Chapter 1625: with translation of chapter title

NO. 239: Damn it, the race should be like this.

"Overtook! Cold Sale Silver Light surpasses Miura Wave! Closely following is Expulsion from Paradise, then is inexplicable! The horse girls who were stacked together indistinguishable front/mid/rear lines finally began to open a clear gap! In a continuously accelerating manner! But… is this the kind of scene that should appear at this stage?"

Suzi

It was merely after passing the last corner of the opening phase, entering the opening stage of the middle section, one, two, three—the three athletes who had been entangled with Miura Wave from the very start continuously accelerated and overtook the original first place, which had been slowed down by the stacked Six Dao Red skills.

And more horse girls, meanwhile, surrounded Ailisuzhi, Mancheng Chazuo, Aimu Zhiji, beginning their surpassing, with identical arcs on their faces, simply because their hearts shouted the same cry.

Gaoyue Prize

Shen yuan

From the very start, they single-mindedly locked onto those four horse girls; from that wholehearted devotion burst forth the moment nearly perfect ten steps after the gate opening, and they would feel satisfied with themselves at that moment, satisfied with the vivid sensation of throwing their whole selves into a goal.

Jidong

Senlinbaoxue

Although professional runners in ordinary people's eyes ought to have lives far more fulfilling than ordinary people's, in reality their lives consist mostly of tedious training and strict control over entertainment and diet, followed by heart-pounding anxiety; and all this effort, all this endurance, having finally reached the moment to test their results, were easily shattered by a group of people.

Cold Sell Silver Light

Beside the Beautiful Shore Wave

Expulsion from Paradise

Undoubtedly, the cruelest fact in this world is never failure, but being inferior in skill.

The Famous General's Electric Shock

Such as poor condition, physical discomfort, insufficient preparation, injuries and illnesses acting up, as well as the opponent's schemes and tricks……

Central High School

Only when one truly realizes the moment of being inferior in skill does it become the most cruel despair, an indisputable humiliation!

Xiqí Feng

Even if the time until the next race is this short—so short that it's nearly impossible to make any breakthrough in sheer strength—there's still room for strategies to take effect, right?

Light-Chasers Club

When the horse girls and trainers who do not see scheming as strength feel their hearts stir with restlessness, that is the moment the train to Shen yuan is bound to depart from the gate.

Because this is a territory they have never touched, a realm of the unknown.

That unknown requires exploration, yet they hope to gain everything in the midst of haste.

In terms of flaws, it can truly be said that the door is wide open.

It lets certain people, with just a slight push, lead those so-called professionals who are mostly alike into mistakes that can almost be deemed layman errors.

The fulfillment of revenge, the pleasure of inflicting harm—the process of pursuing revenge against the figure that brought them low—gives the racers a sweetness and satisfaction beyond what the words can express, enticing them to indulge in that momentary gratification, abandoning their former restraint and long-term plans, and stepping into foolish satisfaction for the sake of that instant win or loss.

"You guys, are you really that afraid of us?"

"——!"

As he overtook the racehorse girl whose white robe fluttered, Qi Yuyanmeng—whose ears stayed sharp even when covered by ear protectors—heard those words amid the mingled sounds of wind, the grass beneath his feet giving way, and rain spraying.

A sentence exposing the false pretense of so-called satisfaction fell from his suddenly constricted pupils to the rear, like the stubborn retort of an unwilling loser.

Yeah, she's just being stubborn.

I overtook her, surpassing her even earlier than the Senlinbaoxue that had openly thrown down the gauntlet.

I surpassed that Ailisuzhi who, despite finishing third, was still claimed by legions of netizens to outstrip the classic year's specifications.

I've overtaken her!

Well… I can relax a…

At the moment she tried to relax, the Mingjiang Dianji, who had never participated in the Gaoyue Prize, instantly overtook her, instantly stiffening the smile she had just picked up while emphasizing herself.

Her smile stiffened, but that smile transferred to the face of Mingjiang Dianji, then passed on one after another.

Shouldn't it be said that it's no surprise for the racehorse girl who took the field as the hinted-at one named Yishimali?

