Chapter Thirty-Nine: Crazy Drag Racing
Rumble!
Like the roar of two desolate war beasts, the earth shook for it, and the two shadows of the car, one black and one red, increased their speed from static to dynamic to more than 100 yards in an instant, like arrows flying out of the string, causing a burst of exclamation and cheers from the spectators.
Fang Yi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, felt that the blood in his whole body was squeezed backwards, and after taking a few deep breaths, his heart suddenly moved, and a small thought was simulated in his mind.
After more than ten years of practice, the little thoughts have already penetrated into Fang Yi's bone marrow like a conditioned reflex, just like looking at Mei to quench his thirst, just by virtue of visualization, his body has naturally reacted, and the flow of qi and blood in his body has accelerated, and the pressure on his body has suddenly decreased.
And Zheng Weiguo was still accelerating, and no matter how fast he accelerated, Fang Yi no longer had much discomfort, and his eyes could see the route ahead.
"Well, the teacher is right, the outer kung fu is indeed unique, and the control and mobilization of one's own qi and blood is more profound than the inner kung fu, but I don't know, if the outer kung fu is practiced to the top, what will it be?"
Fang Yi focused his attention on the road map on the screen in front of him, and as the sports car continued to move, he continued to report the situation of the route ahead and various relevant data without the slightest error.
Under Fang Yi's constant reminders, Zheng Weiguo drove like a cloud, as if he had already run many times on this new Yuefeng Mountain Road, and he looked extremely skillful.
This made Fang Yi can't help but admire Zheng Weiguo's good driving skills, which is simply the only time in his life.
However, in contrast, the slightly backward red sports car was not far behind, and always bit the rear of Zheng Weiguo's car without the slightest relaxation, which shows that Nangong Ziyue's driving skills are good, and sure enough, as Zheng Weiguo said before, the two are not much different.
Unconsciously, the degree of the two cars has been increased to nearly 300 yards, at such a speed, even if it is as strong as Zheng Weiguo, it has reached the limit of what it can bear.
"Then there are three consecutive corners, and the starting angle, bearing angle, folding angle, and total length of the first curve are ......" Fang Yi kept reporting data.
These three corners are very dangerous, and Zheng Weiguo also had to slow down his speed a little, drifting past the corner of the corner, and there is no danger.
As soon as the three corners passed, it was a straight road three hundred meters long, at this moment, Fang Yi suddenly heard the sound of the motor of the red sports car behind him suddenly changed, the beast roar that was already very arrogant and domineering, at this moment, the tone suddenly turned sharp, and if you listened carefully, there was a kind of charm of a dragon's roar in it, and the sound kept getting closer, as if a divine dragon was chasing after the clouds!
"This voice...... Four-star Monster Motor-Dragon Charm!" Zheng Weiguo's face changed.
Three-star Warcraft Motors, four-star Warcraft Motors, the difference is only one star, but there is a qualitative gap in the surname Neng. In just an instant, the red sports car with the roar of the dragon surpassed the black sports car like a flowing shadow, and in an instant it went straight to three hundred meters, a thrilling drift, and the wheels of the rear car were thrown close to the edge of the cliff, almost falling into the abyss.
"Damn, using a four-star Warcraft motor on this kind of road, this little girl is really crazy!"
Zheng Weiguo cursed, and a red color appeared in his eyes, 50 million, Lao Tzu's 50 million, a lifetime of savings!
Such thoughts lingered in Zheng Weiguo's mind, making him also crazy.
In any case, this game cannot be lost!
Rumble!
The three-star Warcraft motor roared wildly, pushing its own surname energy to the extreme, and the speed of the black sports car soared to a higher level, reaching four hundred yards!
Many drag racers who watched the battle through high-altitude camera projection couldn't help but scold these two people for being crazy when they saw this situation.
70-degree curve, 100-meter straight, three consecutive downhill 88-degree curves, 200-meter straight......
Even in such extreme road conditions, neither car slowed down in the slightest.
The black sports car, which was in full swing, lagged behind the red sports car, but it was within a hundred meters of each other, and did not let up in the slightest.
100 meters seems like a long time, but at this speed, it is only a blink of an eye to surpass it, and the victory or defeat is in an instant.
In this stalemate, after three minutes, both cars were already in the final stages of the track.
"Outside the front 500 meters, there is an 85-degree left curve, an 86-degree right curve and a 90-degree left curve, after three corners, it is a straight line distance of 400 meters, and these three curves are your only chance to get ahead. Fang Yi calmly reported the data.
"Lao Tzu knows!" Zheng Weiguo was sweating profusely, his expression was extremely nervous and dignified, and he took a deep breath and said, "There is no way......"
As he spoke, Zheng Weiguo pressed a button on the plate.
Boom!
Two loud roars shattered the night sky, and the three-star Warcraft Motor, which had already reached its limit, was powerful again, and its speed increased again, and it was not as good as the four-star Warcraft Motor in front.
However, Fang Yi smelled a strange smell in the car.
Before he had time to think about it, the black sports car was like a black lightning bolt, flashing through the three extreme corners with an absolutely dangerous attitude, and at the last 90-degree corner, it overtook the red sports car and turned onto the straight with a terrifying distance of less than three centimeters from the red sports car!
Boom Boom!
With three loud roars again, Fang Yi smelled the smell of burning.
It's not burning, it's really burning, and the front of the black sports car is bursting with terrifying fire.
And with these three loud roars, the speed of the black sports car reached the highest ever, a distance of 400 meters, and most of it was gone in the blink of an eye.
And the red sports car, unwilling to lose the fruits of victory in the end, the dragon's roar was high-pitched, like an angry dragon, the speed increased to the limit, and the distance between the black sports car continued to close, and then closer.
"Win it! Lao Tzu wants to win!"
Zheng Weiguo's mouth was nervous, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Fang Yi couldn't help but hold his breath, nervous and excited about the moment when the final victory and defeat were about to be decided.
Rumble!
At extreme speed, the two sports cars almost went hand in hand, rushed past the start at the same time, and then drifted sideways and stopped.
"Get out of the car!" Smoke was already billowing from the car, Zheng Weiguo coughed and shouted, opened the car door and rushed out.
Fang Yi didn't dare to stay in the car for long, and quickly walked away from the blazing black sports car at a speed that did not give way.
Three or four people rushed over with fire extinguishers without saying hello, and after lifting the car cover, they sprayed wildly inside, and white smoke billowed inside.
PS: Sorry, it's late.