Ryousuke's words were so cold that it seemed as if he was telling a fact.
Even Kyoichi had an inexplicable feeling that he would lose.
But then this idea was thrown out of Jingyi's mind.
"Haha, my only opponent is you. As for that 86 kid, who knows him and wants to beat me?"
Kyoichi pointed at himself as if he had heard the funniest joke.
"Do you think even an amateur player can beat a professional player?"
Jingyi's voice was already full of anger.
He lost to Ryosuke Takahashi in a competition, which was a permanent thorn in Kyoichi's heart.
So when I heard that Ryosuke Takahashi was in Akinayama, I gave up practicing and came here to have a showdown with him.
At this moment, Ryosuke Takahashi actually said that he might lose to a kid who played 86?
This is simply an insult to myself!
I've also investigated that guy's background.
A certain great man once said that strategically, one should despise the enemy, but tactically, one should still pay attention to the enemy.
Therefore, Kyoichi has naturally investigated the other party's background.
His father used to be a good racing driver, but he has retired for many years and now opens a tofu shop.
That guy's skills are pretty good, but his car is 86.
The 86 car was really good a few years ago, but after so many years, several rear-mounted models have already been eliminated.
Not to mention, the cars of people like myself have been professionally modified, and their performance is far superior to ordinary cars.
If you want to play ordinary racing, you just have to have money. If you want to play professional racing, you not only need money, but you also need the support of a community!
It is simply impossible for a tofu shop to support such consumption.
If the most basic requirements are not met, how can he win against himself?
"Don't wait, Takahashi Ryosuke, let me tell you, I put aside all training and came here just to win you, and then tell everyone."
At this point, Jing paused for a moment.
"I'm better than you!" Kyoichi pointed at his nose and said sarcastically.
At this moment, it can be said that Kyoichi's strategic devaluation of the enemy and tactical emphasis on the enemy were taken to the extreme.
Well, even though there is no future generation yet, I am awesome in the world.
If you let me go to great heaven in future generations.
For other countries, netizens are strategically scornful, while scientists are trying to catch up.
Perfect division of labor, extremely efficient.
But Jingyi took on two jobs by himself.
He is still a younger brother in comparison!
"Wait another half hour. If you don't come, I will play a game with you."
Takahashi Ryosuke said with a slightly disappointed expression.
I really want to have a good match with Fujiwara Takumi.
But they took it for granted and ignored the other party's economic strength.
In the past few years, the economy has been in recession, and racing cars are not something that ordinary people can afford.
"Hey hey hey, what are you two pretending to be? How could my brother Takumi be afraid of you?
Even if Takumi doesn’t come, I, the Akinayama Racing God, will accompany you in a race!”
Before they could continue, a young man with a somewhat frustrated appearance stepped forward and shouted.
"Amu, forget it." Several young men in car repair shop uniforms quickly grabbed Amu.
"What are you doing, looking down on my car!" Amu yelled, pointing at his car.
Although I know that my skills are poor, I and Takumi are brothers.
If you lose, you will not lose. At this time, you will naturally come out to help your brother vent his anger.
"Buzz~"
The loud sound of the engine sounded, causing the two people who were about to speak to pause.
The next moment, an 86 with a tofu shop logo rushed onto the scene.
"Takumi!"
Amu suddenly said excitedly.
Compared to Takumi Fujiwara, Amu's family conditions are better, and his family owns a car repair shop.
It is precisely because of this that under this influence, Amu has been interested in racing since he was a child.
Although the technique is very good, it’s just that.
"Okay, it looks like the person you've been waiting for is here too."
Myogi Night Kids team captain Nakazato Tsuyoshi, who had been silent, also got out of the car and spoke.
"An 86 with a new engine is just an 86."
Sudou Kyoichi said coldly.
Ryosuke Takahashi walked directly to the window of car 86.
"I thought you wouldn't come, but I didn't expect you."
"It's true that he didn't come. I searched for that brat for two or three days and couldn't find him. This brat."
With the voice of a middle-aged uncle, the car window was slowly rolled down.
Fujiwara Bunta was sitting there looking arrogant, with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth.
"Alas, Uncle Wen."
"Old man, why is it you, Takumi?"
Amu and his son asked with surprised expressions.
"Wow, the car was modified by that brat a few days ago, and it disappeared while playing with me."
Fujiwara Bunta said in a tone that said he hated iron.
I spent a long time looking for a racing engine on the black market, but this brat disappeared without saying a word. If I find this bastard, I can't beat him to death!
"Hey, kid, how about I come play with you?"
Fujiwara Bunta looked at Ryosuke Takahashi and said, originally he had no intention of entering the arena again.
But these little brats are a little too arrogant and need to be educated and educated.
"Although I'm a little disappointed that Takumi didn't come, it would be better if senior can come."
Takahashi Ryosuke suppressed the excitement in his heart and said respectfully.
After all, his initial target was actually Fujiwara Bunta. It was only after Fujiwara Bunta made it clear that he would not participate in the competition that he set his target on Fujiwara Takumi.
Unexpectedly, Fujiwara Bunta would come this time. For me, it was naturally a dream come true.
"Then, let's get started."
Fujiwara Bunta took out the cigarette butt and flicked it, and the cigarette butt immediately fell to the ground.
"Okay, right away"
"Buzz"
There was a huge roar, like a ferocious beast that appeared at midnight, and the entire ground seemed to be shaking at this moment.
This sound was even louder than Fujiwara Bunta’s appearance!
At this moment, all the professional racing drivers present looked down the mountain.
There, as a professional player, you naturally know something about engines.
Although Fujiwara Bunta's 86 was replaced with a professional racing engine, in the final analysis it could only barely catch up with the performance of the vehicles present in terms of power.
The rest is entirely up to your own skills.
But the sound of the engine at the bottom of the mountain.
I have never thought that I have never heard such a powerful engine sound.
It's like a licking dog seeing a goddess and can't help but be obsessed with it.
The next moment, a vehicle with a bright black body, like a shark with a Lamborghini logo on it, drove arrogantly into the field.
That domineering and arrogant posture made everyone, including Fujiwara Bunta, stand stunned.
"Holy shit!" Amu's eyes lit up when he looked at this car. He's so handsome, isn't he?
If I had this car, even I could be comparable to these professional racers!
"Dad, I want to buy this car!" Amu said with eagerness on his face as he watched his father swallow his saliva.
"Go away, I can't afford it!"
"Sorry, I'm late." The car door opened arrogantly.
Seeing the familiar figure and listening to the familiar voice, everyone was instantly confused.