Of course, Koichi, who was out on the track, understood the situation better than anyone.
Eishin Osman had suddenly accelerated, trying to overtake Golden Masterpiece.
Golden Masterpiece's temper had flared at once, and he had lunged straight toward the other horse.
Fortunately, Koichi had quickly pulled the reins tight.
Although the Racehorse hadn't collided with anything, Golden Masterpiece's speed had dropped sharply.
From third or fourth place, they had fallen straight back into the middle of the pack.
Calming!
Koichi immediately pushed his skill to its maximum strength.
Having already lost their advantage, they couldn't afford another mistake.
In that brief span, a huge gap had opened between them and the leader.
This race wasn't over yet!
Naturally, seeing the other horse overtake him made Golden Masterpiece even angrier.
But that brief tug-of-war with Koichi had cost him his speed.
Once this race was over, he was definitely going to teach Koichi a lesson!
Snort-!
Snort-!
Koichi didn't rush to use his whip. Instead, he began pushing his hands forward.
Accelerating into a sprint now would still be very difficult, but fortunately, their position was still fairly good.
During the final sprint, Racehorses generally wouldn't fight for this position. After all, the farther outside they ran, the more stamina and time they used.
Back near the rear of the pack, Ryuji Wada sighed.
He and his partner had little hope left.
But Golden Masterpiece's sudden slowdown had certainly surprised him.
He had to admit that he could see his former self in Koichi Sasaki.
He just didn't know whether Golden Masterpiece had T.M. Opera O's ability.
Six hundred meters.
Five hundred meters.
The hearts of everyone watching Koichi and Golden Masterpiece began to race.
Would another miracle happen?
That unstoppable, devastating Final Kick!
Smack!
After spending more than ten seconds