Luo Disheng still didn't quite believe that he had his own pride, an pride that no one was allowed to trample on.

Lin Zifeng didn't say anything. It took him half an hour to earn two million, and he could also race with racing drivers. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with him.

Close the mountain road!

Lin Zifeng and Luo Disheng were ready.

Lin Zifeng controlled the clutch and accelerator. He was looking for the most perfect fit point between the clutch and the accelerator, because this fit point was an excellent opportunity to take the lead.

Hearing the roar of Lin Zifeng's engine, the smile on Lao Ma's face became even stronger.

"Obviously I am not a professional racing driver, but I am so skillful in controlling the fit between the throttle and clutch."

As a racing driver's coach, Lao Ma naturally sees much more than ordinary people.

"start!" ??

As the gunfire rang out, Lin Zifeng and Luo Disheng's cars rushed out almost at the same time. Smoke and dust were everywhere, but it could not stop Lin Zifeng from pursuing the ultimate speed.

Lin Zifeng opened his double pupil, and everything around him began to slow down.

His double-eyed eyes can slow down everything around him while also preventing his vision from being affected in any way.

Coupled with Lin Zifeng's mid-level Xuan-level reflexes and control, Lin Zifeng was able to distance himself from Luo Disheng in just three seconds.

If there is only one thing that Lin Zifeng is lacking in, it is his ultimate control over drift.

However, this is not a problem for Lin Zifeng.

He can quickly become familiar with the state of his car during drifting and make the best adjustments.

Through the monitoring, Lao Ma saw Lin Zifeng's drift becoming more and more skillful and perfect every time, and his face showed a look of shock.

"Such a strong adaptability. It would be a pity if such a person could not become a racing driver."

At this time, Luo Disheng had already felt the huge

Under heavy pressure, he can only have a slight advantage when drifting.

And this advantage is being equalized by Lin Zifeng at a very terrifying speed.

After just a few drifting efforts, he discovered that Lin Zifeng's drifting was no worse than his.

"How can this be?!"

Luo Disheng couldn't believe his eyes. He never thought that a person who was not a racing driver could be so strong.

However, what he didn't know was that Lin Zifeng was just adapting to the traffic jam and environment in the car.

After running halfway down the track, Lin Zifeng's speed suddenly increased again.

This time, Lin Zifeng achieved the ultimate in acceleration, control, and drift.

This kind of ultimate control can be said to be beyond everyone.

Lao Ma's eyes widened in disbelief.

"This...is this kid a professional racing driver, or a world-class professional racing driver?"

No wonder Lao Ma thinks so, mainly because the ability Lin Zifeng is showing now is really terrifying.

He now seriously suspected that Lin Zifeng had been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

Thinking of this, Lao Ma shook his head again and said: "No, let alone world-class, even if I know all the provincial-level racing drivers, there is no such person as Lin Zifeng."

At this time, Lao Ma felt that his three views had been subverted.

Compared to Lao Ma, Luo Disheng was even more stunned at this time. He saw Lin Zifeng keep distancing himself from him. In the end, he couldn't even see Lin Zifeng's taillights.

In twenty-one minutes and eighteen seconds, Lin Zifeng finished the track.

This result did not exceed the record left by the provincial champion, but Lao Ma knew that this was only because Lin Zifeng deliberately "let the water" in the first half, otherwise he would definitely break the record.

"The run is over. It's almost time. You can transfer the money." Lin Zifeng smiled. Luo Disheng still didn't believe it. He had his own pride, which no one was allowed to trample on.

Lin Zifeng didn't say anything. It took him half an hour to earn two million, and he could also race with racing drivers. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with him.

Close the mountain road!

Lin Zifeng and Luo Disheng were ready.

Lin Zifeng controlled the clutch and accelerator. He was looking for the most perfect fit point between the clutch and the accelerator, because this fit point was an excellent opportunity to take the lead.

Hearing the roar of Lin Zifeng's engine, the smile on Lao Ma's face became even stronger.

"Obviously I am not a professional racing driver, but I am so skillful in controlling the fit between the throttle and clutch."

As a racing driver's coach, Lao Ma naturally sees much more than ordinary people.

"start!"

As the gunfire rang out, Lin Zifeng and Luo Disheng's cars rushed out almost at the same time. Smoke and dust were everywhere, but it could not stop Lin Zifeng from pursuing the ultimate speed.

Lin Zifeng opened his double pupil, and everything around him began to slow down.

His double-eyed eyes can slow down everything around him while also preventing his vision from being affected in any way.

Coupled with Lin Zifeng's mid-level Xuan-level reflexes and control, Lin Zifeng was able to distance himself from Luo Disheng in just three seconds.

If there is only one thing that Lin Zifeng is lacking in, it is his ultimate control over drift.

However, this is not a problem for Lin Zifeng.

He can quickly become familiar with the state of his car during drifting and make the best adjustments.

Through the monitoring, Lao Ma saw Lin Zifeng's drift becoming more and more skillful and perfect every time, and his face showed a look of shock.

"Such a strong adaptability. It would be a pity if such a person could not become a racing driver."

At this time, Luo Disheng had already felt the huge

Under heavy pressure, he can only have a slight advantage when drifting.

And this advantage is being equalized by Lin Zifeng at a very terrifying speed.

After just a few drifting efforts, he discovered that Lin Zifeng's drifting was no worse than his.

"How can this be?!"

Luo Disheng couldn't believe his eyes. He never thought that a person who was not a racing driver could be so strong.

However, what he didn't know was that Lin Zifeng was just adapting to the traffic jam and environment in the car.

After running halfway down the track, Lin Zifeng's speed suddenly increased again.

This time, Lin Zifeng achieved the ultimate in acceleration, control, and drift.

This kind of ultimate control can be said to be beyond everyone.

Lao Ma's eyes widened in disbelief.

"This...is this kid a professional racing driver, or a world-class professional racing driver?"

No wonder Lao Ma thinks so, mainly because the ability Lin Zifeng is showing now is really terrifying.

He now seriously suspected that Lin Zifeng had been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

Thinking of this, Lao Ma shook his head again and said: "No, let alone world-class, even if I know all the provincial-level racing drivers, there is no such person as Lin Zifeng."

At this time, Lao Ma felt that his three views had been subverted.

Compared to Lao Ma, Luo Disheng was even more stunned at this time. He saw Lin Zifeng keep distancing himself from him. In the end, he couldn't even see Lin Zifeng's taillights.

In twenty-one minutes and eighteen seconds, Lin Zifeng finished the track.

This result did not exceed the record left by the provincial champion, but Lao Ma knew that this was only because Lin Zifeng deliberately "let the water" in the first half, otherwise he would definitely break the record.
Chapter completed!