Upon hearing Anjing Zhen's words, Agnes Tachyon's first reaction was that the man had either gone stupid or gone mad. Otherwise, how could he possibly agree to such a completely impossible and meaningless request?
But the next second, thinking back on everything since they had met, the Trainer beside her did seem to make unexpected moves and decisions quite often. If he really answered Kitasan Black that way, it somehow would not be all that surprising.
Calming down with the flow of things, she thought again of those actions. Calling them unexpected was one thing, but the results... had not really caused any major problems. Agnes Tachyon's curiosity was instantly piqued. "So what's the method? Can you really let Little Kita and T.M. Opera O face off one-on-one in a situation like this?"
"First, let me correct one thing. It's 'one-on-one,' not a conventional duel."
Anjing Zhen gently shook his head and pointed toward the racers on the track. "Because Little Kita's idea... is simply to prove her conviction to her senior."
After thinking at lightning speed, Agnes Tachyon immediately realized Anjing Zhen was referring to the promise between Kitasan Black and T.M. Opera O—or rather, the latter's Declaration of Duel before the race. She could not help nodding, her gaze growing increasingly insistent.
"Second..."
Still watching the pack on the track, Anjing Zhen wore a confident smile. "Give up a forceful lead in the opening phase, give up a long-distance sprint in the middle phase, use the Inner Lane's shorter distance to build up strength, avoid a direct clash with the leading pack, and delay the timing of the sprint. Doctor Sovetsky, there shouldn't be any problem with this approach, right?"
On the track.
The tug-of-war of the middle phase was like a taut string, each Horse Girl's