"Oh God, where did you find the beauty? She was born for the track!"
"Her racing skills are perfect! Jeffrey and I can't stop her!"
"She is the last driver I want to meet in the world's second league!"
"What? Ling Yang? I'm sorry. With all due respect, she's certainly better than Ling Yang! But it's strange that her running method makes me feel familiar..."
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After the award ceremony, the video of division C was finally sorted out and released.
In the first half of the race, Lin Yan didn't exert himself out of caution. Towards the middle of the race, Lin Yan no longer wasted time and began to catch up with the vehicles in front step by step.
"Sleeping trough! Just... What passed just now?"
A racing driver in the sixth place only felt that a silver racing car had overtaken him like a silver snake, and it was still stuck at the critical point of the road boundary in an extremely steep curve.
When he reacts, he only has time to look at each other's car exhaust and the No. 8 words on the car.
Carl in the first place and Jeffrey in the second place looked at each other, and they were ready to kill Mo Shuyun, the Chinese racer who had been biting behind.
Foreign racers have always looked down on Chinese racers, and joint targeting is also common.
Mo Shuyun had been on guard and dared not bite too tightly, but he still couldn't resist the joint attack of the two people in front.
Seeing that they were about to be squeezed out of the track, suddenly a silver shadow passed between the three cars at a tricky angle, smoothly and continuously surpassed Mo Shuyun, Jeffrey and Carl with an S-shaped curve, and jumped directly to the first position.
Carl and Jeffrey were directly stupid. They didn't expect that under the simultaneous attack of them, someone could break the defense and directly surpass them all.
The first one was taken away. Naturally, they ignored Mo Shuyun and hurriedly stepped on the accelerator to catch up with the silver vehicle in front.
"Shit... Goddess... It's so handsome..." Mo Shuyun stared at the front No. 8 vehicle with lingering fear. If Lin Yan hadn't rushed over suddenly just now, he would have turned out of the track by now.
Carl and Jeffrey catch up, but unexpectedly, they can't even see each other's car exhaust. An unprecedented fear slowly emerges in their hearts.
It's amazing that someone can let them have no chance to fight back even if they join hands. Every defense is as airtight as iron.
No. 8
Aurora team
Where did this figure come from?
Then there was the one-sided rolling without suspense. Lin Yan didn't give Carl and Jeffrey the chance to pursue, and directly broke through the end all the way.
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The award ceremony is over.
Lin Yan returned to the stage and directly handed the championship trophy to Mo Shuyun.
The results of the aurora team are very good. Mo Shuyun and Qi Feng have also entered the top 16. Yunxuan is still the fourth. With Lin Yan as the first, we can definitely win a lot of sponsorship this time.
Those racing drivers who had always had an opinion on the aurora team have all shut up now, and they don't dare to mention anything about Lin Yan's apology at all.
Just as Lin Yan was about to find water to drink, a racing driver rushed over and quickly handed Lin Yan the water in his hand, "chief... Chief, drink water!"
Immediately following another Racer nearby, he handed a white towel, "corps, towel!"