I'm Ornn, and I'm about to be beaten to my knees by the Man-eating Horse Girl!

Bit it off! Cut it open! Chew it up! Ah!

Like a demon resurrected from the Warring States period, she could sweep away all enemies with just her enormous mouth!

The man on the other side, while not eating as fast as the girl, ate much more steadily.

Like a finely tuned machine, he seemed to have the act of eating ingrained in his body, calmly but relentlessly devouring the food beside him.

The manager never imagined that his self-service stall would be bankrupted by just two people!

But he didn't dare to go up and drive the other person away. After all, firstly, the other person was a guest, and secondly, he didn't have a legitimate reason.

As for the third one...

The manager glanced at the dark iron hammer that Orn inadvertently revealed at his waist, and couldn't help but swallow hard.

He then chose to stand by and watch, since it wasn't him who was losing money, and the boss's money wasn't his. He might as well relax and enjoy the wondrous creature that was comparable to the legendary Chinese beast, Taotie!

Horse Girl...she's really powerful!

Ornn ultimately held back, not going too far, since Little Chestnut had already eaten enough today, and if he didn't adjust properly, it might affect his performance in the match the day after tomorrow.

Furthermore, they need to get up early tomorrow to cheer for the Fujimasa March.

Amid cheers from the restaurant's patrons, the two left the restaurant.

The Zhongjing Cup officially starts tomorrow!

The next day, outside the Zhongjing Racecourse, two hours before the start of the race,

A bus slowly pulled up outside the racetrack, and a group of people got off.

"Ouch! Brand new Glamour! You stepped on my shoes! I bought these with all my savings!"

"So what if I stepped on it? Kitahara, why are you being so petty!"

The newly radiant light made a face, then skipped and hopped ahead.

Kitahara dusted off his brand-new Chelsea jersey and complained, "Honestly! How come it's still so rough? It's supposed to be a jersey that went to Kyoto to compete. Didn't that kid Ornn teach her manners?"

Shibasaki and Norren Ace also got off the bus. He took out a small top hat from his pocket, put it on Kitahara's head, and said, "Here, the top hat you wanted."

"Wait until you put on your top hat before you start being polite to the new brilliance!"

"Damn it! Shibasaki, when did you accumulate such lame jokes! They're making me shiver even though it's almost summer!"

Kitahara pulled his hat off his head, then counted the number of people getting off the bus and said, "I never expected that kid Orn to be so rich. He actually invited Teng Zheng's entire class to watch the game. That's outrageous."

"This kid... could he really be sent down from some super powerful family for training? That's impossible, isn't it?"

Shibasaki said with a smile, "Isn't this great? It's been a long time since everyone in Kasamatsu Tressen has gotten along so harmoniously."

“In the past, even if we didn’t say it outright, we were all secretly vying for power. Now, everyone’s become more harmonious.”

As he spoke, he nudged Noren, the ace next to him, with his elbow and chuckled, "What do you think, our hot girl leader Kasamatsu?"

Ouch! That hurts!

Noren glared at him, then stomped hard on his right foot.

"Stop being so cheeky. Where's our main character? Even though it's still early, shouldn't she make an appearance?"

Kitahara narrowed his eyes, glanced at the blue and white figure still sitting on the bus, and chuckled, "It seems our protagonist is still undergoing the sacred connection ceremony."

"That Orn kid is really something, he can't even arrange the schedule properly, and he expects us to be his babysitters..."

"But considering he got to come out and have some fun for free, I'll forgive him! Hahaha!"

On the bus, Teng Zheng listened to the familiar nagging voice coming from his phone, along with Little Chestnut's encouraging words, and smiled slightly.

"Okay, Orn, I understand."

"While ensuring your own physical safety, try to get ahead of others as much as possible, right?"

On the other end of the phone, Orn said helplessly, "I was going to tell you this, but I doubt you'd follow it."

Teng Zheng remained silent, but her silence spoke volumes.

"In that case, March, unleash your full power and crush the opponent!"

