Now, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
As a Korean, under no circumstances does he want to see Chen Xiangbei win at the Lingyan Circuit. The sight of that bright red flag on the podium, accompanied by the triumphant national anthem, would be nothing short of an insult to the Korean audience on site.
Moreover, in the introduction to the South Korean Lingyan Circuit, Chen Xiangbei’s record and na will be eternally engraved. He will be seen as the ruler of the track.
Although the second-place finish also made Park Dongxu sowhat uncomfortable, as the saying goes, the runner-up is the biggest loser; it is a situation reluctantly acceptable under helpless circumstances.
Let everything end ahead of schedule!
"Park, do you believe in miracles?"
Red did not answer directly but asked in return.
"No, I don’t!"
Park Dongxu understood what Red wanted to say and imdiately gave a negative response.
"I didn’t really believe in the past either, but I’ve seen too many miracles happen to Xiangbei."
"Maybe we’ll witness one again."
Red smiled when reason and emotion were at odds.
He chose to believe in miracles!
On the track, two cars were racing at full speed, and beneath the visor, Chen Xiangbei’s face was tinged with a strange flush.
The continuous high-intensity pursuit and offensive-defensive battle consud far more stamina than imagined. The high level of concentration and emotional exhilaration ant that Chen Xiangbei was giving his all.
Fighting spirit, battle intent, desire to win, longing for the championship...
All these thoughts converged to a peak, and even the adrenaline in his body surged, with his blood rushing to his head.
1.47 seconds, 1.33 seconds, 1.02 seconds!
As the laps gradually shortened, the distance between Chen Xiangbei and Vettel also steadily narrowed.
Nobody anticipated that under practically identical conditions, Chen Xiangbei relied on subjective willpower to forcibly equalize the performance gap between the cars, his lap speed absolutely faster than Vettel’s!
Though Vettel isn’t renowned for absolute speed, he definitely ranks among the historical elite, although the Mars Rover’s performance overshadowed much of his driving prowess.
Or put more directly, in comparison to drivers of Schumacher’s and Verstappen’s caliber, Vettel isn’t lacking in skill but in stability and emotional steadiness.
"Mr. Xiangbei, go for it!"
From the outdoor command post, Mizutani Sho and the others couldn’t help but murmur.
At this mont, tactics and instructions had beco aningless. It purely depended on the driver’s perseverance and performance, with only one last opponent remaining in front of them.
On a patch of grass outside the fence, Perez was sitting there watching the final showdown between Chen Xiangbei and Vettel. Since his crash, he hadn’t returned to the pit but chose to sit here and collect himself.
Many drivers, after an accident, especially when caused by their own handling mistakes, choose to sit alone outside the track fence or return to the driver’s lounge to calm down.
Perez chose the forr.
He knew well that this mistake didn’t spell the end of his career. He must learn from the experience and improve his driving skills to earn that valuable ticket to a full-ti driver seat.
Sitting outside the fence, feeling the cars whizzing by at the closest distance, and watching his rivals’ exquisite control inside the paddock, Perez thought he could learn sothing from it.
But it was only Chen Xiangbei who truly allowed him to perceive a qualitative change!
This teammate’s speed and consistency, to so extent, had surpassed simulator training, with Chen Xiangbei truly improving constantly, each lap faster than the last.
If this trend continued, Vettel wouldn’t be able to stop Chen Xiangbei!
Truth be told, Perez at this mont couldn’t quite comprehend, despite equal efforts, equivalent simulator training, identical setup plans and pit strategies, why he was still so far behind Chen Xiangbei.
Even without crashing, he would still have been left far behind.
Is this what they call talent?
Not only did Perez notice it, but Red Bull Racing Team, upon seeing the gradually closing data, also felt an ominous premonition in their hearts.
How could the Chinese Kid drive the HRT racing car this fast?
At this mont, Horner felt a mix of emotions, pondering whether to let Weber pit first and then try to block Chen Xiangbei again.
Even if ultimately unable to block, as long as they could stall for ti, the current situation wouldn’t be as perilous.
However, there’s no "if" in reality. Horner knew that the more crucial the mont, the more steadfast the belief in the drivers and even the team’s confidence had to be.
Thus he pressed the communication button to remind Vettel, "Vettel, North will enter your slipstream zone on the next lap, with five laps remaining in the race. Do not give your opponent any overtaking opportunities."
"Rember, you are the driver who created countless historical records."
Indeed, before Chen Xiangbei entered the F1 Paddock, nurous youngest driver records in history were created by Vettel, and even Hamilton couldn’t surpass him in this regard.
Furthermore, unlike the average "miscellaneous armies," Vettel spent his entire career under the spotlight, enjoying the utmost top-tier developnt and expectations.
And he more than lived up to these expectations, advancing steadily toward becoming a world champion.
Chen Xiangbei is rely another stumbling block!
[Slipstream Zone?]
Upon hearing Horner’s reminder, Vettel’s heart skipped a beat.
Top drivers have an excellent sense of distance. Truth be told, from his rearview mirror, seeing the black and orange #13 car drawing closer, Vettel already knew Chen Xiangbei was closing the distance between the two cars.
Vettel just didn’t expect that his opponent would close in to within 1 second so quickly!
"Copy."
With a simple answer, Vettel appeared calm.
Now, he’s already in his third year in the paddock, having confronted countless top drivers before, and he understands that losing is acceptable, but fear is not.
If you lose, you can eventually co back.
Fear and you’ll be defeated forever.
Besides, why should Chen Xiangbei make him afraid?
In terms of basics, achievents, experience, or even driving skills.
Vettel believed his opponent was inferior to him in every way!
However, so things aren’t won rely through confidence. By the fifty-third lap, Chen Xiangbei had reached within 0.5 seconds of the back of Vettel’s car, nearly touching distance in F1 racing terms.
But this ti, even when positioned to attack from the slipstream behind, Chen Xiangbei didn’t launch a typically aggressive assault on the car in front. Instead, he just stayed closely tailing it, as if engaging in psychological warfare intending to apply pressure.
The issue is, applying pressure to the car in front and expecting the opponent to make a pressured mistake requires accumulating pressure over multiple laps.
With only two laps remaining in the race, there’s no ti for Chen Xiangbei to impose pressure.
Additionally, Vettel isn’t so rookie; his supposedly weak ntality is only relative to the unyielding wills of Schumacher and Alonso, roughly at the level of Russell or Leclerc.
Other so-called diocre-level competitors simply aren’t worthy of comparison with him.
"Isn’t North attacking yet?"
Williams Team manager Pal, quite puzzled, asked the owner next to him. The owner, far more experienced in racing, might understand North’s intent.
"Pal, do you know what a killer does before they act?"
Sir Williams asked back.
"No, I don’t."
Pal shook his head. How is this related to killers?
"Wait, wait for the opportune mont to deliver a lethal blow."
"Wait?"
"Even if North is waiting, on what grounds does he think he can deliver a fatal blow to Vettel?"
Pal disagreed with owner Sir Williams’s thoughts.
North isn’t a killer nor has the capacity to take Vettel out with a single strike!
"Only one lap remains; you’ll soon know the answer."
While the two were conversing, the race reached the fifty-fifth lap, which was also the final lap of the F1 Korean Grand Prix.
So impatient Korean spectators simply stood up to cheer for Vettel’s anticipated victory, unwilling to believe that in this final lap, Chen Xiangbei could smash the superstar future successor of Schumacher, the German wonderkid.
Through the visor, watching the eager-to-celebrate crowd, Chen Xiangbei quickly downshifted a gear and floored the throttle, knowing the mont had arrived!
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