On October 4th, under the scorching midday sun, at the Split Ground Circuit, the humming of an ice-blue racing car resounded, and the sound made the air ripple invisibly.

Mu Xuan and the four of them, after the outing, they returned home, and Mu Feng also said goodbye to Mu Xuan and the three of them, early on the morning of the fourth, Mu Xuan called Mu Feng to ask where he was, and sure enough, as Mu Xuan expected, Mu Feng practiced at the Split Ground Racing Track, after all, he hadn't driven for a few months, and the race with the border flight was approaching, Mu Feng also planned to find the feeling he once had.

"Sword breaking, how long has Mu Feng been practicing?" Mu Xuan stood on the viewing platform, his melancholy eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the fast-speeding ice-blue racing car driven by Mu Feng in the racing track, and asked the sword breaking path beside him.

After Mu Xuan learned that Mu Feng was practicing hard at the Split Ground Circuit in the morning, he also brought his computer to the Split Ground Circuit.

"Brother Xuan, Brother Feng has been practicing non-stop for more than seven hours from six o'clock in the morning to one o'clock now." When Jian Po heard this, he also replied respectfully.

The relationship between Mu Xuan and Mu Feng, Jian Po also knows, and the relationship between the three is also extraordinary, Jian Po is also an orphan, Mu Feng and Jian Po may be because they have the same background, Mu Feng takes care of Jian Po, as for the name Jian Po, it is also his own complete non-arrangement according to his surname, Jian Po himself is an orphan, and there is no need to care about those, the meaning of his name also has the meaning of Jian Po breaking the sky.

Mu Feng's care for Jian Po, Jian Po is also grateful to him, and for Mu Feng, he is also sworn allegiance, and all this, Mu Feng also sees it in his eyes, therefore, Mu Feng is the one who dares to hand over the nameless gang he has single-handedly to Jian Po management.

"More than seven hours?" When Mu Xuan heard this, his pupils were still following the ice-blue racing car in the huge racing track, and he also muttered in his mouth.

Mu Xuan knew that the arrogance in Mu Feng's heart must be extremely not weak, but if his heart was eroded by the flames in his heart, then Mu Feng would also lose nearly half, looking at Mu Feng's state in the field, it was obvious that Mu Feng was also approaching that edge.

"Give me the transmitter..." Mu Xuan turned to the sword and broke through.

The communicator is a communication device between Mu Feng's racing car and the communicator, and after feeling that Mu Feng's mood may be a little abnormal at this time, Mu Xuan plans to let Mu Feng take a break.

"Brother Xuan, communicator." When Jian Po heard this, he also handed over the transmitter on his head to Mu Xuan.

Bang...

Mu Xuan was about to finish the communication in Jian Po's hand when a huge impact sound came from the Ground Splitting Circuit, and the source of this sound was the rushing Mu Feng.

When this huge sound reached the ears of the two, Mu Xuan turned around suddenly, and the ice-blue racing car driven by Mu Feng was also stagnant, but the galloping heroic posture also disappeared, and Mu Xuan was holding the communicator and the sword to break the two of them and rushed towards the field.

"How's the wind?" Although the car has an extremely safe protective device, there is no guarantee of some accidents, and Mu Xuan also ran towards the location of Mu Feng's accident, and asked anxiously towards the communication.

"Ahem, cough, I'm fine, you don't have to worry." Mu Feng also coughed violently twice, and then said.

"You wait, we'll be right here." Mu Xuan felt Mu Feng's normal voice, and the worry in Mu Xuan's heart was also a lot more relaxed, and said.

"What's going on?" At this time, Mu Xuan also arrived at the place where Mu Feng had an accident, and Mu Feng also got down from the ice blue racing car and stood next to the racing car, after Mu Xuan saw that there was no abnormality on Mu Feng's body, the floating heart was also calm, and he asked the reason for the accident, and the curve just now was not easy for Mu Feng to make mistakes, Dao.

"Ahem, nothing, maybe the tires are slipping." Mu Feng also coughed dryly twice, and said the words he had already thought of, and said.

"Oh?" Mu Xuan's lips also opened slightly, and Mu Xuan obviously didn't believe Mu Feng's words.

"Asla, what the hell is going on?" Mu Xuan didn't plan to ask Mu Feng again, but approached the car, opened the car door, and asked a smart computer in the car.

Asra is a racing computer that is the latest addition to the world of motorsport in the 21st century, and it can communicate with the driver to achieve a perfect fit in terms of coordination.

(Asla, is the car used by the main character in the Japanese anime "Thunderbolt Racing", you must have seen this cartoon, in order to increase the realism of the novel, I just didn't change the name, and Asra is also my favorite smart computer.) ）

Asra detected the sound waves, and four green pupil-like lights spun up rapidly, as if to verify something.

