God of Racing Chapter 145 142: Blown Engine

"Oh my God, what did I just see? Situ Yang just did a drift and achieved 7 ters per second?"

"What? That's impossible, wasn't it 5 ters per second just now?"

When Situ Yang continuously drifted through the fifth corner and achieved 7 ters per second, so racers who understood racing and could judge distance at a glance exclaid in surprise.

Of course, those who didn't understand naturally didn't believe it, but Bai Lingfeng said, "That's right, Situ Yang just did 7 ters per second."

As he spoke, excitent flashed in Bai Lingfeng's eyes.

"Really? Does that an there's still hope for tonight's race? That's great, go Situ Yang..."

"What do you an there's still hope? It's like we lost already. I told you Detained Situ Yang was hiding his strength. We won't know the result until the last mont of this race..."

"Haha, go Situ Yang, take down these little devils..."

After Situ Yang showcased his ability to achieve 7 ters per second, the people who had been repressed earlier beca excited. Although they hadn't yet surpassed Koji Kenjin, those who saw hope at this mont were all thrilled and cheering for Situ Yang.

Watching those excited and thrilled people, Bai Lingfeng sighed slightly, "The patriotic fervor of our people is indeed high. Just a little bit of hope excites them to this degree. If we really win, what would it be like? But, if we lose..."

Bai Lingfeng glanced at Ye Xuan and recalled the deep confidence in Ye Xuan's eyes when she ntioned that they would definitely win as long as Ye Qiu was there, feeling a bit astonished inside.

Bai Lingfeng knew Ye Xuan very well, and she was not the type to speak empty words, nor was there any need to.

"Why is Xiao Xuan so confident that just having Ye Qiu will ensure a win?"

Bai Lingfeng furrowed his brows, staring at the LED screen at Ye Qiu in the Wiesmann car, thinking to himself, "Could this guy really be the one?"

Thinking of a possibility, a hint of surprise flashed in Bai Lingfeng's eyes, but at this mont, soone suddenly exclaid, "Quick, quick, look, Koji Kenjin is rounding the corner. What? He's improved again, reaching a distance of one second per 10 ters. How are we supposed to compete at this rate..."

"Oh man, 10 ters per second? Has Fujiwara Takumi's apprentice gone mad? How did he teach him this? How is this even possible? Is he even human?"

"My God, is this just to torture us? How can he be this strong? Tonight's race, sigh..."

The continuous drift of 10 ters per second cast a shadow over the hope ignited by Situ Yang's improvent, instantly quenching their spirits with a cold splash of water.

At the sa ti, they were shocked and fearful of Koji Kenjin's display of strength, worrying about the future of Huaxia's racing.

Being in the sa division with a freaky country like RB ans that as long as Huaxia doesn't have a strong racer, they will always be suppressed.

Being overshadowed by the little devils, that feeling is truly unpleasant...

...

"Dammit..."

In the Wiesmann, just as Situ Yang felt hopeful and battle-ready due to his own progress and was closing in on Koji Kenjin, he suddenly saw the opponent doing continuous drifts and achieving 10 ters per second at the corner, frightening him to the point of breaking his own drift streak.

This caused his speed to slow significantly, and the ground he had just gained was instantly lost.

Ye Qiu slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Koji Kenjin's taillights gradually disappearing ahead, and thought to himself, "This guy has so skills. I wonder how strong Fujiwara Takumi really is. I rember my continuous drifts a few months ago reached 14 ters per second. I wonder how I'd compare to Fujiwara Takumi now?"

"Damn, what a pain..."

Just then, Ye Qiu heard Situ Yang's angry curse and noticed the Wiesmann's body slightly swaying, realizing that Situ Yang's emotions were unstable. He said, "Don't let it disturb your mind. The opponent only managed 10 ters per second on continuous drift. There's nothing to be afraid of!"

Situ Yang was stunned for a mont, then looked angrily at Ye Qiu and said, "Easy for you to say; it's 'only' continuous drift of 10 ters. Do you even know what that ans? Do you just talk big?"

Seeing Ye Qiu remain silent, Situ Yang continued, "If you're not going to put in any effort, then shut up and don't distract ."

Having said that, he cursed under his breath, "What a jinx, bringing along such a burden!"

Hearing Situ Yang's muttered curses, Ye Qiu furrowed his brows tightly, hesitated for a mont, and then said, "Let drive!"

"You drive?"

Situ Yang glanced at Ye Qiu and laughed coldly, "Though you were once great, and you've improved a lot now, do you really think you can compete with Koji Kenjin? Get real. Forget your past glory; this is a race, and there's no room for jokes."

"Let drive. I will win!" Ye Qiu said.

Situ Yang sneered and said, "You'll win? That's sick. You can't even outrun , and you think you can beat Koji Kenjin? Save it! Alright, just shut up and if you chatter on, get out of the car..."

At that mont, Situ Yang was so enraged by Koji Kenjin that he'd lost his composure. With red eyes, he was madly stepping on the gas pedal, and the engine was roaring.

Ye Qiu knew Situ Yang was furious, so he didn't argue with him and instead listened to the Wiesmann's engine, thinking to himself, "Running like this, in less than five minutes, the engine will blow!"

...

"Boom!"

Indeed, in less than five minutes, three minutes later, a bang ca from the Wiesmann's hood, and then the car crashed into the guardrail and stopped.

Inside the car, Situ Yang sat dumbly with his hands on the steering wheel, his eyes flickering, lost in thought.

After a while, Situ Yang suddenly hugged the steering wheel and started crying, "I lost, I lost, I'm really useless..."

Seeing the heartbroken Situ Yang, Ye Qiu sighed and then thought to himself, "Fle, get ready to initiate Super Driving!"

...

And at the mont Situ Yang's car blew a cylinder, the people in front of the LED screen at the foot of Baling Mountain erupted.

Even though they'd been suppressed by Koji Kenjin earlier, and were intimidated by the strength he displayed, filling them with dread and hopelessness.

But seeing Situ Yang still persevering, desperately trying to catch up, there was still a sliver of hope deep inside their hearts that he might perform a miracle.

But with Situ Yang's car engine blowing up, everything turned to dust.

Watching the LED screen showing the car crashed into the guardrail, black smoke rising, and frozen in place, everyone helplessly sighed, and so even cried, while others disappointedly prepared to leave.

Yet at that mont, the screen displayed a scene that made everyone pause in surprise.