Chapter 369: Death Bombardment
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The next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Liu Xing got up, had breakfast, turned on the computer and began to check the direction of today's wind. In addition to his blind confidence, he is still very attentive to this game.
It took a lot of months to work, spend a lot of money, and come all the way from Huaxia. Finally, at the last step, then you have to do things beautifully, and if you sail in the gutter, it will be funny.
After memorizing all the charts and weather forecasts in his mind, Liu Xing was addicted to smoking, so he changed into his game clothes and walked outside.
Steve was sitting in the rest room, his eyes closed. The race started from the small town of Tayl and arrived in Monaco, 50 kilometers away, and it was physically taxing.
As the time pointed to nine o'clock, two hosts, a man and a woman, walked onto the stage. The audience who rushed to hear the news was suddenly shocked, and the show was about to begin.
The voice of the staff also came from the rest room of the players: "The players I have called the names below, please come to the port with me, thank you for your cooperation." ā
Liu Xing turned his head and glanced at Steven, grinned, and then took the lead. Suddenly, the unhappiness on Steven's face was even worse, and his eyes stared at Liu Xing's back with gloomy eyes, "I'll let you be arrogant for a while." ā
The hostess Marceau picked up the microphone and said in a coquettish voice: "In the second round of the group competition, the five contestants in the first group are Steven from the United Kingdom, Mr. Gareth from Australia, and Mr. Liu Xing from China......"
After a short while, Liu Xing and the other four competitors came to the harbor and began to commission their dhows. Hundreds of sailing enthusiasts stood on the shore and shouted Steven's name in unison, cheering him on.
Except for Liu Xing, the other three contestants were all full of sadness. Although the competition has not started yet, and there is a lot of uncertainty in the project, none of them have much confidence in themselves.
After the host introduced the five contestants and the rules of the competition, the competition entered the final countdown stage. At first, the camera did not focus on Liu Xing, but on Steve, the biggest name among the players.
At this time, the world-famous "torpedo" was closing his eyes and holding the rope tightly with both hands. Those who are familiar with him know that this "torpedo" is going to be serious. Only when he is ready to give it his all will he adjust himself like this.
I've got to win! Leave all of you far behind. Steve kept silently thinking in his heart, and the green tendons on his hands gradually emerged.
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
The voice fell.
Steve snapped his eyes open, and the dhow creaked as it slowly pulled out of the dock. He kept adjusting the rope and sail angle to achieve the maximum relay effect.
"Steve was in great shape today." Sa Beibei said with his eyes glued to the camera screen and a frown.
"But now it's just the start of the race, and he's only half a position ahead of the others." Zhang Sanshi glanced at the other screens, "Liu Xing is also in the state now, and it shouldn't be long before he can surpass Steven." ā
Steven was engrossed in manoeuvring the dhow, and when he was just learning to sail, his instructor told him: "If you do every step to the extreme, victory will be yours." ā
This sentence was taken as a motto by Steven, and he practiced it as well. Every game is in pursuit of the ultimate, and at the beginning he was ridiculed by many people, thinking that it was useless work and a waste of physical strength.
Later, however, he made a name for himself in the world of sailing. Those who once ridiculed and despised him finally shut their mouths and became his loyal fans.
It may seem simple, but the wind on the sea is constantly changing. Downwind, upwind, windward, windward, each wind direction is different, eyesight, reaction speed is indispensable, ordinary people don't have to think about it.
Steven didn't even bother to see how the other contestants were doing, he just knew that he represented the limits of humanity. As long as you continue to play like this, no one will be your opponent.
After changing the direction of the wind for the third time, Steven moved his somewhat sore wrist and thought, "I said before that I didn't need to release the water, but now I must have thrown out a lot of it, and I regret that my intestines are blue." ā
But he didn't know that Liu Xing was only a quarter of a position behind him, and the distance between the two sailboats was constantly decreasing. The moment the wind changed, the two sailboats were side by side.
"From now on, the death bombing officially begins." Liu Xing glanced at Steven, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and muttered to himself. I saw the sailboat rush forward, directly past Steven's half of the body. Next, it's getting faster and faster.
"Hell!"
Steven's hand shook, and the rope almost came out, and the speed of the sailboat immediately slowed down. The other three contestants were also at a loss, and they all used the same sailboat. Is it possible to overtake Steven with the same sailboat?
A few miles away, the audience was in an uproar, and even Phil, a die-hard fan of Liu Xing, didn't react. A fan once counted the number of times Steven operated a sailboat, and he usually more than doubled the number of times he operated the yacht in a race.
Each time the sailboat is maneuvered, it represents a change in the direction of the wind, and Steven constantly adjusts the sailboat to achieve the maximum force range. Liu Xing's dhow was able to take the lead, which means that he has a better grasp of the wind direction than Steven.
Liu Xing operated the sailboat very fast before, but there was no comparison, so the others didn't feel it yet. Now he has surpassed Steven and directly refreshed the micro-manipulation record, and this record is still improving.
Sa Beibei and Zhang Sanshi's hearts finally let go, although they knew that Liu Xing had won, but they didn't expect that less than twenty minutes after the game started, they would be so far ahead of the others.
Thinking that he was playing now, Steven forcibly withdrew his gaze, but his eyes still looked at Liu Xing from time to time. As soon as the race is distracted, there is immediately less operation, which directly causes the speed of the sailboat to slow down.
Damn it! How the hell did he do it! Sweat slid down Steven's forehead.
At this moment, Liu Xing was two positions ahead of the other sailboats.
The two hosts couldn't sit still, and they all checked the video replay just now. The moment the wind direction changed, Liu Xing's hands seemed to turn into afterimages, and he pulled them dozens of times.... (To be continued.) )