The next day.
Xu Lin and Fernando arrived at the starting point of the race.
Their motorcycle race wasn’t the official Man Island TT.
The more formal Man Island TT includes the Superbike class, Supersport class, etc., and usually involves over a hundred participants.
Their race only had over thirty participants.
But quite a few spectators ca to watch.
On Man Island, motorcycle enthusiasts co to sweat it out every day.
There aren’t many places in the world where they can unleash their speed without concern.
Man Island is one of them.
Because the race is thrilling, many people co to watch.
"Xu, which bike are you planning to use?"
Fernando ca over.
The race Xu Lin was in belonged to the Superbike class, one of the two most prestigious events in the Man Island TT.
The reason it’s called the Superbike class is that the bikes must weigh at least 165 kilograms, and the vehicles can be extensively modified, with the rules being to complete six laps around Man Island.
Additionally, one lap is 60.7 kiloters long, usually taking 17 to 20 minutes to complete.
Xu Lin looked at these motorcycles, unfamiliar with them.
But he saw the BMW M1000RR.
He owned one of these bikes.
However, because this was the Superbike class, this one had been modified.
Simply put, it was more powerful than the one he had at ho.
"I’ll take this one!"
Xu Lin got on the bike, placed his hands on the handlebars, and felt a familiar sensation.
He twisted the throttle, turning in place three tis, the bike growling with deafening roars, leaving evident marks on the ground.
Due to the modifications, this bike had enormous power.
If one’s arm strength wasn’t sufficient, they wouldn’t be able to hold on, let alone ride it out at speed; perhaps a turn could fling soone off.
"Xu, how does it feel?" Fernando asked.
"Very good."
Xu Lin nodded.
anwhile, the staff brought a set of riding gear for Xu Lin.
This set of riding gear wasn’t custom-made, as Xu Lin entered the race at the last minute, and two custom suits naturally couldn’t be produced in ti, so they found the closest fit.
The set brought by the staff was worth more than half a million and could provide excellent protection for the rider.
But Xu Lin said, "Thanks, but I don’t need this gear for protection."
Huh?
The staff was taken aback.
"Sir, if you don’t wear this gear, the risk of injury or death in the race increases, with the least likely outco being severe injury," the staff quickly said.
"Xu, you don’t want this gear?"
Fernando thought he heard wrong.
"Correct."
Xu Lin’s expression was calm.
"Xu, this race is very dangerous."
Fernando continued, "Not wearing protection is akin to betting your life with God!"
"Don’t worry."
Xu Lin needed no specialized riding gear for protection.
In fact, he didn’t even need to wear a helt.
So when he appeared at the starting line on the modified BMW M1000RR, whether it was the audience or the riders, they all thought this person was insane.
Even wondering, is this guy an idiot?
At the speed of the Man Island TT race, if you complete a lap in eighteen minutes, you can cover about ten kiloters in three minutes; at such speed, can Xu Lin survive three minutes?
But Xu Lin didn’t care about these stares, his expression remained calm as always.
He was well aware that, given his extraordinary brain capacity, this race theoretically posed no problem.
He wanted to challenge himself.
With no protective gear at all.
But hypothetically, if he did crash, without protection, would he die or be severely injured?
Xu Lin felt, given his physical condition, severe injury was unlikely, mild injury was possible.
If it’s just a mild injury.
Then what’s there to fear?
With the sound of a gunshot.
Thirty-one motorcycles suddenly took off.
Including Xu Lin’s.
"My God, this Huaxia person is too crazy!"
"He might die here!"
"This is too reckless, and above all, he’s too daring!"
"May God protect him!"
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