The wheels kept buzzing and whistling. When Chiang Qi opened his speed, the distance between him and Watanabe was getting closer and closer. The entire track had already run four-fifths away and was getting closer and closer to the finish line.

No one will fall twice in the same pit. Watanabe had lost to Xuan Qi once yesterday, and today he will not lose to Xuan Qi again. There are four bends left on the road, and now there are still six parking spaces between him and Xuan Qi. Keeping up with the championship is definitely the thing in your pocket. Although Xuan Qi's skill in passing the curve is better than himself, he has a safe enough distance.

This is how strong people know themselves and their opponents, keep their minds in an absolutely clear state, and be able to calculate when and how to play the game.

Watanabe's turn at a large angle, and the speeding wheels left a deep black mark on the ground. Looking at Kuenqi who was chasing forward through the reversing mirror, Watanabe's Mori suddenly found a trace of good news. Kuenqi's shock absorber had a large ups and downs after the shock just now, as if it could fall apart at any time.

After the motorcycle runs fast, a certain amount of wind resistance will form. Different wind resistances will bring different pressures, which will affect the speed of the whole vehicle. Xuanqi's shock absorber is broken. Although the originally rapid motorcycle is still driving rapidly, as the bumps continue to increase, both the speed and the stability coefficient will be affected to a certain extent.

After the turn, Watanabe Mori found that not only did not get rid of the violent shock of the Qianqi, the other party chased him even more tightly, which made Watanabe Mori feel surprised, and a trace of unscientific thoughts rose in his heart.

Xuan Qi gritted his teeth and endured it hard. Although he used his feet to prevent the tire from blowing, the shock absorber was damaged and the bumps were extremely severe when running. Logically speaking, the speed should slow down. However, Xuan Qi had mysterious skills and had an unusually sensitive touch to bumps. As the wheels continued to bump, Xuan Qi found a trick. His body attached it to it and directly turned the originally violent bumps into inertia. Not only did he slow down the speed but he was three points faster.

Originally, there were four left after passing the corner by Xuan Qi. He gritted his teeth to endure the unwell of the bumps. Xuan Qi found the frequency of the bumps. As the bumps continued, Xuan Qi also found that Watanabe Sho's current situation seemed not very good, and there was a dark green disaster on his head.

Could it be that he would have an accident due to speeding? This surprised Xuan Qi. Not far away passed in a flash. When it was the next turn, Xuan Qi suddenly discovered the problem. Watanabe Watanabe was rubbing the ground with a tire to brake, so that it would not reduce too much speed, but it would be very harmful to the tires.

Just when he was turning just now, Xuanqi saw that Watanabe's tire seemed to have a little spark. Watanabe still took the lead and suppressed Kuroki at the same time. If he wanted to overtake, he had to follow him and wait for the next turn. Seeing that the corner was about to arrive, Xuanqi raised his speed and learned that Watanabe's tires were braked. As a result, when the corner was turning at a large angle, the two people rushed into the corner side by side.

Under the same high speed, Xuan Qi and Watanabe's bodies seemed to be close together. Xuan Qi looked at Watanabe in front of him and suddenly found that the disaster energy on his body began to explode, from dark green to black purple. Xuan Qi felt a little unbearable in his heart and opened his mouth and said, "Don't..."

But everything was too late. The stubborn Watanabe was like a moth rushing towards the fire, rushing out of the straight road like a gust of wind, sliding towards the last bend. Her graceful figure and elegant dance steps were like a small waltz, sliding from one side of the dance floor to the other side of the dance floor.

The cheers of thunder and thunder came from the stands, as if Watanabe had won the championship. In front of the TV in the island country, people jumped up excitedly. In their eyes, Watanabe was the champion. It was so powerful that he won the championship as soon as he came back and was about to cross the line as soon as he turned.

The editor-in-chief, who was so excited that he was even more tearful, stood up directly from the bench, waved his arms and said loudly: "Watanabe Mori-kun is a hero of the island country and a hero of the nation. He deserves the highest honor because he created history."

Qianqi watched Watanabe shun, the noisy world seemed to slow down, and everything became silent. The high-speed rotating rear wheel was braked again, rubbing against the ground and sliding into the curve. The black rubber actually crushed a very small but sharp stone. In an instant, the thin tire was pierced, and the red inner tube exploded directly. A not-so-high blasting sound rewritten Watanabe's fate, and this blasting sound was more like a half-sigh.

Watanabe Mori's face suddenly became stunned, then released the brakes and tried to control the racing car. But the steel rim wrapped in rubber tires kept spinning, slipping continuously, maintaining a delicate balance and being directly broken. The golden motorcycle overturned to the ground, and the golden people flew out and rolled on the ground...

The noisy and slow world has returned to normal. The people who were still cheering seemed to be stuck in their throats and opened their mouths, but they could not make any sounds. They all looked at the golden figure in disbelief. They couldn't figure it out no matter how hard they thought about it. How could an accident happen to Watanabe Mori, who was obviously still ahead?

