Horse Racing Girl: Please call me sir

Chapter 238 Proof of Body Distance

"The most popular one is No. 4! Northern behavior!"

"Looks very high-spirited!"

"Yes, after all, she just won the 2000-meter grand prize championship not long ago. This spring, she came with the mentality that she was bound to win!"

“The second most popular is Miura Bourbon No. 7!”

"Is this the first time Miura Bourbon has challenged the competition above 1600? Is it the rumor that he wants to break the 1600 limit?"

"Whether it can be broken depends on the performance in the game, so let's stay tuned! Next is the third most popular one..."

“The seventh most popular No. 2 rice bath…”

"The eighth most popular No. 12 waiter and poetry drama."

Daikan Shiju waved his hand towards the audience in a naive manner, while Miyu adjusted his breathing while his eyes drifted in the direction of Miura Bourbon.

After the introduction of all the racing girls, the platform where the starter is located slowly rises. As the starter raises the signal gun, the racing girls are also ready to leave the gate.

"... "

The air was very quiet and even the auditorium became much quieter.

"boom!"

The sound of gunfire burst out instantly like a ray of dawn piercing the night sky, and the gate blocking the horse racing girl opened instantly.

At this moment, the figure inside the gate also escaped instantly.

With his forefoot stepping on the grass and his hands helping to break through the air, Northern Behavior suddenly locked the position he wanted to maintain and began to adjust.

A small acceleration also made people understand her target - the leading position.

As for why we chose this location, firstly, Northern Action has a certain degree of familiarity with the horse-running method, and secondly, because Miura Bourbon is a typical horse-running method.

Just when Beifang Xing was about to catch up, a brown horse broke away from the surrounding horse racing girls and came to the front of the herd.

Miura Bourbon…

Northern Behavior narrowed his eyes and did not irrationally choose to waste his energy to surpass Miura Bourbon.

Anyway, after 1600 meters, the leading position will no longer belong to Miura Bourbon.

"Miura Bourbon is out in the lead! Followed by No. 4 Northern Act!"

"Mimi! Come on!"

Liu Sir, one man and three horses, were lying on the side of the spectator fence to cheer Mi Yu. Liu Sir looked at Mi Yu, who was in the fifth position, and then at Miyano Ryoshi next to him.

I saw a smile on Miyano Ryoshi's lips.

Won.

first corner

Mi Yu ran in the 6th position. Her position was very awkward and she was surrounded by racing girls, making it difficult to break out.

"Damn it! Mimi is trapped!"

Ulala squeezed the cheer ball in her hand and felt a little nervous.

The desert hero also looked worriedly at Mi Yu running on the field.

Excellent qualities looked at this scene and thought in my mind.

Mi Yu doesn't need to rush to break through now. What's more important is to adjust his position and find a position where he can have more chances to break through.

Mi Yu, who was in the middle of the field, didn't think too much. She kept looking at the figure at the front of the team.

Is Bourbon still in the lead? Very good…

"Alas... I didn't go to Miyu for such a good opportunity..."

With excellent qualities, Mi Yu bit his finger when he missed an opportunity to get a better position.

Liu Sir listened to the words of excellent quality and looked at Mi Yu in the field. He knew that Mi Yu was thinking more about Miura Bourbon than his own situation.

In the past, Miyu would watch every match played by Miura Bourbon, including the debut match, the new horse match, and the Asahi S.

Miyu is absent from every competition of Miura Bourbon. Compared with her classmates, she is more like a little fan girl who admires Miura Bourbon.

Although he knew that Mi Yu's current thoughts were on Miura Bourbon, Liu Sir was not too worried because he knew that Mi Yu would soon adjust to the fact that he was Miura Bourbon's opponent.

Miura Bourbon swung his arms and stared at the empty front, his light blue eyes expressing determination.

Northern Behavior followed closely behind Miura Bourbon, and she kept thinking about how long Miura Bourbon's physical strength could last.

"Hmm... Miura Bourbon may be in the lead right now, but it won't be long before she runs out of energy and gives up her first position."

