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Chapter 252

Words:2088Update:22/07/01 08:27:16

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"The race has begun! Ah Yuan didn't disappoint! He pulled the power to the maximum in an instant! He didn't let down his first place ranking! His start was smooth but fast! "

"The McLaren P1 worth tens of millions has maximized the advantage of hybrid power! Using the super strong current to pull the speed to the maximum in an instant! His start is shockingly fast! "

"Today's protagonist, the invincible God of War who always wears a mask, was full of aggression from the start! He gave the BMW M4 in front of him a lot of pressure! This guy seems to have only shown his true form today! "

"He's about to enter the first turn! Everyone pulled inwards one after another, preparing to slow down for the turn. The data analysis results are out! Today, the average speed of the eight cars has surpassed the three cars in front! It's catching up to the speed of the Dark Night Temptress and the Inferno God of War the day before yesterday! "

Mr. X was giving his commentary like a machine gun. The scene was so intense from the start that it was heart-wrenching.

"Sister Lu Fei, is Brother Racing God in a bad mood today?"

Ah Jie suddenly turned his head and asked Lu Fei beside him.

Lu Fei shook her head. "He's not in a bad mood. He just doesn't want to lose. The organizing committee kept putting him last without saying anything. Maybe he's a little unhappy. "

"He won't lose, right? I feel like his opponent is very strong too. "

Ah Jie asked again. His heart wasn't very determined.

Lu Fei shook her head, but her expression was unprecedentedly firm. "He won't lose! When he's serious, he's invincible! The stronger his opponent, the stronger he will be! The him I know has no upper limit! "

At that moment, Mr. X suddenly screamed. Because when he was about to cut into the first turn, Chen Guang, who had been at the back since the start, pulled to the outside line!

"Turning speed of 160!"

"160! What the hell! If I don't crash, I'll eat sh * t live! "Mr. X finally couldn't help but curse.

Then, he was slapped in the face.

The Renault Alpine was overtaken!

There was no way to fight back!

Like a black meteor, Chen Guang chose to overtake on the outside line right from the start of the race under everyone's watchful eyes.

Then, he would continue to overtake other cars along the right side of the sideline. He would exit the corner faster than the others and continue to press forward. He would immediately force the next Corvette C7Z06!

Everyone in the audience hoped for a slow-motion replay because they really could not understand what had just happened. They could not understand how someone could pass through that bend at 160 km/h.

This was completely inconsistent with the common sense of physics in everyone's minds.

"Sister Lufei, I... I don't understand! I personally modified this car piece by piece, so I know better than anyone else how capable it is. But why is it like this? "

Ah Jie looked confused.

Lu Fei also shook his head. He recalled the psychological trauma Chen Guang had given everyone when he first used Wang Qing's GTR to reach 150 on Fengquan Mountain a long time ago.

At that time, everyone felt the same way. They couldn't understand how he did it!

Perhaps, up until now, that guy had never been serious about driving?

It was a pity that Chen Guang's advance was too fast and too fierce. He did not give the data analysis team the slightest time or opportunity to prepare. In the blink of an eye, he was already behind the Corvette, like a ferocious beast that was about to devour someone!

The skills of God were never easily understood by mortals.

Knowing how much trauma his actions would cause to others, Chen Guang only laughed. In fact, he had another skill. In less than five seconds, he sharpened the tip of a pencil into a lifelike rose. That was much more difficult than a 160 km/h turn!

You bunch of ignorant mortals!

If I let you know that I once drove an Alto to 400 km/h on a similar track, would your hearts explode and you die?

Just as Lu Fei had guessed, Chen Guang had never really been serious, even when he was running the Fengquan Mountain track.

Since today was about whether or not he could start the second round of the race, then he would really go crazy for once!

An invisible momentum slowly rose from the madly sprinting matte GTR. Even through the huge screen, everyone seemed to be able to feel his "murderous intent."

Before this, he was a man who was close to God, but today, he was going to become a real God!

There were many people who could drive, but only one in ten thousand could race.

It was not difficult to drive the car steadily and safely along the road to the destination.

But to drive the car to the limit of one's psychology and physiology, to cross the longest route in the shortest time, and to be the first to cross the finish line in the fierce competition, was ten times or even a hundred times more difficult than normal safe driving.

The drivers who could compete with Chen Guang today were already the best of the best. Ordinary people would have to control the car's speed to less than 80 km/h, but they could cross the intense corners at 110 or even 115 km/h.

Among them, the lowest level was still better than Wang Qing from Wujing City.

But the difference between Chen Guang and them was complete!

People of different realms had different limits.

The limit of others was 115 km/h, which was enough to make them feel like their car was on the verge of completely losing control.

But for Chen Guang, from the beginning, his limit was not at this level.

What could limit him was not his personal limit, but the sudden change of the steering wheel with his right hand, as well as the stability of the car itself.

During the high-speed sprint, if someone sat in the passenger seat of Chen Guang, they would find that the movements of his hands and feet were extremely fast.

In less than a second, he would complete at least ten operations: speed up, brake, turn, hand brake, foot brake, speed up again, drift with the accelerator, drift with the handbrake.

Other drivers could occasionally do it once or twice, but absolutely no one could do it like him. During the whole process of the sprint, from beginning to end, he could complete such intense continuous control without any flaws!

Even with the eyes of the top professional drivers, they could only come to this conclusion: This guy is crazy.

Why did Zhong Bai come to such a conclusion when he sat in Chen Guang's car? He didn't understand!

Was it because Zhong Bai was too noob?

Of course not!

It was because Chen Guang's operating frequency was too fast, too violent. Zhong Bai could see it with his naked eyes, but he couldn't see it clearly. He could see it clearly, but he couldn't understand it. His brain couldn't analyze the meaning of Chen Guang's operation.

He knew the principle of drifting, but he couldn't understand Chen Guang's technique at all. Others could only go 110 km/h at most, so how could he go 160 km/h?

When he entered the corner, he was crazily controlling the brake, the accelerator, and the hand brake. His hand was shaking like a Parkinson's disease patient, holding the steering wheel. What was his intention?

This is different from what I learned from the books, or the drifting that I learned on my own!

The same thought appeared in the mind of the driver of the Corvette in front of Chen Guang. To put it simply, it could be summed up in three words: f * cking dog.

When a junior high school student was faced with a math problem given by a university professor, his performance was no better than that of a primary school student. The only difference between him and Zhong Bai was that Zhong Bai was stunned in the front passenger seat of Chen Guang's car, while the driver of the Corvette was stunned in his own car.

Without a trace of defense, he was easily overtaken!

Chen Guang's next target, which could be said to be his same kind, another GTR!

Takahashi Ryoichi knew his nephew's ability very well. He just shook his head helplessly, "Invincible, this person is invincible. Keisuke can't stop him at all! "

Before his voice died away, this GTR, which was also painted with flames because of its worship of Takahashi Ryoichi, became a thing of the past.

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