"Into the final hundred meters, Golden Masterpiece and Gustav are battling for first place!"
"Who will be the ultimate winner of today's Hanshin Daishoten?!"
By then, Golden Masterpiece had pushed his speed to the limit.
Gustav, still slightly ahead, kept fighting, and Yuichi Fukunaga did the same.
He only had to hold on a little longer. Out of the corner of his eye, he could already see that terrifying figure.
Huff-!
Huff-!
Both racehorses were breathing as hard as they possibly could.
The spectators were packed tight right up against the railing below the Viewing Stand.
The clamor filled Koichi's and Yuichi Fukunaga's ears.
Mighty Arm!
Koichi used his final skill without hesitation.
To him, this was undoubtedly the best time to use it.
As Golden Masterpiece ran, he felt a powerful surge of assistance.
I can go even faster!
At the front of the field, the chestnut racehorse's speed grew even more frightening.
A nose margin.
Thirty meters to go!
"He's caught up! He's caught up! After losing speed, Golden Masterpiece has reclaimed first place!!"
Golden Masterpiece had actually made up the gap, and the commentator's voice rang out in utter astonishment.
Golden Masterpiece's ability was truly terrifying.
Beside him, Yuichi Fukunaga could only sigh helplessly as he watched Golden Masterpiece go past.
This really wasn't a gap a jockey could do anything about.
Over the final ten meters, Golden Masterpiece held that lead.
Yuichi Fukunaga felt hopeless, but the jockeys behind the two of them felt even more hopeless.
They had run without a single problem, yet they still couldn't beat Golden Masterpiece, who had suffered a mishap. Worse, he had left them a considerable distance behind.
At least two lengths.
"Golden Masterpiece takes first!!"
"This is the strength of our Horse of the Year! This is our