Struggling to catch up at the back of the pack, Wang Ziding felt nothing but difficulty.
She had often come to watch Gold Artisan and the others train before. After reaching Full Maturity—especially while preparing for her entrance exams—she had actively joined in on these training sessions herself.
Originally, she had thought she was already quite familiar with the seniors' training pace, and that running alongside them was not all that different from a Simulation Race.
But from the very start of this Simulation Race, she felt the difference.
Gold Artisan, who was normally somewhat cool and aloof, seemed to have had her fighting spirit ignited. A sharp aura radiated from her entire body; every step she took made the ground tremble faintly as she chased Kitasan Black with all her might, carrying the momentum of someone who would not rest until she had achieved her goal.
Nakayama Celebration had also shed her usual lazy demeanor. Her nimble figure became increasingly agile on the track, bursting with explosive power as though she were searching for an opportunity to break through the defense and overtake her opponents.
Even Dream Journey and Stay Gold, who had always been relatively composed during training, had entered a state of intense competitive focus.
They lay in wait in the late-run position, constantly watching the changes ahead. Their presence was like a flame hidden in the darkness—seemingly calm, yet ready to erupt at any moment and deliver a fatal blow to their opponents.
And though Gold Ship had gotten off to a slightly slow start, the restrained momentum she gave off seemed to foretell that she was about to overturn the entire track.
Faced with such unprecedented intensity, Wang Ziding felt as if the air ahead had been torn apart by her seniors, forming a powerful