This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 178

"Before this game, Drift Stream was just a regional style of play. After this game..."

Jiang Wuyang smiled as he watched Zhou Yun rush off the track first.

Drifting will completely change the entire mecha girl racing industry. Within the same competition system, drifting can create such a huge gap. Which team doesn’t want to take control? They are crazy, right?

Maybe Zhou Yun was lucky in the first round, but what about the second round?
I'm afraid that in the two months leading up to the provincial competition, the racing industry will be like a boiling pot, churning over and over again.

"Haha, this year's S-League is finally not a stagnant place."

Then he looked at Jiang Xiyue who was gathering inspiration on the side, and said with a smile: "Xiyue, with this game, Guanglun should be able to let you play soon..."

Jiang Xiyue suddenly came out of her thoughts of 'copying Zhou Yun': "I..."

"Okay, okay, I understand."

……

Under the blue sky, the drivers rushed across the starting grid one after another and ran towards the maintenance workshop of their own team.

Zhou Yun slowly stopped the Jackdaw and stared at the various maintenance tools hanging in front of him and the tires stacked on the side, in a daze.

"Zhou Yun? Zhou Yun? What's wrong with you?"

Hearing the sound of the jackdaw, Zhou Yun gradually reacted and said with a smile: "Nothing."

After the lap time reached 449, he clearly felt a layer of membrane that prevented him from breaking through to the 450 mark.

Although this data has far exceeded the speed of C-level competition and is approaching the speed scale of B-level competition, it looks very scary, but it seems that it cannot be broken through.

Even if all eight talents are used, it is probably difficult to surpass this data, because this is the physical limit determined by the curves of the track.

When you enter a corner, you need to slow down and consider tire friction and kinetic stability.

Even when drifting, this numerical limit still exists, and you can only find ways to increase the speed and acceleration out of the corner.

This addition becomes slower as it reaches the peak, and will eventually converge to a certain limit.

Now it seems that he has explored the limits of the 'Drift Flow', but is it really so?

Zhou Yun shook his head: "Let's do the repairs first."

Then he got out of the car, looked up at the warm midday sun, recalled the wind on the track, and couldn't help laughing.

"Lao Zhang, I really hope you... you better not come and just ignore what I said!"

"I never said that!!!"

On the other side, outside Feijing’s maintenance room.

Liu Yu walked out of the maintenance room, took off his helmet, shook off the sweat on his head, and raised his head.

He looked at the clouds floating in the sky and squinted his eyes.

It’s not because the sunlight is too glaring, but because the clouds in the sky are so high and scary.

The third round, can we really win?
Is there anyone else to fight?
Even if he stacked the North Sea to 200 layers, he could only reach a speed of about 12 after running 443 laps, and this was still the theoretical limit.

I'm afraid that the remaining eight laps won't even cover one kilometer, because the limit is there.

If it weren't for Zhou Yun, this number would be a nightmare for other players!
But now, this data is really not enough...

"Fei Jing has decided to withdraw from the next round of competition."

Feijing's manager came over, his tone filled with a hint of helplessness. After the second round of competition, Yun Yi still chose to double the points.

We can’t win the points battle anymore.

"This is no longer viable. Let the fleets in the provincial capital take care of the headaches."

After saying that, he laughed: "Liu Lingling from the Dianyun team was so arrogant, she said she would take over our driving range and that's it."

"I wonder what expression he'd have when he met Zhou Yun, the racing god?"

"These idiots are here to mock us Jingyun? Let them experience what it feels like to be targeted by the Death Star!"

Liu Yu also laughed. He was not surprised by the manager's decision.

Indeed, Feijing’s strategy is not to rush to the higher S game this year, but to use the S game to build its own prestige and dominate the Yunnan-Guizhou region.

Now with such results, they will be competitive enough in the D and C level competitions in the next two years.

There's no need to embarrass yourself again in the third game.

"Yeah, even if we use all eight talents in the third round, the Yunyi team will probably be faster."

"The second game was won by Zhou Yun, and we couldn't win the points game either."

The Feijing manager waved his hands in frustration. Although he was very unwilling, he still said, "Don't be discouraged. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. You are also tired after this game."

