Thinking Madisyn had no riding skills yet dared to challenge her seemed utterly ridiculous to Teresa.

“The race isn’t finished yet,” Madisyn retorted, glancing at Teresa.

Teresa just scoffed.

Keep dreaming!

The onlookers chuckled at the exchange.

Liza sneered, “Madisyn is really stubborn, isn’t she?”

“Absolutely, she’s bound to lose.

Teresa’s already a lap ahead.

““Madisyn might as well quit now and save us all some time.

Amidst the sneers, Madisyn remained composed.

Teresa picked up speed again.

Then, suddenly, a strong gust of wind swept past her.

Teresa glanced up and caught a glimpse of red darting by, disappearing with the wind.

For a moment, she thought she might be seeing things.

She rubbed her eyes and looked again, but where was Madisyn?

Could that have really been Madisyn who just zoomed past?

Teresa was completely stunned.

How could she be so fast? Teresa wondered.

Teresa quickly whipped her horse to make it go faster.

It wasn’t just Teresa who was shocked.

Everyone else was too.

Just moments before, they had been mocking Madisyn, and suddenly, she had surged ahead, leaving only a streak behind.

“Is this even real?”

“Is Madisyn shooting a movie or something?”

“Wow, how did she pull that off? Was she just pretending to struggle earlier?”

“But Teresa already completed a lap.

Even with that speed, Madisyn might not win!”

The spectators were on edge, eager to see who would win-Teresa or Madisyn?

As they speculated, Madisyn appeared again, racing by like a flash and disappearing just as quickly.

Their mouths hung open in astonishment.

This speed… It was terrifying!

Madisyn was like a whirlwind!

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