Bugatti Veyron, the world's top supercar built by hand. The vehicle weighs 1,888 kilograms, has a displacement of 8.0T, and an exaggerated horsepower of 1,001 horsepower, accelerates to 100 kilometers in 2.5 seconds, and can accelerate to the highest speed in less than a minute, and the top speed is more than 400 kilometers per hour. The price of 40 million is beyond the reach of all the rest of the production cars - so many numbers found on the Internet are just so that people like me who only knew about Lamborghini not long ago have a concept: Yang Qi's car is very good.

It may not be the fastest accelerating car on the planet, but there are very few cars faster than it, and it's definitely a bit of a boss in the field of production cars (and low-volume, of course).

But now, this domineering luxury car has a tendency to eat ashes.

When you think of drag racing, what comes to mind? Nothing more than dangerous and exciting illegal games, piles of long-legged beauties, lads dangling around to show off their engines, and exaggerated rap black brothers. Of course, this is all the level of street racing, and the people who can watch the battles in the F1 stadium are basically not of this type, they are all considered propertied classes, so they are much calmer and more stylish.

But today, they threw away all their identities, etiquette, and face for the first time, and even took off their sunglasses that were in the way, and broke out in a strong uproar and screams.

"Look! It's only halfway through the straight, and the car is already one and a half cars ahead, so what kind of car is that!" (Note: The parking space here is not a parking position, but a concept similar to the "position" in track and field)

The track is divided into straights, S-corners, U-corners, super sharp turns, etc., and among all the tracks, the straight-line acceleration section is the most passionate and the most declaring of hard power. Is the car good. The power is not strong. It is instantly recognizable in this paragraph.

Two mechanical monsters roared. Bugatti emits a spectacular sound like an electronic jet, and when the tires run over, the few grains of sand and dust on the track are fired into flying weapons. But it is still reduced to a gray-eating character, and the black chariot that resembles the Thunderbolt Ranger speeds ahead with incredible acceleration, speeding all the way.

When the straight entered the finish line, the Lost Chariot was a full three seats ahead of Bugatti!

In a motor race, a straight line is accelerated before being thrown out of three parking spaces. It can be said that this is already the same world difference between free players and soft girl coin players. If the two of them are racing illegally in a city with complicated road conditions, there may be a luck bonus, but the track is professional, smooth, and empty. If the soft sister coin player is a handicapped, maybe he can turn the tables, but at this moment, the driver in the chariot has completely turned into the brain of this car.

[Turn right ahead, the turning radius is 42 meters, and the road surface angle is 2 degrees inward. Calculation of centrifugal force, velocity, chamfer angle - to obtain the result. Start operation: decelerate, select entry point, turn, brake, cut in】

With a sharp tire scraping sound, the black chariot entered the corner at a flawless angle. Rear wheel drift flick. The front wheels are firmly in control of the direction, just as the gods have drawn a perfectly curved curve on the track with a drawing pen. The Chariot of the Lost broke through the first corner in the shortest time it could theoretically reach.

"Oh my God!" In the midst of a shout, even Xiao Jingzhe had to admit that the car was indeed driving well.

Zhu Ming only felt that he was looking at the road from the perspective of this car, and he was like turning into a machine, all in front of him were sensor images and number pictures of scrolling and swiping on the window. It's like, the Terminator in the movie.

He felt that he had become one with the machine. He's the car, and the car is him. The control of the wheel is like the control of the hands and feet, and the control of the body is like sleeping and turning over, which is easy, calm and flawless. This is indeed the best way to exert one's abilities, and this sense of power in oneness with machinery is really addictive! I was born to be mechanical, and my nano hub is indeed the strongest!

Look at the Bugatti in the back, it's just halfway through the turn, it's not as good as me at all! Come to think of it, that guy's face should be ugly, right? But it doesn't matter, winning is not the goal, let's play first!

Thinking about it, the chariot suddenly slowed down.

"What's wrong?" The strange movement of the chariot made many people wonder, the battle of drag racing was just a millimeter, and after a slight slowdown, Bugatti really caught up. But the chariot made an even more exaggerated move at this time, and even said that it was an almost impossible move in drag racing - it turned around the Bugatti in front and back, left and right, left and right!

Decelerate, lag behind, change lanes, accelerate, lead, change lanes, slow down...... On the track, the Chariot of the Fans is showing off its performance in an extremely arrogant way.

Not to mention the spectators in the stands, even the people in front of the surveillance screen showed a strange look. Some laughed, some shook their heads, and the red-eyed woman said indifferently in German: "A swaggering fool, but he offers the perfect number." ”

And in the driver's seat of the Bugatti, Yang Qi's fire head was provoked.

If you think about it, it's like when you're running hard, there's a guy who swings his big ass and circles around you, and at the same time holds his middle finger and shouts in Fang Tangjing's tone, "I'm coming, I'm leaving again!, you're chasing me, you can't catch up, SB!". Yang Qi was already in a critical state now, and he was teased like this, so he didn't break out.

But he hummed a fantasia and calmed himself down. If you think about it, you are actually very new to this Bugatti. Even if you have a superb martial arts realm, you don't have any intuitive feeling about the performance of this car, and it is impossible to play to the limit as soon as you come up. And, it must be admitted that the performance of this strange black car is indeed incredible.

