[Text] Chapter 135 Even if you lose, you still have honor.

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? The third lap...

The fourth circle...

The fifth circle...

With each lap added, the overall time difference between Xue Kun, Zhang Xiaoshuai and Wang Yang is increasing, but the gap in single lap continues to narrow.

Wow!

The roar of the racing engine stabbed the eardrums. Wang Yang finished the seventh lap and appeared at the supply station where everyone was, continuing on the eighth lap journey.

Buzz!

Car No. 4 didn't arrive after 32 seconds, but Qin Feng's hands were trembling violently.

"This...how is this possible..."

It was not until about 12 seconds later that Zhang Xiaoshuai's No. 2 car passed by, and he came back to his senses and exclaimed: "Oh my God! The single lap speed of No. 4 just reached 59 seconds, which was the same as Wang Yang's speed!

Car No. 2 has only been more than 60 seconds long. How did they do it?"

Boiled!

Apart from Ye Xuan and Yan Lingxi, there was not much noise, neither the Xiongfeng Motor Team led by Qin Feng nor Chen Yan and Pan Yihua were stunned.

People who have never touched a racing car have just been explained and practiced for more than half an hour, and they were as fast as the national champion. Isn’t this too outrageous?

Shock is not limited to times!

Circle 8!

Wang Yang, who didn't know the situation of the two opponents, still maintained at about 59 seconds, but Xue Kun reduced the lap speed to 58.4 seconds, while Zhang Xiaoshuai locked at 59 seconds. The total time difference with Wang Yang showed negative growth for the first time.

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The ninth Circle!

Xue Kun's lap speed reduced again, dropping to an astonishing 58.13 seconds, completely breaking the personal record set by Wang Yang on this track.

Even Zhang Xiaoshuai broke his record and quickly shortened the lap to 58.52 seconds. Before that, Wang Yang's best record was 58.76 seconds.

Rumble...

There is no doubt that Wang Yang is still the final winner. He was still in the field and did not know the situation. He took off his helmet and walked towards Qin Feng confidently.

When he saw the numbers on the special timer, he was stunned on the spot.

About half a minute later, Xue Kun and Zhang Xiaoshuai ran ten laps one after another. Qin Feng looked at them with only unpleasant shock and heat.

"In the tenth lap, Zhang Xiaoshuai's single lap speed was 58.22 seconds, and Xue Kun's single lap speed was 57.93 seconds, breaking the fastest record on this track, just over 0.01 seconds!"

"It's a pity that I still lost..." Xue Kun shook his head with a wry smile.

"You guys won."

Wang Yang's face was extremely difficult to see. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or lost. Maybe he had both emotions. What was happy was that with them, the chances of defeating Tiechuan Team increased greatly, but as the national champion, he ranked first in the F1 event.

Four people were actually compared by two guys who had never touched a racing car. What is this?

Genius?

It is undeniable that geniuses exist in many industries, but geniuses also have a limit, right?

I have never been in contact with you and can become a top expert in a very short time. This cannot be explained by geniuses, let alone how coincidental two geniuses emerged at once?

Qin Feng wished he could slap himself a few times. He always thought that he was quite sensible in the racing industry, but he didn't expect to misunderstand it.

"Two... can you please stay? The conditions are free!" Qin Feng rubbed his hands excitedly.

"You ask Ye Xuan." Xue Kun said lightly.

"Yes! Yes, Yes!"

Then I remembered that Ye Xuan was the protagonist. Qin Feng hurried over, but Wang Yang took the lead: "Ye Xuan, I admit that I underestimated your friend. I lost this game and was convinced, but...

I still want to see how strong you are and whether you are stronger than them!"

Ye Xuan knew that he was convinced, but in fact he was still unwilling to give up, so he silently walked towards the No. 1 car he was driving.

Everyone's heart was raised to their throats!

At the beginning, he said that Wang Yang was not qualified to compete with him, so he won his friends first, which implied that he was stronger than Xue Kun and Zhang Xiaoshuai.

Is it possible?

Xue Kun has broken the track of the lap speed record in the past, and his speed is accelerating every lap. Although the speed is more limited to the end, it is certain that there is still room for development, that is,

57.93 seconds in a lap is not Xue Kun’s limit, and Zhang Xiaoshuai is the same.

Could Ye Xuan be faster than him?

More than ten people's eyes were fixed on him, and only Yan Lingxi was not very excited except for a little happiness.

Buzz!

Chen Yan was originally a racing fan, otherwise she would not have admired Qin Feng. As she was so excited that she waved the scarf madly, the No. 1 car that Ye Xuan drove started a deafening roar and left.

Chichichichi...

He quickly entered the first bend, and then Wang Yang was trembling and screaming.

"How is it possible... the curve is still accelerating!"

"Damn...the inner ring line!"

"This is just a technique in theory, how can it be done in practice..."

"Oh my God! It's much more handsome than drifting!"

Listening to the driver led by Wang Yang exclaiming repeatedly, Qin Feng stared at the cameras everywhere in the track, and the various pictures conveyed by him, his breathing became more and more intense.

25 seconds...

38 seconds...

46 seconds...

Ga!

Through the fleeting scene, everyone was shocked to find that he did not slow down once on the 12 curves of the entire track. Since the car started, the speed of the car was always at the highest speed critical point, at most it was not in the corner.

If you reduce more than ten yards, it is still caused by turning and not artificial slowdown.

Awesome driving skills!

Incredible extreme speed!

When Car No. 1 was parked in front of everyone in a blink of an eye, everyone was still immersed in shock and could not extricate themselves, almost suspected that they had not woken up in their dreams.

49.24 seconds!

This result completely overturned everyone's perception, nearly 9 seconds faster than the so-called record!

You know, racing is like running. When it reaches a certain level, it is very difficult to speed up. For example, Xue Kun and Zhang Xiaoshuai, the second lap is several seconds faster than the first lap, but when it reaches the tenth lap, it is nineth lap

The circle was only 0.2 seconds faster, and if there was a eleventh lap, the number added would definitely be even smaller.

However, he, who has never been involved in racing, was nearly 9 seconds faster than the fastest record in the first lap. What is the horror concept?

How can a curve not slow down?

How to keep the vehicle speed limiting throughout the whole process?

All of this violates the convention and even violates the laws of nature!

Walking to the stupid Wang Yang, Ye Xuan smiled and said, "Am I qualified to join the Xiongfeng Team? Believe me, Tiechuan Team can't win."

"Why?" Wang Yang finally came to his senses and asked at him in a daze.

"What?"

"This kind of technology is out of the ordinary. Even if you participate in the F1 competition, no one is your opponent, but Brother Qin said you are not interested in racing."

"I'm only interested in money, but unfortunately there are too few bonuses for the F1 event."

Ye Xuan smiled and didn't explain much, and changed the subject: "Brother Qin, are there any regulations on how many people are participating in the competition? There should be a quota limit, right?"

Qin Feng is still extremely excited and stammers out the rules of the Fenglei Cup venue championship.

As the top domestic car race, the Fenglei Cup Field Championship is held once a year. Through the total results of the tour in the past year, twelve best-achieving teams were selected to participate. Each team has five places, with a total of 60 athletes participating.

The total score is calculated based on the ranking results of all contestants.

To put it bluntly, if one of the people in a certain team is very strong, even if they rank first, the other team members' performance is not satisfactory.

"All you three are participating?" Qin Feng asked tentatively.

"Not three, but four, and she." Ye Xuan pointed to Yan Lingxi not far away.

"You...what you said before is true?"
To be continued...