The struggle of the two leading horses.

When it came to the big bend downhill, the pitch-black Honda pushed the tire and tilted the body to take the lead in the inside, and followed by the white-red R6 of the Jiang Xian, the tilt angle of the Jiang Xian was amazing.

And this scene, only two people saw it, one was in front of the white-red R6, riding a rider with a pitch-black Honda, and the other was Chen Xing, who was looking at the white-red R6 taillights not far away.

Under the stunned gaze of the rider in the flip-flop and Chen Xing's already knowing gaze, Jiang Xian's body tilted again and again until her knees touched the ground, rubbing sparks.

The eldest brother in flip-flops admitted that the sparks that came out really lit up his eyes.

Damn! Drag racing still has this kind of light attack?

Is it because I don't come to this kind of drag racing race and don't know the rules? The big brother in flip-flops can only stop staring at the sparks, but continue to maintain his top speed through the corner.

"Hey, is there a spark over there?" Someone saw the sparks speeding by from the surveillance on the big screen, and it was the white-red car shadow speeding by.

The spark made the crowd boil, and soon with the patchwork of multiple surveillances, they also saw the source of the spark.

It was the spark of the female knight, and from the slender figure, it was not difficult to tell whether the owner of this white-red R6 was a man or a woman.

"Look there, there's a spark over there, too!"

There are more than one spark on the screen.

Chen Xing also tilted the black and yellow body to an unbelievable angle, and then continued to dump, allowing his knees to contact the ground, and the motorcycle sent out a spark.

Sparks all the way, and now it's almost lightning!

The reflection on the rearview mirror moved Jiang Xian's gaze from the jet-black Honda to the rearview mirror.

Then she saw the black and yellow shadow of the car not far away from her, and the people in the car rubbed against the ground with knee pads like her, sparks.

Where did this man come from?

Jiang Xian really couldn't understand, how could so many cows, ghosts, snakes and gods come out this time? Jiang Xian's gaze became even colder, and he no longer looked at the car behind him, but cast his eyes on the pitch-black Honda in front of him.

Won the first place.

Jiang Xian only had this thought in his mind, and rushed towards the Honda in front of him.

And the eldest brother in flip-flops blocked the inside of the corner unhurriedly, and his driving method was indeed not as fast as the two cars behind him that had knees to withstand the force.

But you're fast, you're awesome, but I can block the inside, who made me the first.

The flip-flop brother is blocking the inside, you force yourself to drive to the outside to superego.

The accelerator pedal of the three of them is about to be tightened to the extreme, and in this case, it is too easy for the car to lose control when the accelerator is then twisted, you must know that they are still on the downhill road.

The flip-flop brother was leisurely blocking the inside, but found that the white-red R6 behind him didn't seem to see him at all, and rushed over directly.

What's the situation, is he invisible? Impossible?

Then why doesn't she stop!

Jiang Xian, whose eyes were cold, did not stop, and continued to move forward, and then the old brother in flip-flops felt that his rear tire was pushed up, and the body almost lost its stability.

Also with a slight loss of balance in the body, Jiang Xian's knees on the ground sank again, and Jiang Xian's face became even heavier.

Now the flip-flop brother knows that the person behind him will really bump into him.

Don't die in a competition??

As soon as this hit was over, the white-red R6 rushed up again.

It was lucky that I didn't bump into something just now, and if I give it another top, then no one will live!

The flip-flop brother didn't want to die, so he quickly deflected the front of the car and got out of the way, and the white-red R6 drove over the inner curve.

The white-red Yamaha R6 was speeding by, but the flip-flops who forcibly deflected away were not so lucky, and it was not so easy to control the front of the car in such a situation.

The flip-flop brother can only slow down, while relying on his superb driving skills to try to calm down the out-of-control beast under the seat, and there is no time to pursue the white-red R6 again.

Then the black and yellow sailfish flew by with sparks.

Call it a day.

Jiang Xian first.

Chen Xing second.

Both looked at the pitch-black Honda in the rearview mirror, and soon the pitch-black Honda became a small dot, and since then, the pitch-black Honda has missed the championship.

Then the champion will be born between the two.

The white-red R6 and the black-and-yellow modified car.

Two sparks, who can win in the end.

By this time, the picture on the big screen could already be said to have no people behind, and the picture was all focused on the two cars, the final battle for the championship.

The black-and-yellow horizon is still approaching until it is one parking space away from the white-red R6.

Obviously, the speed of the horizon is faster, the details of the drivers are more perfect, and the strength of the drivers on the horizon is stronger than Jiang Xian.

"Chen Xing can really do it. Ah Hui, who was holding a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the screen and was stunned, obviously not long ago, Jiang Xian rode his BMW to defeat Chen Xing.

"Does this brother want to be so ruthless? Isn't he a boxing champion?

This person can't compare to people.

Even Jiang Luo's eyes showed a faint envy.

Chen Xing pulled the car to the outside, he knew that Jiang Xian would never give him the inside, but he didn't pay attention to this.

He never said that he couldn't overtake Jiang Xian on the outside, even if he didn't let go of the inside, he could do it.

More than the river string.

In the next corner, Chen Xing turned up the speed of entering the bend again, keeping pace with Jiang Xian, Chen Xing's face was solemn, it was him, he had to be extremely cautious when entering the bend at this speed, and if he was not careful, something might happen.

You know, this isn't a slip tire drift corner.

Rubbing violently against the ground under his knees, Chen Xing could feel that the car was about to get out of control, and at this time, in addition to believing in himself, what he could do was to believe in his car.

This black and yellow horizon.

It, even among all the cars in this competition, is in the top three in terms of performance, and that's it, because the R6 he modified is also among them.

Jiang Xian could only watch as the sparkling-shaped swordfish-shaped heavy machine passed her.

At this moment, she even had the idea of colliding directly with this person, but fortunately she resisted the thought in the end.

So she watched as the black and yellow car shadow completely overtook her, and the distance between her and her was still widening.

The coldness in Jiang Xian's eyes was quietly falling, replaced by dazedness and dark clouds.

Why did she still lose? Obviously, she had done all the preparation this year, and it was clear that last year's champion Kikaigu had already been pressed to the ground and rubbed by her.

But why can't I win the race, why can't I still become the best driver in these cities?

It's her, isn't it suitable?