Su Yan gripped the reins tightly, her entire body on high alert, a state she hadn't experienced for many years.
It was only during her past participation in various martial arts competitions that she felt this way.
After many years, she has found that feeling of competition again.
Her master once told her that in competition, it's not about winning or losing, but about whether you've given it your all.
As long as you've put in the effort and tried your best, even if you lose, it's something to be happy about.
So, she would give it her all in this competition.
"Bong—" The sound of the gong rang out, and the two horses immediately charged forward.
The enthusiastic cheers of the crowd also erupted.
Their speed was swift, like arrows released from a bow, shooting forward instantly.
The wind howled around her ears, scraping against her face like knives.
Su Yan stared ahead intently, her body slightly hunched in the standard riding posture, focused solely on charging ahead.
