Just as Lei Shijian's Porsche began to drift, Xiao Luo's Chuanqi directly rushed up from its left side. It was not drifting, but directly overtaking it along the left lane. Seizing the moment when his drifting speed slowed down, it neatly overtook him.
"Oh my God, what did I just see? The Chuanqi overtook Wolf King. It directly overtook Wolf King from the left side, but it has missed the best time to drift at the corner. Will it be too late to start drifting again? Will its rear end hit the outside guardrail? "
The tall and thin young man's voice suddenly rose, and his face showed a horrified expression.
Everyone watching the race also broke out in a cold sweat for the Chuanqi. Wolf King's choice of location for the corner drift was undoubtedly excellent. It ensured that the car would not lose control when drifting around the corner. If it drifted too early or too late, it could cause the car to lose control and lead to the tragedy of the car crash. This Chuanqi pushed back the location of the corner drift, and if it was not handled properly when drifting around the corner, there would be major problems.
"This time it won't roll over, I will follow his surname!"
Shen Qingyan was shocked, and then she was indescribably angry, because Xiao Luo's move challenged her understanding of racing. Just now at the Devil's Corner, it was fine, but now he did such a thing. Did he think that the centrifugal force was just a facade?
But as soon as her voice fell, the Chuanqi began to drift, and its speed did not decrease. It was like a soul dancer on the ice, moving towards the corner. Because of the centrifugal force, the car slid out, and the distance between the rear of the car and the guardrail was getting closer and closer.
Meters …
"20 centimeters … 15 centimeters … 10 centimeters … 5 centimeters …"
The tall and thin young man held a microphone and stared at the huge screen. He was also anxiously reporting the distance between the rear of the Chuanqi and the guardrail. If it hit the guardrail, the consequences would be unimaginable at such a speed. The Chuanqi would probably collapse into parts all over the ground in an instant.
No one dared to blink, afraid that they would miss this thrilling scene. Whether it was at the foot of the Wild Wolf Mountain or on the forum, there was a suffocating atmosphere.
While Lei Shijian was controlling his Porsche to drift, he didn't forget to use the corner of his eyes to glance at the Chuanqi drifting into the corner in front of him. As a racer, he was very clear about the situation of the Chuanqi at this time. It was a matter of life and death.
"Oh my god, this young master will never race again!!!"
In the Chuanqi, Su Canye closed his eyes and howled without caring about his image. Other people's racing was thrilling and exciting, but his brother-in-law, Xiao Luo, was simply deadly. He had personally experienced the previous drifting. Every time he felt like the car was going to overturn, but every time he was just a little bit away. Every time it challenged his psychological endurance. He felt that if he stayed any longer, he would definitely be scared into a psychopath.
Xiao Luo's eyes were focused on the front, and his hands and feet coordinated to operate the Chuanqi.
"It hit, the rear of the Chuanqi hit the guardrail!!!"
The voice of the tall and thin young man sounded loudly, and everyone's heart thumped. Some people even closed their eyes and didn't dare to look at the huge screen. The image of the Chuanqi being destroyed and people dying appeared in their minds.
But in fact, there was no car accident. The Chuanqi drew a beautiful arc at the corner and steadily finished drifting out of the corner. It was in first place!
"It didn't hit. Oh my god, it's unbelievable. The Chuanqi didn't hit the guardrail. It just passed the corner with a few centimeters of distance. Is this' God 'driving the Chuanqi?" The tall and thin young man shouted excitedly.
At the foot of the Wild Wolf Mountain and on the forum, there were enthusiastic shouts and cheers. Everyone seemed to have been injected with stimulants, and their minds were in an indescribable excitement.
On the huge screen, the black Chuanqi was like a ghost in the night, drifting with its tail, sliding sideways, and out of the corner … It was as fast as moving clouds and flowing water, without any hesitation. It entered the corner like a tiger, and exited the corner like a dragon. There was no swaying or cushioning movement after drifting. It quickly pulled away from the Porsche and Maserati at the corners.
At this moment, everyone suddenly realized that the Chuanqi relied on the continuous curves of the Wild Wolf Mountain to catch up. Every time it passed a corner, it would catch up a little. When it reached the Devil's Corner, it would catch up, and the Chuanqi would continue to expand its advantage.
"The God of Racing, that guy is the God of Racing!"
"Sure enough, you can't judge a book by its cover. Who would have thought that the person would be such a powerful character? Driving the Chuanqi, he can catch up with Wolf King and Queen. This kind of driving skill is amazing!"
"Who can tell me the name of that person? I want to learn from him."
The beautiful tracks left by the Chuanqi on the continuous curves were deeply imprinted in everyone's minds. Everyone had a strong interest and curiosity about Xiao Luo, and some people even wanted to pay a lot of money to learn from him.
Lei Shijian and Shen Qingyan were completely shocked. Their supercar was so small and insignificant in front of the Chuanqi.
"It's over, we have to pay five million yuan!"
The man sitting in the co-pilot seat of the Porsche lost his voice and said, "That kid pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger. Driving a Chuanqi, he can run ahead of us. This time, we are going to lose."
"What do you know? The roads of the Wild Wolf Mountain are not all curves. There are two kilometers of straight roads. Those two kilometers are enough for me to overtake him."
Lei Shijian roared. In fact, there was a lingering fear in his heart. Xiao Luo's driving skills were obviously better than his and Shen Qingyan's. This was an indisputable fact. If Xiao Luo was also driving a supercar, he would definitely lose this game. But Xiao Luo was driving a Chuanqi, so it was not certain who would win this game.
He looked at the Chuanqi's taillights that were almost out of sight in front of him and cursed, "Damn, who is that kid? It's too strange! "
Shen Qingyan also cursed, regardless of her image, "Damn, I have to have the same surname as him."
Su Li sat quietly in her seat. Her face was cold, but her eyes were shining. She was obviously in shock. Her contract husband's achievements in racing were so high. This was unbelievable. Wasn't he a worker in Jiangcheng before? Many questions emerged in her mind!
"Forget it, I don't care about that bastard. No matter what, I can't lose to Lei Shijian!"
Shen Qingyan withdrew her thoughts from Xiao Luo and looked serious. She must find an opportunity to surpass Lei Shijian.
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"Wow, the performance of the Chuanqi on the curve is really amazing. It opened up the distance with the Wolf King at a miraculous speed. But the rules of the game are two laps. Can it maintain its advantage? The next two kilometers of straight road is a stretch of two kilometers. Can it withstand the pressure brought by the supercar with its lagging engine? " The tall and thin young man's mood stabilized slightly. He looked at the huge screen and gave a high-quality commentary.
Car God! Car God! Car God!
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