"

Wen Jing bit her lips hard, and her dazed eyes focused on the finish line again!

The severe pain made Wen Jing's expression so hideous that it couldn't even be described as hideous. Her scarlet eyes became even redder due to the congestion!

"The Emperor of the East Sea is about to line up! Could it be the Emperor of the East Sea?!"

"The symbol of gentleness withstood the impact!!!"

“The gap is gradually opening up!”

"The quiet symbol is the most manic end!!!"

"The symbol of gentleness! Following closely in the footsteps of the symbol of [Emperor] Rudolf!"

"This is the Queen the world deserves!!!"

"One horse body across the finish line!!!"

"The second move of the Emperor of the East Sea, the inner side is the naturalist..."

Wen Jing was filled with pain and dizziness after she started to slow down. She was hanging on the railing, staggering. The fishy smell in her mouth and nose made her feel uncomfortable. The black block in front of her eyes was almost filling her field of vision.

"Congratulations, symbol of tranquility... Are you having a nosebleed!?"

"Dr. Fraud has called the doctor, the Emperor of the East China Sea has gone to look for your team, and there's also No. 2 Ikuno next to me..."

The sound of the easy-to-use software seemed to come from the distant horizon, and everything around it was gradually peeling away.

The weak body finally fell into the arms of the easy-to-use software. The next moment, Wen Jing saw the outline of a horse girl running over from the stands, and her vision was completely black...

"Xiao Hai..."