"Identity verification is complete, confirm Mu Xuan." Asra also said in a rather human voice.

"Quickly answer my question." Mu Xuan immediately said.

"Asla, you dare!" At this time, Mu Feng also walked over and said in a scolding voice.

"You two are masters, and I can't afford to offend them." When Asra heard this, on the round screen, the green light bars were also distorted together, and he must have felt quite helpless about the instructions of the two.

"Asla, don't forget, your system needs me to maintain it, and when the time comes, I'll get you two viruses, and you'll regret going..." Mu Xuan paused and said again.

Mu Xuan also didn't want to entrust Asla's system maintenance to him, so Mu Xuan often helped maintain the updates of his system.

"Since Mu Feng didn't follow my instructions, if he did the same thing, when he was injured, you saw it, and the result was like that." Obviously, after Asra also weighed the status of Mu Xuan and Mu Feng in his 'heart', Mu Xuan also had the upper hand, and Asra told Mu Xuan the reason.

Mu Xuan heard this, the two of them were silent, for the current form, Mu Xuan is also not good to say anything, if you don't bear that kind of strong speed pressure, then you need to control the speed within a range where the speed pressure is not very large, but if the speed is small, there is basically no hope of victory, therefore, no matter what, Mu Feng has no choice.

"Do you think you have a chance of winning like this? At the beginning..." Mu Xuan lowered his head, but he didn't look at Mu Feng, and said in a low voice.

"There are some things that you have to do yourself." Mu Feng also came to Mu Xuan's side, pressed his right hand on Mu Xuan's shoulder, and said.

"Let's not talk about whether your wound can withstand that kind of tremendous pressure, and this pressure is bound to have a huge impact on your operation." Mu Xuan also raised his head, looked at Mu Feng with melancholy pupils, and said.

"I'll stick to it." Mu Feng paused and responded.

"Okay, support you." Mu Xuan looked at Mu Feng's determined expression, shook his head, and said.

"I brought the computer, Asra hasn't used it for a long time, and its program should be well maintained." Mu Xuan still looked at Mu Feng and said.

Asra was bought by Mu Feng from abroad, and after Mu Feng was admitted to university, he went to HN, so Asra was also in the dust for nearly two months.

"Okay, Sword Break, ask someone to separate Asra from the car body, and after Brother Xuan maintains Asla's program, replace it with a new car body." Mu Feng also has no objection, since the body of this car was destroyed by himself, the time to replace the body can be maintained by Asla.

"Brother Feng, okay, I'll do it." Sword breaking is also the way.

After Asra was separated from the car body, Mu Xuan also connected it with the computer he brought, and this computer was not his own, but Zhang Yue's computer, Mu Xuan's computer itself is a strange system, if it is used to maintain Asla, I don't know what will happen.

But Mu Xuan didn't dare to verify that that strange state could exist in his own computer, but it didn't mean that it could exist in other programs, not to mention that it was an artificial intelligence computer like Asla, if it was broken for Asla, it would inevitably affect Mu Feng's game tomorrow.

In fact, the maintenance of Asra is also quite simple, that is, to update some programs, and play some paths, Mu Xuan didn't spend much time to complete these tasks, after that, Mu Xuan installed a special file in it, and this file is displayed as Mu Feng can't understand.

"Asla, tomorrow when I ask you to perform this procedure, you will do it." When Mu Xuan waited for Mu Feng to leave, he was speeding towards Asla.

"Understood." Asla, it was obviously impossible to refute Mu Xuan's words, and said in a machine voice.

After Mu Xuan finished everything, he separated Asra from the computer.

"Is it maintained?" At this time, Mu Feng, who came back, saw Mu Xuan's actions like this, and also asked.

"yes, that's fine." Mu Xuan is also the way.

"Brother Xuan, thank you." Mu Feng looked at Mu Xuan at this time.

"When you say these words, you really see the outside." Mu Xuan said.

"I'll go back first, you have to take it easy this afternoon, don't have any more accidents, don't have no way to play then, this is more than worth the loss." Mu Xuan looked at Mu Feng and continued.

"Okay, then you can go back first, and watch my performance tomorrow." Mu Feng heard the words and said.

After Mu Xuan left, Mu Xuan started training again, and the pain kept coming from his back, but Mu Feng chose to persevere, in this battle, Xu Sheng was not allowed to lose, and then, there were traces of blood on his back that seeped out from his scar.

Mu Feng just wants to win back what belongs to him by his own efforts, although Mu Xuan is his brother, but Mu Feng also doesn't want him to get involved in this fight, after all, Mu Feng doesn't know what kind of heart Bian Hang's immature face is.