Kawashima Midori pushed up the glasses on the bridge of her nose and said.

Yoshida Kawahide smiled and sipped tea.

It doesn't matter to him whether he wins or loses in this bet. His skill was originally given to Xiao Lu. If he loses, he won't lose, and if he wins, he can still get the best tea.

He had been thinking about the old guy's tea from Kawashima for a long time.

second corner

third corner

As the distance to the finish line got closer, the originally calm Beifang gradually became panicked.

Why...why doesn't the speed of the guy in front of me slow down at all? ?

Isn’t she a sprint horsewoman whose limit is 1600?

Now the distance of 1600 meters is not far away. To the surprise of everyone in the audience, Miura Bourbon, who is in the leading position, shows no sign of giving up the leading position!

Impossible...it's impossible!

Beifang Xingxing took steps, and she had a hunch that if she didn't speed up and pass the steady-breathing horse racing girl in front of her, she would only be able to look at his shadow in the distance during the final sprint.

It's okay...I'm from the north! Maybe the other person is just tired and can't hold on anymore...

Northern Behavior comforted himself in his heart, looked up with determination again, his feet began to speed up, and the soil on the lawn began to fly.

"The behavior of the North has accelerated! Is it going to surpass Miura Bourbon and take the first place?"

Midori Kawashima was a little confused. She didn't understand why Northern Action, which had always been in second place, had to overtake Miura Bourbon before the fourth corner.

Is it to get a better position?

There are more or less doubts like this off the field, and many people think that the acceleration of the Northern Team at this time is a waste of energy.

But the expression on Beifang's behavior in the field was gradually becoming frightened.

Can't catch up! I can't catch up at all!

Every time she accelerated and thought she could overtake Miura Bourbon, she always found that Miura Bourbon was still standing in front of her, and the distance between the two horses seemed to have never changed.

Turn 4

The last corner is also the best place for the racing girls in the middle and front to break through.

Miyu, who was sandwiched in seventh place, had long since withdrawn his eyes from Miura Bourbon. He should not focus entirely on Bourbon-san.

Because I am no longer an audience member in the auditorium watching Bourbon classmates run to their heart's content.

He is a competitor on the same stage as Miura Bourbon.

Mi Yu looked at the surrounding environment. Every racing girl was looking for an opportunity to break out.

Gap…gap…

"Entering the fourth turn!"

As the commentator's voice sounded, Mi Yu, who entered the corner, also found the best breakout point when a racing girl who was preparing to break out moved out of position.

The black figure accelerated, the soles of the shoes made close contact with the ground and then were pushed away instantly as if they were being repulsed.

Mi Yu passed through two racing girls and came to the fifth position!

"The final sprint! The leader...the leader is Miura Bourbon!!!"

Kawashima's eyes widened in surprise, while Yoshida Kawahide looked slightly different and happily took a sip of tea.

"Miura Bourbon leads by 1 length...! Miura Bourbon leads by 2 lengths...!"

The commentator's voice was trembling, and the audience who were talking about the 1600 limit also stood up in unison.

Beifang Xing looked desperately at the figure getting further and further away from him, and something called self-esteem was instantly shattered.

Impossible...to catch up...

"Miura Bourbon leads by 2.5 lengths...Miura Bourbon leads by 3 lengths!"

Miura Bourbon's feet stepped on the soil, and every step was so powerful and so loud.

"Miura Bourbon... leads by 5 lengths!"

"The last 50 meters!"

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"Miura Bourbon!!! The champion is Miura Bourbon!!! 6 lengths!!! Miura Bourbon leads the second place by 6 lengths!!!"

The commentator's voice was like a thunder that exploded in the hearts of every audience. The shame of 1600 disappeared, telling everyone that an era of Miura Bourbon was coming!

Miura Bourbon slowly slowed down and stood in the center of the arena, enjoying the thunderous cheers in the arena.

"Miura Bourbon! Miura Bourbon! Miura Bourbon!"

At this moment, her reflection in the sunshine is in the eyes of Mi Yu, who has just crossed the finish line. Her figure seems to be a hero in a fairy tale...