If you want to win him, you can only do your own thing while he is still showing off!

Stepping on the accelerator to the end, Yang Qi completely focused. His eyes couldn't help but glow brightly, and Yang Qi's spirit entered a combat state. The whole track extends in the spiritual realm, and the whole car is quickly modeled. The crazy output of the engine is behind the seats, and you can still feel the furious workmanship of the sixteen-cylinder monster through the thick body. The driveshaft, the suspension, the cushioning, everything is vibrating. Yang Qi's feet stepped on the body. Feel the vibration. I also feel the advantages and disadvantages of the whole car.

Corners. Successive corners, corners are a place where skill and mentality are tested. The accelerator and brake are pressed alternately, and the deceleration and acceleration are non-stop, allowing the car to wander between corners. Yang Qi looked at the black chariot that showed off perfectly in front of him, and knew in his heart that with the technology and performance of the racing car alone, even if he controlled it perfectly, he might not be able to win.

There are basic rules for the driving of vehicles. Within the rules of the game, the Chariot of Black Fans has reached its apex. Within the rules, it's invincible.

But what if you break this rule? No, you shouldn't ask that, breaking the rules is a must, the real question is: how?

At this moment, two thoughts popped up in Yang Qi's mind.

The first thought: Plot against Zhu Ming, anyway, just do it without knowing it, and kill this dog!

Frankly. When this thought came to him, Yang Qi really began to aim at the black car with a cold and sharp gaze. Although the speed is blazing. But he was sure to rip off a piece of metal that shot the tires of the black car.

But the next moment he shook his head again and suppressed the thought - he couldn't succumb to his demons!

This dispute is a contradiction between himself and Zhu Ming, but it is also a war between himself and himself. You can't escape, so you can't not come. You can't lose, so you can't let it go. Therefore, it is even more necessary to desperately suppress the stupid demonic thoughts, and think carefully about what your normal self will think at this time!

So, Yang Qi closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously, and when he opened his eyes again, Zhenzhi finally emerged: Is this micro-operation of acceleration and deceleration a bit similar to "frequency conversion point explosion"?

As soon as this brain hole opened, it suddenly couldn't stop the brake.

When I was creating a new method of warfare and a new light skill, I referred to a lot of modern things. Including catapult start, drift and traverse, these elements combine the light skills of the martial arts world, and the coordinated operation of the muscles and internal forces of the soles of the feet, forming a new type of light skills that make the Void Sword Saint breathtaking.

Since modern elements can be borrowed into the martial arts world, why can't martial arts elements be borrowed back to modern society?

In the rules of physics, this black car has reached the top. However, isn't the internal force learned to break the laws of physics?

What if you can do light work with guò tires, bearings, clutches, and gearboxes?

It suddenly occurred to me that this was a good idea......

In the blink of an eye, the bend is over. Under the deliberate slowing of the black car, the two cars returned to the straight almost at the same time. The race lasted three laps and the first lap was over.

"This time, it makes you despair!" slowed down not to be humble, but to enjoy another round of arrogance. In the black chariot, Zhu Ming grinned coldly, and at the same time gave an order, and the black chariot accelerated with all its might!

Boom, the black car of the mystery was racing at full speed, and the speed was still increasing rapidly after breaking through 300 kilometers, causing bursts of exclamations in the stands.

"Look, that Bugatti is swaying from side to side on the straight! What's wrong with the driver? Could it be that the hands of despair are shaking?" someone shouted at the Bugatti who was behind him, causing a burst of ridicule.

But Xiao Jingzhe suddenly raised his frown, he remembered very well that the King of Fighters mecha had a butterfly-like action before it really exerted its strength. He once asked the queen what the meaning of this action was, and the queen replied that it was as if the old train always had to go backwards before leaving the station, and in this way, the force between the mechanical parts was loosened in order to explode completely in the next step.

In his eyes, Bugatti's swaying from side to side was exactly the same as the charm of the butterfly step, which was not a desperate collapse, but a signal to attack.

In the blink of an eye, the straight is at the end, and the black car is far ahead, entering the corner with precision. Ju Ming in the car couldn't suppress his pride, and in the calculation of the nano center, he had already thrown the Bugatti at least fifty meters away.

But at this moment, a black shadow was suddenly seen in the sensor on the side of the body, which was inserted diagonally into the inner ring in a brutal way, and quickly chased after it!

The people in the stands all stood up, and the spectators stared wide-eyed, fingers in their hair, and exclaimed in disbelief: "It, it didn't slow down when it entered the corner!"

That's right, Bugatti didn't slow down at all when entering the corner, but rushed at full speed at the cost of the car. Logically speaking, it ended up being thrown off the track by a huge force, crashing into the parapet, and the car was destroyed and killed. But at this moment, something magical happened, the physical rules between speed, inertia, centrifugal force, and turning radius suddenly seemed to be useless, and Bugatti not only did not slip out of the side, but grabbed the golden position of the inner circle in the blink of an eye, and there was a tendency to overtake.

Only Xiao Jingzhe saw that on the wake of the Bugatti's rear wheel flicked wildly, there was a layer of thin ice that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, which evaporated rapidly. (To be continued......)

PS: Regarding the reminder ticket, I feel ashamed~~ So this chapter is more than 3,400 words, and I won't make up the number of words to 3,050, so I'll save some money.