Eight Min Dirt Championship Cup, Part 2

[I originally said it would end in the last chapter, but I got carried away and turned it into three chapters. Well, whatever. This chapter was scheduled to go out, and I can post one less chapter the next day to save up some drafts and release an extra chapter when it goes premium. o(￣︶￣)o]

As they entered the straight, Shan Yao pressed herself low over the horse's body. A faint pain occasionally flared across her tongue, while the taste and scent of rust filled her mouth and nostrils.

Shadow Hunter's strides gradually became somewhat disordered as he panted heavily.

This colt's distance limit had originally only been 1,800 meters. Though he had made a slight breakthrough in his previous race against Feet on the Ground and improved somewhat, after fleeing continuously for 1,200 meters without resting, his stamina had now been exhausted.

Spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva, Shan Yao brought her whip down on Shadow Hunter's rump. "Shadow Hunter! Show your will again! Hold on!"

Pain flashed through Shadow Hunter. His eyes widened until they seemed ready to split, and he maintained his speed.

Behind them, Feet on the Ground also entered the final straight. With his superior stamina, his steps remained relatively steady, though he too was panting heavily.

Though Undefeated Myth was also gasping for breath, he was two years older after all, and his endurance was even more outstanding. He was in somewhat better condition.

"Shadow Hunter leads! Two and a half lengths behind is Feet on the Ground, while Undefeated Myth closes in from the outside! Reminiscing Jiangnan is one length behind! Shadow Hunter seems to be losing speed! Jockey Shan Yao has used the whip! Shadow Hunter has steadied himself!"

In the stands, the cheers that had continued for over a minute