A Hard-Fought Victory

"Feet on the Ground is making its move!"

As they reached the fourth turn, Ding Peng crouched low over the saddle, rhythmically urging his mount forward with both hands, gradually closing the distance to Glory of the Victor ahead.

"What a bold decision! Are they going to settle this early?"

The commentator's voice rose as Shan Yao fixed her eyes on Feet on the Ground.

According to the pre-race strategy, if Glory of the Victor made an early break, she was supposed to stay with Glory of the Victor. But now Feet on the Ground was accelerating early. Drunken Flower Shade had been blocked before and was still on the outside. Should she follow the original plan or chase after them?

"Trust your partner!"

Remembering the resolve she had made during the Two-Year-Old Stakes, Shan Yao gritted her teeth, tightened the reins, flicked the whip twice in front of Shadow Hunter's eyes, and began urging him forward with both hands.

Watching Feet on the Ground gradually pull ahead, watching the shadow of the whip before him, feeling the force against his neck, Shadow Hunter knew that he was about to duel with Feet on the Ground again!

At that thought, Shadow Hunter pinned his ears back slightly, fire blazing in his eyes as his stride frequency instantly increased!

"Shadow Hunter is moving too!"

During a pause in the live commentary, the guest commentator exclaimed, "Shadow Hunter has matched Feet on the Ground's pace! The two racehorses that declared war before the race have begun their life-or-death battle from the fourth turn!"

Cheers erupted from the stands, soaring into the sky as fans of Shadow Hunter and Feet on the Ground shouted encouragement for their horses.

Zhang Jun and Liu Jiaming rose to their feet, cold sweat running down their backs