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Their positions switched, one moving ahead, the other behind.

Amid the disappointed sighs of the local racing fans, Three-Year-Old Youth dropped back behind, avoiding the sprint champion's edge.

Challenging Ka Ying Rising had never been part of the camp's plan from the start.

—Though Baozuo, the one in the leading role, did not seem to realize that.

He showed a slight urge to accelerate, but Mr. Yutaka Take gradually soothed the dark bay with his masterful hands.

He ran lightly, as if humming to himself, following closely behind Ka Ying Rising down the backstretch.

Even at this stage, the reigning sprint king was still no opponent for an ordinary racehorse—

As if they had reached that consensus, the other five runners raced some distance behind the leader, as though they were in an entirely different race.

It was not a tactical escape in terms of running style, but absolute strength that left those behind unable to keep up.

He did not look back, nor did he pay attention to the hoofbeats behind him.

—Until an ominous black figure closed in from his rear flank.

"Alright, they've covered some ground now. Ka Ying Rising is leading out front, Great Successor is holding onto second, Golden Net Full of Grain is in third, and the orange-silked Joy Fills the World is running last."

As the race commentator's voice rang out and she turned her eyes toward the track, her mood finally grew truly tense.

On the live broadcast's giant screen, Baozuo loosened his reins and slightly raised his head, still carrying a trace of childish innocence as he ran.

His early position was much farther forward than expected.

But in a sprint, where the distance itself was so short, there was little room to adjust one's position after the start. In some