"How could a tire explode?" The dazed anchor asked everyone directly what everyone thought, how could a tire explode? No one can answer this question.

Watanabe Watanabe was rolling on the ground, his head was still clear. He stared at the wide-eyed and wondered why the tire was broken? It shouldn't be like this in Watanabe Watanabe's script. He should have won the championship in this competition, and then an accident happened under the absolute leading edge of Qatar Station...

Bang's body hit the protective wall. Watanabe Masato, who had been awake, was still intent on taking off his helmet. Looking at the black figure passing by, the big red K really wanted to see the emperor of tomorrow's car world. The red figure that followed was rolling past him like a gust of wind.

Watanabe Mori suddenly realized that it was they who put pressure on themselves and wanted to win too much, so he used the trick of rubbing tires. In order to keep the lead, Watanabe Mori was rubbing tires, but a small but sharp stone changed his destiny...

Watanabe was dizzy, and Watanabe felt the bottom of his throat was full of fishy sweetness. He couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a blood arrow. His eyes were staring at the sky without any attention. Under the blue sky and white clouds, Watanabe seemed to have returned to his childhood, sitting on the fuel tank in front of his father's motorcycle, smiling unscrupulously, chasing extremely simple happiness.

The harsh ambulance sirens sounded, and the sirens of Watanabe, who had more breathing and less breathing, was destined to become a legend.

Xuan Qi didn't know why his heart was always blocked. Competitive sports are passionate and cruel. The weak will never get the first place, while the strong will lose their impossible life after an unintentional mistake.

After the last turn, the finish line was ahead. The Red Baron caught up with Nasser and also caught up with many drivers behind him. This is the cruelty of competitive sports. It will not stop because of anyone, but will only end after the line is tied.

Only one step away from success, Xuan Qi will naturally not fall off the chain at the end. The remaining path is still a large straight road, the accelerator is full, the body vibrates according to the frequency of inertia, and the car is directly driven to the finish line.

Don’t let go of the opportunity after it appears. You must reach out and hold it tightly. Xuan Qi promised Shang Tao that he would win a championship, and that would definitely win a championship.

At this moment, the audiences watching the competition in the island country were not energetic and sat on the observation stage in a daze. It seemed that they had their souls been taken away in an instant. The Chinese people next to them cheered and slammed the line and hit the line.

In the live broadcast room, Song Boxiong even made a series of cheers: "It was too unexpected, too unexpected." After waiting for Xuan Qi to hit the line and the overall situation was settled, Song Boxiong cheered loudly: "Shang Tao, who participated in the competition for the first time, Shang Tao, who was not ranked internationally, is the oldest among the contestants. He won the first place, he created history, he became the new benchmark for China in racing sports, he created history..."

At this moment, China has become a sea of ​​joy. As early as yesterday when Xuan Qi outperformed Watanabe, someone had fantasy of reaching the top. When Xuan Qi really reached the top, it made everyone feel like a dream.

At this moment, the arena has become a sea of ​​joy. After Xuan Qi parked the car, he looked around blankly. Although his confidence in his heart was as hard as iron, when all this was realized, it made Xuan Qi feel like a dream and a illusion very unreal

Looking at the ocean of joy in the stands, Xuan Qi waved his hand to them with even louder cheers. Winning really won, Xuan Qi felt that none of this was true.

After taking off his helmet and pulling off his mask, Xuan Qi suddenly found that there was someone behind him. He suddenly turned around and saw a red baron wearing a fiery red dress.

The proud person didn't like to talk nonsense. He took off his gloves vigorously, then raised his little finger and shook it hard at Xuan Qi, which was full of provocation.

Xuan Qi smiled at the corner of his mouth. The little guy with a strong weak aura did not need much attention, not to mention that his opponent in the future was Shang Tao. When Xuan Qi thought of this, he gave the Red Baron a middle finger with a bright sunny one.

The two most talented drivers sparked sparks under this sky. The two became enemies of their lives. When Shang Tao dominated the car world and completed his hegemony, the Red Baron played the tragic hero to the extreme.

After each race, a ceremony will be held to present awards to the top three. In front of many media, Xuan Qi stepped onto the highest platform that symbolizes honor, held the trophy that represents the first place, cheered, jumped, danced happily, these are all things that winners should enjoy for granted.

Xuan Qi held the trophy, shook the champagne with both hands, sprayed the sweet wine everywhere, and shared the joy with others. The whole world turned into a sea of ​​joy.

The silent island people finally burst into anger. Watanabe's national treasure-level racer was clearly leading, so why did such an accident happen? Is it because the quality of the tires is not up to standard, or because the racing design is unreasonable? In short, no matter what, Kawasaki and the tire factory are destined to be in trouble. As for whom, let the angry people make the decision.
Chapter completed!