Zhang Xuan and his team got up and down, got down from the mountain, and returned to the climbing point.

At this moment, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Zhang Xuan, and they no longer looked down upon him. Some people with good relationships with Yi Hai were even more grateful. Everyone understood that if Zhang Xuan hadn't taken action suddenly just now, Yi Hai would have been finished.

Zhang Xuan patted the dust on his body, walked to Sylvia Lin with a light step, and inserted the rose he had just obtained on Sylvia Lin's head.

"The earth is dead." Lin Qinghan said coquettishly, rolled her eyes, but let Zhang Xuan insert the rose into her hair.

"This is the flower of immortality!" Someone recognized the rose, "Put it on a cliff near the top of the mountain! You actually took it down, and in just a moment, you climbed to the top of the mountain!"

“Go to the top of the mountain?”

"Impossible?"

"It's only a little longer, he climbed to the top of the mountain with bare hands?"

Some rock climbers, with an incredible look, were bare hands and not wearing any safety equipment in the dark environment, and still climbed to the top of the mountain in such a short time? Unbelievable!

But if they don't believe that the flower of immortality will not lie.

At this time, Yi Hai had already landed safely. His expression was very complicated, and he was no longer as arrogant as before. Some people came up to comfort Yi Hai, but Yi Hai pushed him away and he strode to Zhang Xuan.

"I lost, you are very strong, your strength is beyond imagination, and thank you for saving me just now."

Zhang Xuan smiled, said nothing, and took the initiative to extend his right hand to Yi Hai.

Yi Hai was stunned for two seconds, stretched out his right hand and grinned.

Ning Yizhou, who was standing beside him, looked particularly ugly when he saw this scene. He really didn't expect that this soft-fed boy would have such skills. He frowned and was thinking about what method to deal with Zhang Xuan, so Zhang Xuan walked towards Ning Yizhou first.

"Mr. Ning, you are talking about it and it's time for you to play, right?"

"Are you provoking me?" Ning Yizhou raised his eyebrows, with an unspeakable anger in his tone.

"Isn't my performance obvious enough?" Zhang Xuan asked back, "Whoever is surnamed Ning, tell me, what are you going to play!"

"Okay, since you want to play, I'll play with you." Ning Yizhou's mouth showed a grim smile, "Racing car, do you want to play?"

"Whatever." Zhang Xuan showed an indifferent look.

In this club, there is a 21-kilometer track, most of which are sharp turns. On this track, the creator of the best record took ten and seven seconds. It is said to be a professional racer's record. He admitted that if it were not for the specially modified racing car like F1, no one could run within ten minutes on this track.

With the experience of climbing just now, everyone's comments are no longer one-sided in this racing competition. Of course, there are still many people who tend to win in one week, because whether in terms of personal understanding or flattery, Ning Yizhou's advantage is much better than a Lin family's son-in-law.

First of all, Ning Yizhou's family background gave him more opportunities to get in touch with luxury cars, which is something that a son-in-law cannot compare to.

Secondly, Ning Yizhou's driving skills are also remarkable in the entire Ning Provincial circle, and what about a son-in-law? If he has some driving skills, he will not become a son-in-law.

Third, vehicles are also the key to racing victory.

Ning was in this club in one week and had three carefully maintained racing cars, all of which were very excellent in performance.

Adding up these three conditions, there are very few people who think that Zhang Xuan can win.

The track has a dedicated auditorium, and there are also dedicated people to report on the presence of each mileage point.

During the preparation stage, Yi Hai took the initiative to show goodwill to Zhang Xuan, "Brother, Ning Yizhou's car is specially modified, speeding up by 100 kilometers by 100 kilometers by 100 seconds, chassis is pressed down, and the body flow line meets the standards of this track. Even professional racers cannot beat him if they don't prepare a good car. My car can be borrowed from you."

Zhang Xuan smiled and said, "Thank you, but no, I'll just drive my wife's car."

"Driving my car?" Lin Qinghan felt like she was not excited. It was not that she was unwilling to lend the car to Zhang Xuan, but that Mercedes-Benz GT was really hard to beat Ning Yizhou's specially modified God of War GTR.

As soon as a silver-white gtr appeared, it attracted a burst of cheers and screams. Ning Yizhou sat in the cab and looked at Zhang Xuan indifferently.

Zhang Xuan took the keys of the Mercedes-Benz GT from Lin Qinghan and ran to the parking lot. Soon, a fiery red Mercedes-Benz GT entered the venue. This beast worth 1.97 million and with a 4.0t twin-turbocharged one, but it seemed a little weak in front of the God of War GTR.

The modified GTR completely crushes this Mercedes-Benz GT not only in terms of engine power, but also in terms of body stability, including brakes.

When Zhang Xuan drove the Mercedes-Benz GT and Ning Yizhou's GTR at the same starting line, no one was optimistic about Zhang Xuan again. Some people were thinking before that, maybe this Lin family's son-in-law had some skills, but now, even if he had some skills, Ken Ning Yizhou had completely crushed the hardware.

The gap between sports cars and racing cars is as huge as a rift.

"Qinghan, if this continues, your husband will definitely lose!" Jiang Yan said in Lin Juhan's ear with some anxiety, "This is your first time here. Even if he can race, he will feel extremely unfamiliar with him who has never been in contact with this track. Ning is different in a week. He has run this track hundreds of times. He can recite every corner whenever he should draw direction, let alone the gap between vehicles."

"Not bad." Yi Hai also said, "Brother Zhang Xuan has the ability, but this kind of competition is useless just to have personal strength, and it also requires hardware strength. Even if the top drivers in the country drive this Mercedes-Benz GT today, they can't beat Ning for a week."

"It's okay." Lin Qinghan shook her head slightly. She looked at the starting line of the race and spoke lightly, "I have confidence in him."

I swallowed all the words Jiang Yan and Yi Hai were about to say.

When Lin Qinghan talked about the three words "confidence", she herself was filled with a belief in winning. How much trust is this in order to have such an emotion?

If Lin Qinghan asked, Lin Qinghan couldn't answer this question. She only knew that this man had never let him down and had never, even in any small matter, he would be perfect.
Chapter completed!