In Aomo's investigation of Mingjiang Dianji, she had a distant familial connection with a first-year horse girl from Central High School named Narita Daijin. That in itself isn't rare; local horse girls who have made it to G1 races, and their trainers, are likewise local.

Obviously, it's not something obscure or unheard of.

When rushing into the Jidong Derby's entry list announced a week in advance, no matter what kind of horse girl or trainer, they could not remain calm.

Checking their information only requires surfing the web more; once you master a mature algorithm, the true-or-false ambiguous content can be distinguished through association and filtering with other online content.

Of course, that's what he said, but just as in his conversation with Nishizaki Yutaka, a certain demon is not lacking in the motivation for on-site investigation.

He didn't even rely, as before, merely on observation and indirect inference from visiting unrelated people; instead, he personally visited some of the trainers.

Undeniably, good reputation played a big role; despite his fame, after the Gaoyue Prize he was even more in the limelight, yet the peers he visited showed little rejection or resentment.

One could say that at that time, everyone was still fairly normal.

This itself is also a decent state-measurement node, worth including in the algorithm when screening investigation addresses, so that those carrot heroes can take action and find the monster power that can be locked onto simply by bringing Xiao Qian and Suzi to the scene.

It can only be monster power, right?

You can't expect a bunch who constantly spread rumors online and cause trouble, who even in reality still try to control others, to honestly cultivate and train.

On the other hand, prosthetic modifications and drug-induced bodily enhancements either fail inspection or leave traces that are easier to trace.

That is often a road these ill-behaved folks avoid, yet it remains the top choice for many violent offenders.

However, this sense of contradiction loses all appeal when monster power is available as an option.

Considering the current state of the Chasers of Light Club as understood from Podoruodo's perspective, Aomo has no doubt they rely on monster power in the higher echelons of armament.

But those are matters for later.

Aomo estimates that the results of those colorful little girls will have to wait until after the race, after all a match often takes only a few minutes.

Now he only needs to hold down the Saichang, as usual, but also make up for the lack of attention he once gave to the sidelines of the Saichang.

Attention to the race, attention to the athletes.

When he was stretched thin, he was always busy maintaining and protecting things, leaving no time to truly watch his girls' full run.

Now that he has the conditions, he certainly won't miss it, let alone this match's significance being extraordinary.

Compared to the laurels bestowed by this classic Triple Crown of the East Derby, the waterlogged heavy grass and the torrential rain-soaked chaotic battlefield have become a new synonym for pressure.

But Aomo does not feel this is a frenzy that destroys everything.

Even now, the treatment of the horse girls singled out by several red skills has spread from the chestnut-haired horse girl to the other three Duìyou.

The third bend in the middle stage is the section they are currently passing.

The four horse girls of the Ophiuchus squad have all been overtaken by too many competitors, their rankings near the bottom, which also makes the spectators beside Aomo's main body start to feel uneasy, sensing the situation deteriorating rapidly and becoming hard to continue.

However, their worried words to Aomo merely add a few sentences of regret about not being able to buy last-minute tickets for people like Sirius and Rudolf.

If they were seated closer, I wouldn't have to handle the commentary and reassurance at times like this.

After all, this scene truly exceeds common sense; even those who claim to understand the race exceptionally well and can serve as guest commentators find it hard to muster their initial expectations for those four horse girls.

Moreover, they cast a disappointed, regretful glance at the Senlinbaoxue that ran alongside the four horse girls.

I don't even know what they are disappointed about.

Even Trainer Tokailin isn't the slightest bit anxious.

Seeing this, Aomo, who was gazing at the other's side face with a simulated human image, slightly relaxed, feeling that although at first glance it seemed everyone was caught in chaotic mentality, frenzied upheaval, there was still a group that could be hoped for.

And it happens to be the Forging Stone Group he had already expected.

Really good.

On this overcast, wind-swept, rain-soaked battlefield where demons dance wildly, there remains an outstanding player outside the team to serve as an example that there are always people beyond people and heavens beyond heavens, becoming an opponent able to keep pace with them.

Trainer Aomo Lindun feels this is truly a wonderful thing.