Flying Feather City, Tianmu Mountain.

"Hum—"

"Aang—"

On a dark mountain road, there was the roar of two engines, the sound was so loud and powerful, I saw two racing cars, one red and one purple, rushing fast on the mountain road.

"There are two brushes." Wind Traceless, who was driving the red race car, looked at the car parallel to him on the right and complimented.

The two cars drove side by side on the mountain road, not separating each other, neither of them throwing off the other, and just driving forward.

"This game is a winning game." Driving the purple racing car Zhao Chaoyang had a confident expression and said with a smile, "The car I sat on is a limited edition "Ziyan", and the modification is also a famous tuner invited, plus the person who tuned it is my father, it can be said that with this racing car, it can be said that it can easily abuse the wind without a trace." Zhao Chaoyang thought about the racing car he was driving and his racing skills in his heart, completely complete and traceless, and he was full of confidence when he thought of "Ziyan".

Name: Ziyan. (Limited Edition)

Quality: Grade B.

Type: Regular.

Color: Purple

Straight-line speed: 317km/h.

Cornering speed: 69km/h.

Maximum speed: 323km/h

Driving class: Advanced driver.

Manufacturing Company: Storm Group.

Sales price: Unknown.

Racing characteristics: When the car breaks the limit speed, it increases the stability of the car in corners.

Racing characteristics: The racing's powertrain can quickly allow the car to reach the top speed in a straight line.

Modder: Zhang Zilong.

Racing Condition: None.

Racing description: Zhang Zilong, a famous racing tuner in the Streamer Kingdom.

Description: The purple body, streamlined design, unique creative concept, and powerful engine provide a strong power to this car.

"It's a win." Thinking about the car I was driving and my racing skills, it was impossible to lose this race, "Tonight was a sleepless night. Zhao Chaoyang thought happily in his heart.

He was so confident that he thought that his racing skills could completely crush the opponent, and he relaxed his vigilance in his heart.

When Zhao Chaoyang relaxed his vigilance, Feng Wuxian did not relax, he drove the car intently, and tried to figure out how to get rid of the other party in his heart, "The downhill section will determine the winner." Feng Wuxian decided in his heart to throw off the opponent when he went down the mountain, as long as he let him be one corner ahead of the opponent when he went down the mountain, and the next race would let Zhao Chaoyang know what "the fastest driver down the mountain" is. ”

The "chirping" tires rubbed violently against the ground, the body tilted to the left at the same time, and the two cars, one red and one purple, drifted into the corner at the same time, and exited the corner, rushing towards the next section.

The two cars were on the uphill section, and it was difficult to distinguish each other, and neither could shake off the other and occupy the leading position.

"This bastard's racing skills are good." In the cab, Zhao Chaoyang drove the car several times to overtake, but was blocked by the other party, and wanted to take the corner first and occupy a favorable driving route when cornering, but was also interrupted by the other party, "It's very difficult." Said in my heart.

"When I go down the mountain, I must dump you." Zhao Chaoyang said with a sneer.

Just when Zhao Chaoyang said that the wind was traceless, "It's really a dog skin plaster, it's too sticky." Feng Wuxian sat in the cab with a disgusted gaze, looked at the car next to him, and said in his heart.

"The car is too close." Feng Wuxian looked at the distance between the two cars, it was too tight, and he didn't find his opponent so close to his car when he was racing against others.

"We're almost at the top of the mountain." Feng Wuxi, who was sitting in the car, looked at the tall black shadow of the mountain not far away, knowing that it was not far from the top of the mountain, adjusted his mentality, and prepared to rush towards the top of the mountain.

"We're at the top of the mountain." In the cab, Zhao Chaoyang looked at the top of the mountain not far away, realized that he was almost at the top of the mountain, and accelerated his speed.

The two cars rushed side by side towards the top of the hill.

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Flying Feather City, under the Tianmu Mountain.

"You say who's going to drive the car down the hill first."

"It's Zhao Chaoyang."

"That's not right."

"It must be the wind without a trace, I don't want Zhao Chaoyang to win."

"Who knows?"

"Should we be at the top of the mountain?"

"According to the time, we are almost at the top of the mountain."

…………

The crowd gathered at the foot of the mountain was waiting for the result of the game while chatting with the people next to them.

"Fukuko, how long has it been since the game started?" Li Fuyuan, who was watching the game at the foot of the mountain, heard the voice behind him and turned his head to look, "Why did you come?" The game is almost over. I saw Gu Mingyuan standing behind him.

"Am I not in trouble?" Gu Mingyuan said.

"How's the game going, who's ahead?" Gu Mingyuan continued.

"I don't know, there is no liaison on the mountain, and no one reports the situation." Li Fuyuan replied that he went to find other people to understand the situation of the game just now, and they didn't know that there was no liaison person for tonight's game to report the game.

"So?" After Gu Mingyuan heard this, he had no way of knowing the situation on the mountain.

"Wait!"

…………

"It's time to go down." The wind rushed to the top of the mountain without a trace, both hands quickly hit the direction to the left, the car quickly drove to the left, the direction returned to the right, and the car quickly rushed down the mountain with a "click" on the accelerator.

With a "click", Zhao Chaoyang stepped on the accelerator with his right foot, and the car rushed down the mountain with the wind without a trace.

The two cars are like tigers descending from the mountain, bursting out with all their power to compete for the glory of victory.

"Third corner, get rid of him." The wind in the cab is calculated in mind, the third corner is easier to get rid of the other party when going down the mountain, the slope of this corner is relatively smooth, the width of the corner, the shape, are very suitable for drifting, as long as the other party is thrown off in this corner, the next track is a triple hairpin, which is the corner he is best at.

After the three consecutive cards passed, the other party didn't want to catch up with him.

After making the next plan, Feng Wuxian began to concentrate on driving, waiting for the car to reach the planned route and get rid of the other party.

"Pick any corner and easily overtake each other." Zhao Chaoyang in the cab had a relaxed expression on his face and said indifferently. I don't have a detailed plan in my heart, I think that my racing skills can crush the other party, just find a random corner, my mind is really relaxed, and I am confident in my racing skills.

"My lucky number is seven, so I'll pass him at the seventh corner." Zhao Chaoyang casually said a route to get rid of the other party, and drove the car with ease.

The two drove the car towards their chosen route, one was seriously considering, the other was aimless, and did not know who would get rid of each other first.

"Ahead, it's the third corner." Wind drove the car through two corners, and the next corner was the place he chose, and it was also the place to throw off the opponent, "and it was used to the limit." "Because if you want to pass the corner smoothly and overtake the opponent, you only need to use one advanced skill, which is too mentally demanding.

"Accelerate." Feng Wuxian stepped on the accelerator with his right foot, and the car rushed towards the next corner, "Is he crazy?" At such a fast speed, there was no way to turn a corner, there was only one way, rushed off the track and hit the guardrail. In the cab, Zhao Chaoyang saw that the other party's car was still speeding up, and immediately looked at the expression of the fool, looking at the wind that surpassed him.

"Run, drift." Wind without a trace quickly hit the steering wheel, feet quickly on the brakes, between the accelerator pedal, the body began to slide violently on the track left and right, from a distance it seems to be a small drift, calculate the distance, back to the right direction, just back to the right direction of the moment, followed by the next operation, the wind without a trace of rapid rotation direction, step on the brakes, the throttle body is just right with the angle of the corner, "drift." Suddenly a handsome drift corner.

After shaking off the other party, Feng Wuxian stepped on the accelerator with his right foot and rushed towards the next corner at high speed.

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