"I allow you to use [running shoes], and [technology]."

"But... I don't want you to underestimate your own body. During this trip to Kyoto with Oguri, I've also come to understand some things,"

Orn solemnly advised, "The march of progress is like a melody; too strong and it's easily broken. Never be reckless on the field, absolutely not."

"Given that, as [Blue Flash], let's seize victory!"

A smile crept onto Teng Zheng's lips as she replied in her usual cold and arrogant tone, "Of course, I will seize victory in my own style."

"Because we are Kasamatsu's Doran Squad, aren't we?"

"...Yes, that's right."

There was no need to say anything more; Orn and Teng Zheng simultaneously hung up the phone.

Two hours, forty-three minutes, and fifty-two seconds later, the Zhongjing Cup will officially begin.

Chapter 69 Poaching

"Is she Fujimasa March..."

Up in the stands, Rudolf symbolically put down his binoculars.

"She was able to lead the race by 4.5 horse lengths in the previous competition, and even judging from the photos of her final sprint, she still seemed to be in complete control,"

"If there's anyone at the Zhongjing Racecourse who has strength approaching that of the central government, it's probably her, isn't it?"

Qi Kuo narrowed her eyes slightly, checked the list of participants again, and asked in confusion, "Strange, where is that [Monster] who debuted at the same time as Fujisaka March? She should be participating in a competition of this level, right?"

"But why now..."

Rudolph gestured as he watched the players enter the arena, and the audience in the stands began to cheer.

Fujimasa, who was on the field, naturally saw Kasamatsu and the others cheering for her. She waved back cheerfully, then walked to the gate.

"Was her trainer among that group of people?"

Rudolf followed Fujimasa's gaze and quickly located Shibasaki, Kitahara, and the others.

There was nothing that could be done about it. Besides Kitahara's strange top hat, Kasamatsu Tressen's students were also holding up homemade banners and cheering for the Fujimasa March.

Qi Kao naturally noticed the small group as well, and couldn't help but shake her head and laugh, "The whole class came to cheer for her? It seems this [Blue Flash] has quite a bit of influence in the class! Is one of those two trainers her trainer?"

Rudolf nodded and said, "Yes, that seems to be the case."

"And the air gauge, didn't you just ask why Oguri Hattori didn't come to the Chukyo Cup? I think... I might have guessed why."

"To maintain fairness in the competition, aside from injuries and other unforeseen events, there is only one reason why female horses cannot compete on the same track,"

"Horse girls belonging to the same squad cannot participate in the same competition."

Qi Cao was taken aback by this, and she quickly asked, "President, do you mean... their trainer is the same person? You want to transfer them all to the central government together?"

"Yes, I do have this plan."

Rudolf glanced at Kitahara, who was waving a flag while wearing a top hat, and said, "If their trainers have Central Trainer Qualification Certificates, then naturally they don't need to be forced to transfer."

"But if not..."

Kitahara, who was refueling not far away, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. A terrifying feeling, as if he were being watched by some kind of ferocious beast, suddenly appeared in his heart.

Shibasaki, standing to the side, looked at Kitahara, who had suddenly frozen in place, with a puzzled expression, and asked, "What's wrong? Did your hand cramp?"

"No...nothing!"

Kitahara adjusted his top hat, watching the horse girl already entering the gate, and whispered, "I wonder... how much of her strength will March be able to unleash in this race?"

"That kid Ornn... he's probably watching the TV broadcast right now, isn't he?"

Just as Kitahara had guessed, after completing his daily basic training to maintain Oguri's condition, Orn was now watching the television broadcast in the hotel.

Although the television cameras were positioned high and moved quickly, Orn still caught a brief glimpse of two familiar figures in the video.

After all, not only was the location of the Kasamatsu support group very obvious, but the private room where these two Uma Musume were located was also very conspicuous!

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"Isn't that the horse girl I met at the hot spring who wanted to pull me to the center? What are they doing here watching the race?"

