"Yeah, brothers, before the competition, I still have to say a few nonsense." Wang Zhengdao stood in front of a row of motorcycles with a big brother's demeanor. He said: "Let's play in the lane and be a human being. If you disturb the people because of playing with the car, it is injustice; if you hurt people, it becomes an evil way. As for the same thing, whoever hits someone will get out of this team. I don't welcome the evil way here! Start!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom!" The sound of the motorcycle engine came one after another. Yang Zheng, holding the starting gun in his hand, pinching his ear and shouting: "3,2,1"

Bang! With a crisp gunshot, the ten motorcycles ready to go quickly left the starting line.

There is a large straight road about 700 meters long in front and behind the starting line. On this high-speed straight road, the disadvantages of the unprofessional Ducati 600 in Tang and Song were fully demonstrated. After a long time of talking, at that moment, with a rapid whistling sound, colorful motorcycles had already passed by Ducati like the wind. In the blink of an eye, Tang and Song were left to the end.

"Hey, have the rules changed? The last one was changed to the champion?" Wang Yuanchang, who did not participate in the first group of competitions, did not hide his ridicule of Tang Song at all. Chang Dexing, who was beside him, also echoed: "Haha, the so-called awesome people are nothing more than that."

Wang Zhengdao asked Yang Zheng beside him and said, "What do you think?"

Yang Zheng frowned and said, "He has good skills, but his car is too bad. Under this situation, it would be good to be able to enter the top five."

Chang Dexing said: "The car difference is not the main reason, and the adjustment of his car is not good. I guess he will only get the eighth and ninth at most."

"Eighth and ninth? In my opinion, it would be nice to finish the race." Wang Yuancheng said on the side: "We won't talk about the technology and the condition of the car for the time being. The key is that he is not familiar with the track. Drivers who often run this track can know where the next corner will be entered with their eyes closed. Can he know? The most disgusting thing is that he is still the most beautiful girl in the whole game. I feel sorry for it if it breaks. You shouldn't let him participate in the competition."

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "Isn't he good to participate in the competition? He increased the chances of winning the championship for each of the remaining nine people."

Chang Dexing finally concluded: "The car is not good, the adjustment is not good. If you don't adapt to the track, you will participate directly. Just like that, he dares to say that he wants to be the first. Does he think he is Valentino Rossi?"

At this time, everyone's walkie-talkie was heard at the same time - Damn, that newcomer is so awesome!

At this time, the ten motorcycles had already opened up a gap. The person in the leading position was nothing but Jiang Feng, who was determined to defend the title, followed by two Yamahas. The straight path of the second lap ended soon, and the team entered Turn 1 again. Jiang Feng, who was the first to slow down into the corner, and the other cars behind him also slowed down one after another. However, one car did not slow down, which was the Ducati of Tang and Song. After adapting to the first lap of the main race, Tang and Song began to exert force in the second lap.

"The new arrival has greatly delayed the brakes, and Honda and Kawasaki in front have entered his attack range!" The person who spoke was a younger brother of Wang Zhengdao. At this time, he was sitting on a steel rack and using a walkie-talkie to convey the competition message. His tone was very similar to the commentator of a motorcycle GP.

Using the time difference obtained by delaying the brake, Tang Song quickly surpassed the two cars in front and successfully seized the curve entry route. When he was about to approach the cornering center, Tang Song adopted a brake oil supply tactic that only professional drivers would use. The harsh braking sound passed, and Ducati rushed through the cornering center with an inclination that made the drivers afraid. After releasing the brakes, Tang Song's cornering speed was much faster than other drivers. At this moment, he successfully surpassed a Honda. At this moment, Jiang Feng had passed the sixth slow inward turn at high speed, and he had already thrown the two Yamahas behind him away 7 or 8 parking spaces.

"Danger, Ducati can't get into No. 3 at this speed." Before the previous voice on the intercom fell, the other sounded - it had already entered the corner, but it was difficult to get out of the corner. If you can't maintain balance, you will rush out of the track!

"They don't know his big inclination, and this person's skills are absolutely first-class." Wang Zhengdao, who looked very leisurely, said with his hands wrapped around his chest.

At this time, the most uncomfortable person in the audience was Qin Simu. Ducati's huge inclination as close to the ground had exceeded the limit she could bear. At this moment, she was like rolling into the abyss, sinking continuously but could not reach the bottom. At this moment, she had no choice but to hug Tang Song tightly, and hugging her tighter and tighter.

Tang Song used the huge inclination angle of his knees to almost touch the ground to maintain the balance of the car body. Ducati roared and went out of the corner, and two more cars were left behind by him.

After 9 consecutive laps of succession between plum blossoms, Tang Song got closer to the two Yamahas in front, and he had successfully advanced to the No. 1 Group. But the situation was getting worse and worse. The keen sense of the super champion driver made Tang Song clearly feel the performance of this Ducati. He could not squeeze the performance of the racing car too much, which was also the reason why he was unable to lead. At this time, Jiang Feng in front had already entered the last turn 16 of the track, and he would soon start his 10th lap.

The track is racing against time, and there is no difference under the track. Wang Zhengdao's younger brothers distributed throughout the track are summarizing new data. At this time, inspiring news came from the walkie-talkie - 13 minutes, 7 seconds, 6, Jiang Feng entered the 10th lap, breaking the record.

After learning the news, Wang Zhengdao immediately asked Yang Zheng: "What is the original record of Jiang Feng?"

Yang Zheng immediately said: "It's done in 13 minutes and 10 seconds."

"Where is that person's record?" Wang Zhengdao turned around and asked Wang Yuancheng.

"I'm afraid I'll let you down." Wang Yuancheng said: "12 minutes 55 seconds 2, it's still a shortcoming."

The sound on the intercom did not stop - my god, 13 minutes, 9 seconds, 5, that novice also broke the record of the same period.

"How is it possible? He was so much behind just now?" Wang Yuancheng immediately asked on the walkie-talkie. "Brother, is there something wrong with your watch?"

"No problem." Yang Zheng pointed to the distance of the track with one hand and said to Wang Yuancheng: "The novice you mentioned is already surpassing Jiang Feng."

Before Yang Zheng finished speaking, two motorcycles rushed past them one after another.

Because of the poor condition of the car, Tang Song did not dare to compete with Jiang Feng's BMW Motorrad on the straight road for speed. He was retained and was widened by his opponents. However, Tang Song's advantage in the curve was enough to make up for the losses on the straight road. After going out of Turn 2, Ducati got closer to BMW again.

In a blink of an eye, the two sides, who were in a stalemate, arrived at Turn 5, which was a three-consecutive turn. At this time, Jiang Feng was accelerating along the normal inside line and driving out the first turn of the three-consecutive turn. Unexpectedly, Ducati suddenly rushed out of the inside line at high speed against the shoulder. Ducati quickly tapped over BMW and pressed the line to seize the advantageous position of attacking and beating. Afterwards, Tang Song, who used the delayed brake to the extreme, quickly threw away Jiang Feng and then went into the corner. When Jiang Feng entered the corner, he was surpassed by Tang Song and left three parking spaces. As the continuous curves deepened, the gap between the two sides continued to widen.

Ducati was invincible on the bend, and BMW could not stand it. When Tang and Song crossed the heart of the last bend, his leading advantage was enough to make up for Ducati's disadvantage in the straight. 300 meters out of the bend was the finish line, and Tang and Song took the lead on the straight line, and the champion was within reach.
Chapter completed!