Chapter 402 The Semifinals Begin

Chapter 402 The Semifinals Begin

in the cheers of countless people.

The referee appeared at the edge of the starting line with a flare gun.

He silently watched the countdown on the big screen on the field.

Three, two, one.

bang~

A loud gunshot rang out, and a thin puff of smoke spread along the barrel into the sky.

Boom boom~

The speed of the engine reached its peak in an instant, and supercars jumped out of the starting line and ejected to start.

Those who can reach the semi-finals are not weak.

Many people are well aware of the importance of lane grabbing. If you can grab the innermost lane in advance, you can seize the opportunity and gain an invincible position.

"Come on~ Mercedes!"

"Come on, Yunxiang!"

"Go Go Go Go Ford Cobra!"

"..."

The atmosphere at the scene reached its peak in an instant.

The shouts of the audience, wave after wave, are like surging waves, trying to overturn the entire sky.

Thanks to the advantage of the tram's fast start, Jiang Lang was half a body ahead of the other vehicles in an instant when he started.

It's a pity that Yun Xiang only picked up the speed quickly at the start, and he didn't have an advantage in the continuous acceleration of the straight line.

Soon, it was overtaken by others.

In the CCTV live broadcast room, Wang Bingbing also worked as a part-time commentator. His voice was excited and his speech was fast, but his enunciation was clear and smooth, and there was no ambiguity in his pronunciation.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being an outstanding host and reporter of the younger generation of CCTV, and he still has abilities.

"The game has begun~

We can see that the Yunxiang a1, driven by the mysterious racing driver "Lang~", rushed out of the track first, pulled half of the front of the other drivers, and started very fast!

Followed by the Mercedes Hamilton, and the Ford Cobra...

Eh... The Yunxiang team, when they won the first place, did not block in advance, but allowed others to overtake smoothly. What's the situation? "

Wang Bingbing was a little confused, so he turned to look at the two guests behind him.

Jimmy Lin was also at a loss, but a glimmer of light flashed in Schumacher's eyes.

"He is warming up the car. I guessed right. Yunxiang's car is indeed inferior to other cars in some aspects of performance."

After a pause, he went on to say: "In the last race, I discovered that even though Yunxiang's racer also started, he gained an advantage ahead of time!

However, every time I get stuck, the speed of the car will drop significantly, and I can't keep the distance. I ran until the last few laps, and the speed of the car slowly increased.

I guess, Yunxiang is not yet perfect in terms of continuous acceleration!

at the same time...

In terms of braking, it may not be as good as expected.

This time, he didn't have a stall, probably because he wanted to give up the advantage of starting, let the car warm up in advance, and reach the limit speed as soon as possible.

In the second half of the game, he began to overtake. "

Everyone looked at Yunxiang a5, who had retreated to No.1 on the field, thoughtfully.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage was also agitated.

"I'll go, is the Rider so awesome?"

"Just watching the race, you can guess which aspect of the car's performance is insufficient."

"I just want to say: 666!"

"Speaking of which, if the car's brakes can't work, the mysterious driver "Lang~" would dare to stick to the wall and drift around corners. How confident is he in his own driving skills?"

"Fuck~ It's really scary when you say that!"

"The brakes don't work, and I still dare to come out to play the game. It's really desperate."

"..." There were many discussions in the live broadcast room.

The scene of the competition is also tense and exciting.

Jiang Lang raised his eyebrows slightly as he looked at the Mercedes, which was about 50 meters ahead of him.

Glancing at the dashboard, without any hesitation, he stepped on the accelerator to death.

Boom~

It was like a sleeping beast suddenly waking up.

Opening his fangs, he rushed forward recklessly, trying to tear apart all the opponents.

Jiang Lang's actions attracted the attention of countless people.

There was an uproar at the scene.

"Look~ Yunxiang has accelerated."

"It's the second-to-last lap, and I'm only speeding up now, isn't it a bit late?"

"I don't know, just watch."

"Fuck~ Look, what the hell is this?" A spectator, holding his head and pointing at the big screen on the field, was full of disbelief.

In the picture, a water-blue supercar drifts through corners at an incomprehensible angle.

Turn left, turn right, turn left again...

The steering wheel is turned back, the body is straightened, the gear is changed, and the straight line is rushed.

Everything looks so elegant, like a butterfly wearing flowers, dancing in the flowers, smart and beautiful.

Until, the screen freezes.

A long black mud print appeared on the track, with wisps of smoke rising from it.

The crowd instantly boiled.

"I'm going~ what is this?"

"Drifting against the wall? It seems wrong!"

"It feels a bit like drifting and cornering without slowing down?"

"The one in front, what are you kidding, who can control such a fast speed, without slowing down and cornering? It's no wonder that it doesn't roll over or skid..."

"Then what are you talking about, drifting against the wall, who can run so fast when drifting around corners?"

"It feels like I stepped on the brakes, but I didn't step on it..."

"This driver feels a bit evil!"

"..."

On the other hand, the game continues.

One, two, three...

Until the last lap, in the second half of the journey, Yunxiang a1 had already caught up, sticking tightly to the rear of Mercedes' car.

In this scene, not only the scene exploded, but even countless viewers in front of the TV and in the live broadcast room couldn't help standing up.

"Damn...fuck~ Are you really catching up?"

"It's so awesome! You can still catch up after falling behind so much."

"This car skill is really terrifying."

"I thought the game was over, but Yun Xiang suddenly went berserk."

"If the 7-time champion Hamilton is really defeated by "Lang`", it is estimated that his worth will plummet next year!"

"No.2 is now No. [-], the difference is not too big, the suspense of the game is very deep!"

"I don't know, who can win?"

"Wait a minute, we're going to the final three-in-a-row bend soon, and it's estimated that the winner will be decided there."

"..."

On the field, Hamilton looked at the water-blue supercar in the rearview mirror and cursed: "Fack~"

He thought that the victory of the game was already in his pocket.

Unexpectedly, Yun Xiang, who seemed to have chosen to give up, would suddenly come out at the last moment with a menacing attack.

Pursing his lips, Hamilton looked at the imminent death trifecta ahead, his eyes became more and more calm.

As the seven-time winner of F1, the contemporary car god, his pride does not allow himself to lose to an unknown person.

A person who has never even played a regular game, how can he beat me.

With a roar in his heart, Hamilton lightly pulled the handbrake, and the car's center of gravity shifted instantly, stepping on the clutch, engaging the block...

This series of dazzling operations has long been familiar to Hamilton.

The car was thrown out following the inertia, the steering wheel turned back, and the accelerator continued to be stepped on, maintaining a high speed and drifting through the corner.

And in the next second.

A water-blue supercar also crashed into the triple turn of death.