"Take a rest now."

Liu Yu nodded lightly, then looked up at the sky.

"I see."

When you don’t know how to win, simply admitting defeat is also a good strategy.

But for some reason, his fists clenched.

He suddenly remembered the final battle between Tan Tonglu and Zhou Yun. If it were Tan Tonglu, what would he choose in the last game?

Rong Zheng glanced at the direction of Yun Yi's convoy and began to hesitate.

If Tan Tonglu were still there, he might be able to fight Zhou Yun.

Now, there is only one Zhao Wen...

"Zhao Wen, are you sure you want to play this game?"

"Of course. When have I, Zhao Wen, ever run away? I can lose, but I'm not a coward!"

Zhao Wen's tone was quite intense. He now completely understood how much Zhou Yun had cheated in the competition at Xiaoyunshan Racing Track that day.

So he is the ant at the elephant's foot?

When Zhao Wen thought about this, his mentality completely exploded.

"At least we have to fight to the end!"

"Okay, we at Xin Chiyue will play with you till the end. What do you think about the next game?"

Zhao Wen spread his hands in a very single manner: "Not yet."

Rong Zhenglie grinned, he knew it!
"alright."

At the same time, in front of Chongguang's maintenance room, manager Lu Yang looked at Kong Cheng and returned the helmet to him.

"Are you sure you want to continue running in the final round? Our strategy in the points battle has failed. We, Chongguang..."

Kong Cheng smiled and said, "In another six months, I'll be going back to my hometown to butcher pigs. Before that, I don't want to leave any regrets at the S League."

Lu Yang patted Kong Cheng on the shoulder and laughed: "You have been in Chongguang for seven years. Chongguang will definitely ensure that you play well in your last S game."

"This is the last game. There's no strategy. Just play it to your heart's content."

The midday sun gradually moved away from the highest point in the sky, and the staff on the track had already cleaned the track.

A new round of advertisements sounded along with the whistle, and everyone knew that the final S game was about to begin.

The staff of the event team came to the Yunyi team reluctantly, and checked the Jackdaw six times in two rounds!
No matter how low his emotional intelligence is, he knows that he is now on the same level as a dog in the eyes of Yu Yunyi's team, but there is no other way, he must come.

"One last confirmation, are you sure these are the talents that will be playing in the final round?"

Manager Ye nodded: "Yes, it is these talents."

"Well then, please drivers and pilots move to the starting grid."

Zhou Yun put on his helmet, got into the cockpit of the Jackdaw, fastened his seat belts one by one, and asked himself.

"Can the cornering limit of the drift flow be broken through?"

All the contestants drove their cars out of the maintenance lane and into the starting grid.

The game came to the last round, and the swaying frost and snow in front of the starting grid attracted the attention of the entire network, and heated discussions continued across the network.

During the race, Zhou Yun's lap time had already been on the hot search twice.

449 km/h, lap time under two minutes...

This data weighs on the minds of every driver, making newcomers bow their heads and confusing old drivers.

This isn't the S1 era!
Especially the fleets from other cities in Cainan Province, they dare not even breathe now, because in two months, they will face the horror of the Death Star!

There are many bends, and Zhou Yun's drifting can continue to burst out.

If there are not enough bends, then the jackdaw will use data to beat you.

how to spell?
"..."

"Where on earth did this mechanic come from?"

"Fortunately, his speed should have reached its theoretical limit. At this speed, we can still consider strategies. We have two months of preparation time..."

"Yes."

There was a heated discussion online about how to beat the drift trend, and everyone immediately focused their attention on the era before S3, when racing was flourishing and brilliant.

Every day, there will be new ways to play with mecha girls, and every day there will be different driving skills theories brought up.

It was truly a golden age.

"Wasn't it Yan Jin who first modified the kinetic energy stabilization system? It wasn't possible back then, but it's possible now..." "Yes! And the intake and exhaust compression strategy, combined with Tan Tonglu's approach, shouldn't it be possible..."

"And there's also the ground-effect turbulence gameplay. Even if the Death Star comes, it'll be a disaster. We couldn't do it back then, so why should we do it now..."

Netizens began to fantasize about the event to the extreme, but were soon interrupted by a whistle before the starting grid.