"And they were even sitting in a private room, a room that I couldn't even get into with my adult cards. How did they manage to get in? Are these two people really that powerful?"

Although Orn didn't recognize Rudolf's symbol, it was extremely strange that a Central Horsewoman with such excellent training skills would appear in the countryside.

Add to that the other party's strange behavior, and the so-called phone number he left behind…

After a brief hesitation, Orn took out his phone and put it on silent.

Then he thought for a moment, reached out and pressed and held the power button on his phone. After confirming that it was completely off, he casually tossed the phone onto his bed.

"Oguri, let's go outside and train a bit more!"

Little Chestnut Hat was about to sneak a snack when Orn suddenly called out to her. Instead of being nervous about being caught, she calmly asked, "So, we don't have to watch the game anymore?"

Orn smiled and pointed to the phone next to Oguri Hat, saying, "It's okay, we can watch it outside too."

"Go change your clothes quickly, and then we'll go out for a little training session. Tomorrow is your match!"

"Okay! I'll go back to my room and change right away!"

At the Chukyo Racecourse, Fujimasa stood in the gate.

Although it was she who suggested that Orn drink Oguri Hat and go to Kyoto, but...

Looking at the cheering crowd in the stands, Fujimasa Sangyo sighed softly.

"I'm still really annoyed..."

Her whispers were naturally heard by the horse girls on either side, and these ambiguous and controversial words naturally aroused their dissatisfaction.

"【Blue Flash】, huh? Although you achieved an overwhelming victory in the previous matches, it's impossible for you to win so easily in this Zhongjing Cup!"

"Don't be so arrogant! This competition isn't a battle between people from some remote area!!"

Hearing the provocation from the gate beside him, Teng Zheng's smile grew even more unrestrained.

She murmured, "It doesn't feel as good as... Ornn's usual annoying self."

The commentator gripped the microphone tightly and announced loudly, "The match is about to begin!"

“3! 2! 1!!!”

"哐——!!!"

The gate opened, and dozens of female horses dashed out instantly!

The horses on both sides of the Tengzheng March sprinted forward at a speed they had never used before. Their purpose was simple: to use their acceleration to suppress the Tengzheng March's sprint!

If we can suppress her in the middle of the line at the start, forcing her to run alongside the horse that adopts the middle running style, we can disrupt the front-line tactics that Tengzheng March consistently uses!

Tengzheng March was incredibly dominant among the competitors in this Zhongjing Cup, which led to other female horse trainers studying and analyzing her running style.

In the few matches that [Blue Flash] has played, she has only used one running style: the first-mover running style!

Although this guess is somewhat arbitrary, the trainers of the other athletes couldn't help but come to the same conclusion: Tengzheng March is only good at front-row running!

The two horses on either side accelerated simultaneously at the start, which not only reduced the acceleration space of the Tengzheng March but also reduced her body position!

The horse woman smiled smugly, turned her head and laughed, "It's a success!! Now! How do you feel...?"

"sand--!!"

A gust of wind blew past, and the rest of her words were swallowed back down her throat. Teng Zheng's figure had already disappeared from her sight!

She accelerated?! She actually started with a speed close to that of a final sprint?!

"What?!!"

The horse turned around, but her pale blue figure showed no sign of slowing down; on the contrary, she continued to accelerate until she reached the very front of the line!

The entire process, from the moment the gate opened to the moment Tengzheng March overtook and took the lead, took no more than 5 seconds!

The commentator for the Zhongjing Cup straightened her crooked glasses and couldn't help but stand up, exclaiming, "My God!! Teng Zheng March didn't use her usual leading-line running style!! Instead, she's running away!! She's using a runaway style!!!"

"What terrifying explosive power!! Is this the strength of the most popular contestant?!"

Above the VIP box, the air tank suddenly stood up, but her reason for doing so was completely different from what the commentator had given.

She turned around, her voice trembling with panic and surprise, and asked, "President!! Did you see that?! Did you see what she just did?!"