When they saw Feng Shaokun's Ferrari take the lead and rush out of the corner, the entire scene imdiately erupted.
The two of them had been moving side by side just now, fighting to a standstill. Now, they had finally shaken off the gap.
"It's over. There should be no suspense."
"Yes, under this competition system, once the team takes the lead, it'll be very difficult for the team behind to pull back."
"After all, the vision is affected too much. Many operations will be affected. The driver will not dare to make a difficult overtaking action."
"Young Master Kun is more familiar with the track after all. It's reasonable for him to be ahead."
"That God is not bad. He was able to fight with Young Master Kun for such a long ti. He is already very strong."
"If he were to familiarize himself with the road conditions, I'm afraid that the outco of today's battle will still be unknown…"
Everyone was discussing with a regretful expression. In their opinion, there was no suspense in this match.
Without the headlights on, the driver's vision would be greatly affected, which would limit the use of skills. It would be very difficult to overtake.
And the match was indeed going according to their guesses.
In the following period of ti, even though Ye Feng tried to overtake them a few tis, he did not succeed.
Although it was all within everyone's expectations, they still felt that they were missing a little surprise.
However, this was a blind run after all, so they couldn't be too demanding. It was already very good to be able to compete like this.
Zhuang Xiaojiao's only hope now was for Ye Feng to return safely. As for the outco of the competition, she did not care at all.
Just when everyone thought that the match would end in this way, the situation on the field suddenly changed again.
The Ferrari and Blue Charm Night had already reached the final 'W' curve. Last ti, Ye Feng had turned the tables at this curve.
But this ti, no one thought that he could replicate the miracle.
After all, it was very dangerous to jump over the curve without turning on the lights.
A small mistake could cause the car to flip into a ditch and crash.
There was no need to take such a risk for a match.
But what Ye Feng did next shocked everyone.
When the two cars reached the last 'V' curve, the Blue Charm Night sped up again and leaped up from the side.
"Again?"
The audience imdiately exploded.
This magical scene happened again, but the difficulty level this ti was more than an order of magnitude higher than the previous ti.
With their vision severely obstructed, they could only rely on their senses to control the car.
If there was a slight deviation in speed, angle, and timing, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Even Feng Shaokun, who was in the Ferrari, thought the sa. He did not expect Ye Feng to dare to do such a thing.
However, the other party just did not play by the rules.
The Blue Charm Night leaped into the air like a whale leaping out of the water or an eagle flying out of its nest, stirring the hearts of the onlookers.
Bang!
The Blue Charm Night landed on the other side of the V-shaped curve.
However, there was a small mistake in the operation this ti. The front of the car had a small friction with the mountain on the other side, causing a series of small sparks.
But Ye Feng quickly stabilized his direction. He left the Ferrari behind and sped toward the finish line.
Feng Shaokun stopped the car and stared blankly in the direction of the Blue Charm Night, feeling a deep sense of defeat.
He had always been very confident in his racing skills, or rather, very proud.
He believed that at least in China, there were no more than five drivers who were stronger than him.
And before that, he even planned to take Ye Feng as his disciple and teach him his skills.
But reality gave him a hard slap.
If it was said that he lost to the other party the first ti because he was careless and did not expect the other party to make such a shocking move, it could be barely explained.
But now, he was defeated in the sa place, by the sa person, and in the sa way. This was a huge blow to him.
He wanted to take him as his disciple, but in the end, he was pressed to the ground and rubbed against twice.
Now, looking at his previous bragging, it had all beco a joke.
An unprecedented sense of humiliation surged in his heart. He stepped on the accelerator and chased after Ye Feng.
When he reached the finish line, he saw Zhuang Xiaojiao crying as she rushed into Ye Feng's arms.
The audience once again worshipped him.
"Great God, how did you do it? Under such circumstances, you were able to replicate the miracle of the previous round?"
"Otherwise, he's a god. The strength of a god is naturally not sothing you can imagine!"
"I wonder if the Great God is human? That kind of ability is completely beyond the scope of human understanding."
"Feng Shaokun's strength isn't bad, but who asked him to et a god like the Great God? He can only be beaten up."
"Great God, please accept my knees again…"
The flattery sounded like slaps on Feng Shaokun's face.
These cheers should have belonged to him, but this guy only used two gas to snatch away this glory.
And he, Feng Shaokun, was destined to be the foil and stepping stone of this new Racing King.
In the future, when people ntioned this new Racing King, they would make fun of him.
He couldn't accept this feeling.
He walked toward Ye Feng with a dark expression.
Those people who were praising Ye Feng imdiately dispersed.
Ye Feng was comforting Zhuang Xiaojiao who was crying in his arms, when he saw him walking over with a dark expression, he could not help but smile. "I'm sorry, you lost again."
Feng Shaokun stared at him. "Don't worry, I'll pay you the 1 million yuan."
Ye Feng waved his hand casually. "No need."
Feng Shaokun imdiately snorted. "I've always been a person who is willing to lose. Since I said that I would bet 1 million, I naturally won't go back on my word."
Then, he paused. "Do you dare to play another round?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard Feng Shaokun's challenge.
Again?
This ti, before Ye Feng could say anything, Zhuang Xiaojiao was already unwilling. "Brother Shaokun, are you done yet?"
In the previous match, she had been worried for Ye Feng. She would not let him take the risk again.
Feng Shaokun ignored her. He stared at Ye Feng. "I have never lost to soone twice. You are the first."
"You've beco my inner demon. If I don't defeat you, my racing career will be ruined."
Ye Feng had a faint smile on his face. "One more round and you will lose three tis to the sa person. You're not my match. Don't look for trouble."
When everyone heard his words, their faces revealed a strange expression.
He seed to be the first person who dared to say to Feng Shaokun that he was no match for him.
However, thinking about the other party's incredible driving skills, he did have the capital to be arrogant.
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