Nangong Lingyue also saw this scene and suddenly became furious.
"Shameless!" Nangong Lingyue snorted coldly.
"Cousin, Lu Yu's car is indeed very powerful, and his skills are not bad either."
"But after all, I have too little competition experience, and now I am stuck with Yang Junzhe." Dong Xiangming frowned and analyzed the situation at the scene.
"Hmph! If he hadn't deliberately stopped the car, Lu Yu would have overtaken him three turns ago."
Nangong Lingyue also frowned slightly and her tone was very unhappy.
"There is no way, the competition is like this, everyone will only remember the first player to cross the line."
"As for the process, no one will pay attention." Dong Xiangming sighed.
Soon, the two cars that were chasing each other rushed out of the sight of Nangong Lingyue and Dong Xiangming.
They had completed most of the drive, and were now spiraling up from the other side of the mountain range towards the top of the mountain.
Nangong Lingyue and Dong Xiangming slowly turned around and looked at the other crossing of the platform.
After a while, the two cars will rush out of the intersection, cross the line, and compete for the final lap.
"Buzz buzz!"
The roar of the engine echoed in the night sky around Huanlong Mountain.
Even though countless spectators around him were cheering loudly, the sound of the super strong air waves could not be concealed.
Nangong Lingyue and the two stood there and could clearly hear the roar coming from far to near.
It means that the two cars are gradually approaching the mountain top platform at this time.
If you stand on the track, you can even feel that the track is constantly vibrating.
Nangong Lingyue and the others, including several tall beauties holding small flags, as well as the audience on both sides of the track on the top platform...
Everyone stared at the crossing with wide eyes at this moment.
Can Lu Yu pass Yang Junzhe's vehicle?
"Buzz!"
Soon, the roar of the engine got closer and closer...
"Whoosh! Buzz!"
A purple Lamborghini made a sudden sprint, and the body of the car flew into the air, twenty or thirty centimeters above the ground, and then landed violently.
"Whoa!"
White Santana followed closely behind and rushed forward with a buzzing sound.
But Lu Yu's Santana has obviously more stable grip than the Lamborghini.
Therefore, Santana did not take off, which gave Lu Yu some advantages.
After all, when the car is in the air, it relies on the inertia of the car to move forward.
The forward speed is definitely not comparable to the speed of using tires to grip the ground.
"Boom!"
The two cars rushed across the starting point one after the other, crossed the platform, and rushed down the mountain again.
The last lap is the real battle of life and death.
Although compared with Yang Junzhe, Lu Yu was only less than two seconds behind.
But even if it takes half a second, first and second will be determined.
Nangong Lingyue frowned, a little worried, watching the two cars whizzing past.
The strong air flow stirred up by the car caused Nangong Lingyue's hair to sway in the wind.