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- Chen Yao¡¯s Zhanlong Excellence electric car crossed the starting line almost at the same time as Purton¡¯s Ferrari.
I have played racing cars countless times while playing games, but the feeling of actually driving in a physical venue is completely different.
Chen Yao stepped on the pedal and the car rushed forward quickly.
The racing track is in a B-shape. The first section of the track is straight, so you just need to speed up as hard as you can.
Heavy metal music was playing in the car, the scenery on both sides was moving backwards crazily, the field of vision in front became narrow, and Chen Yao's heartbeat accelerated along with the speed of the car.
Speed ??can really bring out passion, and it feels like adrenaline is soaring.
On the other side of the track, Ferrari picked up speed faster, surpassing Zhan Long by one body.
Purton looked at the rearview mirror with a proud smile on his face: "Comparing power with Ferrari is ridiculous. Today, I will let you lose until you are convinced."
5 seconds later, Ferrari's speed increased to 300 kilometers, leaving Chen Yao's Zhanlong car far behind.
The distance between the two cars was getting farther and farther
Live barrage.
"I have long said that electric vehicles cannot be as powerful as fuel vehicles. Everyone has seen that as soon as Purton exerts his strength, he leaves his opponents behind."
"Isn't Chen Yao humiliating himself? You know you are not your opponent, but you still want to participate in such an international competition?"
"I guess you didn't expect it, right? You are overconfident in your own skills. Haha, look, Purton is already half a lap ahead."
By the time netizens were discussing, Ferrari had already completed more than half a lap, leading Chen Yao by half a lap.
Following closely behind were a black Maserati and a red Aston Martin.
This is the first echelon and a strong contender for the championship. The second echelon is a red Lamborghini, a green Bugatti Veyron and a blue Mercedes-Benz.
Chen Yao belongs to the third echelon, and the car next to him is a silver Rolls-Royce.
Cai Feifei stood on the sidelines with clenched fists. She had never been as nervous as she was today when watching a car.
Chen Yao still drove at his own speed with a calm expression on his face. There was a curve in front of him.
The Rolls-Royce suddenly made a beautiful drift. In order to avoid it, Chen Yao slowed down the car slightly. The Rolls-Royce jumped ahead with a swipe, then revved up its power and rushed into the second echelon.
Front, middle, and back, now Zhanlong is at the end, and is far behind the car in front.
People who are watching the live broadcast no longer pay attention to him. In the eyes of netizens, he is 100% sure to lose, and the live broadcast cameras are not paying attention to him. The competition between the first and second echelons is very exciting.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
The Rolls-Royce, which had just rushed into the second echelon, wanted to get ahead of all the cars, but ended up closely colliding with the butt of the Mercedes-Benz car next to it.
The Mercedes-Benz, which was drifting and preparing to go through the curve, was hit by the Rolls-Royce and turned 180 degrees, and ran out of control out of the runway.
The black driver in the Mercedes-Benz looked frustrated, shook his head and walked out of the car, looked at the Rolls-Royce, and cursed at the driver.
¡°If Rolls-Royce hadn¡¯t rushed forward savagely, Mercedes-Benz would have successfully grabbed the inner lane and rushed to the front.
The Rolls-Royce was not much better. It hit the guardrail and the driver had to make an emergency stop. He got out of the car and shrugged helplessly and shook his head.
Two cars are out, and now there are only six cars left on the field. Although Chen Yao is more conservative, at least he is still on the field.
The reason why I didn¡¯t compete with the British driver of Rolls-Royce just now was because I saw his arrogant driving style. If I had to compete with him for the runway, I would be eliminated now.
The two cars collided, causing the cars in the second echelon to be a little cautious and not dare to drive too fast, so they slowed down a little. On the contrary, Chen Yao started to speed up.
After the second lap, he successfully broke into the second team and kept pace with Bugatti and Lamborghini.
Seeing that Zhan Long was about to overtake him, the Lamborghini driver from Singapore immediately turned the steering wheel to block Chen Yao.
Chen Yao had already sensed it. He suddenly stepped on the brakes and made a beautiful drift, swooping around the Lamborghini.
The Singaporean driver watched helplessly as he rushed to the front. He tried his best to catch up, but the more he rushed, the more chaotic he became. He failed to control the distance when turning and directly mounted the guardrail.
Then it rebounded with a loud bang and collided with the Bugatti Veyron.
In the dark night, dazzling sparks flashed, and the Bugatti Veyron burst into flames. The staff immediately rushed into the arena to put out the fire.
The audience on the sidelines was fascinated by watching it, and what they needed was this kind of stimulation.
Now the situation on the field has changed. Four cars have been eliminated. The Ferrari driven by Purton is still in the lead, followed by Maserati and Aston Martin chasing each other.
Although Chen Yao¡¯s car was still relatively far behind, the pursuit was very strong.
No one was optimistic about it at first, but now they find that he still has a good chance.
"Do you think the war dragon can catch up?"
"It's impossible. Putting aside his skills and straight-line speed, his car is no match for other cars."
"I think so too. If you are exhausted, you will only be in the top three, and you can't go any higher."
According to the agreement before the race, a total of ten laps were run. After five laps, with Pulton's better cornering skills, he was already in the lead.
And Chen Yao¡¯s Zhanlong successfully caught up with the second team and kept pace with Maserati and Aston Martin.
After passing a straight road, there was another curve in front of us. Because a car had collided before, several runways were unusable and separated by guardrails. Only two cars were allowed to pass.
"Three cars would definitely not be able to get through together, and the final result would be to die together. Aston Martin and Maserati both slowed down. However, instead of slowing down, Chen Yao accelerated his speed and rushed forward.
Approaching the corner, a beautiful drift passed easily, successfully throwing away the car behind.
The Italian local driver was frustrated that even on the straight road, Maserati was no match for Zhan Long. It maximized its speed and still couldn't catch up.
It was not just him who was under pressure, but also the Aston Martin driver. He looked nervous and watched as the Zhanlong car ran further and further away, but he could not catch up no matter what.
After the seventh lap, the distance between the Zhanlong driven by Chen Yao and the Ferrari in front became shorter and shorter, from the initial 2.5 kilometers to 500 meters.
Soon, at the end of the eighth lap, Chen Yao was only 100 meters away from the Ferrari in front.
Purton had been in the lead, and he felt that he had taken it a little lightly. He found that he was getting closer and closer, and he began to get nervous.
He was originally smiling, but his expression became extremely serious, and his eyes were focused on the direction ahead.
On the ninth lap, Chen Yao¡¯s Zhanlong car had already caught up behind his car (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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