As Qin Xin’s purple lightning raced toward the finish line, the referee announced the race results:
"1 minute and 1 second per lap! In this race, the Imperial Team’s car number 99 took the championship, and the champion is: Xihe!"
The entire venue erupted in thunderous applause.
Not just the Imperial Team’s fans, but almost all the foreign team fans, even fans from Continent A, stood up to applaud Qin Xin involuntarily.
This woman nad Xihe was truly impressive.
Her domineering racing style had transcended team boundaries, inspiring admiration and appreciation for her blazing speed and beauty across nations and races.
After the fierce applause subsided, people gradually pondered an important question: "Wait a minute, Xihe’s lap ti was 1 minute and 1 second just now? Did I hear that right? Is this... a world record break?"
The referee, smiling, announced: "Xihe has broken her record from five years ago, which is also the current world record for racing performance."
The crowd was in an uproar: "...!"
If rembered correctly, the previous world record for lap ti was 1 minute and 46 seconds, right?
Usually, when records are broken, it’s by a second or two, but this woman not only broke the record, she nearly cut the old record in half!
No wonder she just easily lapped Charlie 10 tis.
Charlie took nearly two hours to complete all 58 laps, while this woman finished them in less than an hour.
Truly terrifying.
Compared to the excitent in the audience, Qin Xin’s face was very calm, even a bit indifferent.
She got off the purple race car, didn’t accept the coach team’s flowers, and didn’t even bother to take the certificate of achievent.
She headed straight to the trackside, to Zhou Yu’s resting seat.
"Let check your injury."
Her brows were furrowed with seriousness, her tone left no room for refusal.
No matter how excited Zhou Yu was, no matter how much he wanted to discuss with his ntor about the advanced skill of overtaking in corners, executing a series of S-curves, and the cheeky move of carving "idiot" on Charlie’s car, Qin Xin only cared about his injury.
Helplessly, although Zhou Yu was two years older than Qin Xin, at this mont, he was like a little child in front of her, obediently said: "It doesn’t hurt anymore, Master, the dicine you gave worked wonders just now."
Qin Xin pinched a spot on his ankle, and Zhou Yu imdiately cried out in pain.
Qin Xin said in a stern tone: "That only relieves pain and soothes your surface injury just now; it won’t heal your old wound. Why didn’t you co to as soon as you got injured last year?"
Zhou Yu also felt aggrieved: "Master, I wanted to find you then, but I couldn’t... later, I lost the race and felt ashad to see you."
Qin Xin rembered that last year’s race was half a year ago, and at that ti, she had a minor accident and was in a coma in bed for three days, so she indeed couldn’t make it.
She rubbed her brow: "You need to keep applying dicine for your old injury. I’ll prescribe you a prescription, and you’re not allowed to practice racing this entire month. We’ll talk about it next season after it’s healed."
Then she asked him: "Was it Charlie who injured your foot last ti in Continent A?"
Zhou Yu shook his head: "It was his teammate Jack. Last year, Jack deliberately crashed into , denting my car door, and a steel pin pierced my bone. Although the referee disqualified him, Charlie could replace him to finish the race and won the championship. I couldn’t even walk and had to withdraw."
Qin Xin squinted her eyes.
"Which one is Jack?"
Zhou Yu: "The one standing next to the finish line, behind the referee, waiting for Charlie to take second place."
Qin Xin coldly spat out two words: "Double it."
Zhou Yu was puzzled: "What? Master, what do you an by double?"
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