"Wonderful, truly wonderful!
"Such powerful, forceful footsteps, like the tolling of bells!
"Such deep, soaring rhythm, like the beat of drums!
"Only such a majestic harmony can match my performance!"
Wanlai Zhengming cried out in her heart:
"As expected, Kitasan Black—you truly are the opponent I chose!
"You truly are just like me, the greatest, the finest Horse Girl!"
On Rifaru's side, what she felt was more of a profound shudder.
That deep tremor spread from the soles of her feet through her entire body, raising goosebumps across every inch of her skin.
Involuntarily, she recalled the scene at the Kikuka Sho.
Kitasan Black's lightning-fast overtake in the early stages had completely overturned Rifaru's perception of her.
She had swiftly passed everyone, leaving them far behind.
Then she had grown even more intense, like a raging tsunami poised to devour every opponent standing in her way.
From that moment onward, Rifaru had gradually realized that compared to visible or tangible things like speed and strength, what made that opponent truly stronger was her indomitable, unstoppable spirit.
To compete alongside such an opponent, she had to summon an aura no less imposing.
The slightest lapse would leave her thrown far behind.
The problem was...
Even knowing that...
This was only the early stage—was she really supposed to start charging now...?
This...
Didn't match her Trainer's instructions...
Staring at the figure ahead, hesitation flickering in her eyes, Rifaru became somewhat at a loss.
A little farther back, Katsuno Stone, who had just passed Clear Sky, was desperately analyzing the situation.
Originally, compared to the opponents ahead, she had been more concerned with Clear Sky, whom she had just overtaken.
In her view, the greatest threat in this race was undoubtedly Gold Ship.
Especially since this opponent had made an unusually smooth start