The last game has begun.

This time, with the activation of Jackdaw's third skill, Zhou Yun achieved a higher starting speed and surpassed Liu Yu by more than two car bodies in an instant.

By the time the fifth person, Zhao Wen, started driving Rhine, the Jackdaw had already escaped from her skill range.

It is no longer possible to attack by surprise like in the last round.

This round, without a doubt, will be a drift show by Zhou Yun and Jackdaw.

"There's no doubt that Zhou Yun is now unstoppable, but the other teams do have a plan, and it's still the same strategy from the first game."

The commentator scratched his head and analyzed the situation of each team. "That is to firmly contain Pan An and drive him to the back of the team. Then, block the track to prevent Zhou Yun from lapping and breaking through. Wait for their own number one driver to catch up."

"But what's the point? As long as Zhou Yun maintains the lead, the Yunyi team will have won the race."

"They can't push Zhou Yun behind sixth place."

Next to the audience seats, on the huge ranking list, Zhou Yun firmly occupied the first place, and behind him was the terrifying points of the Yun Yi team.

232!

That’s right, in the second round, the Yunyi team still chose to double the points!
"In all my years in this industry, this is the first time I've seen a situation like this."

"I wonder what the other teams will do? Liu Yu, who's in second place, is known for his steadiness. He'll probably try to work with the team to limit Pan An... He, he chose to speed up?"

"What? Is he going to chase the Jackdaw?"

On the track, Liu Yu looked at the frost gushing out in the distance, and his hands gripping the joystick gradually began to sweat.

Feeling the constant fatigue in the spiritual connection, the unicorn's voice rose an octave.

"Liu Yu, you're too impulsive! How can you start a game so impulsively?"

"Your later spiritual energy will definitely be drained by the engine!"

She suddenly felt as if it was the first day she met Liu Yu. Is this kid crazy?

Although talents that improve engine efficiency can effectively improve the performance of [Combustion Pressure], how much energy do you have to spare?

Seeing Liu Yu using his exclusive skills like he was risking his life to strengthen his talents, Dujiao was furious.

"Liu Yu, the Jackdaw really can't catch up! That's the limit!"

Liu Yu didn't say anything, but kept thinking about the match between Tan Tonglu and Zhou Yun.

At that time, he even laughed at Tan Tonglu, saying that he was asking for trouble by coming to challenge without being prepared.

However, even though he has made sufficient preparations, he is still in a situation where he is looking for trouble. Perhaps all he can do is to fight to the end like Tan Tonglu.

"Unicorn, don't you understand?"

"The purpose of this game has changed."

"what?"

Liu Yu watched Zhou Yun gradually moving away, shifted gears, controlled the speed, and then, the moment he passed the bend, he activated all his acceleration talents.

The limit is there.

But the No. 1 driver has always had only one goal, which is to do everything possible to break through the limits of himself and the mecha girl.

Zhou Yun keeps doing this.

Now he has to do the same.

Maybe other drivers will do the same.

"Unicorn, the limit data is 443, maybe we can break through it a little bit."

Dujiao was about to say, "You think this data is not enough?" Then she looked at the taillights in front of her, closed her mouth, and her mind became active.

Could it be that eating Raccoon instant noodles can help increase speed?

The commentator looked at the constantly updated lap times and announced, "We're now in the sixth lap! Zhou Yun has reached an average lap speed of 6, and he's still accelerating!"

"As a racing driver, he is not satisfied with his past achievements and continues to challenge himself to the limit!"

"This is a real racer! Wait!"

"Liu Yu also broke the 430 lap time mark! It seems he is also pursuing his own limits!"

Looking at the No. 1 drivers speeding on the track, he suddenly found the rhythm of commentary for this round of competition.

"Their sights are now set on more than just winning the championship."

"They're making their final breakthrough! This is their last S-League game of the year..."

"Even if they can't win the championship, they must achieve their best results on the field!"

"Years from now, when they look back on this round of matches, they may not be upset about losing. After all, victory and defeat are common in the military. But they will definitely regret not trying their best in this match!"

"Kong Cheng of Chongguang No. 1 also broke his own record on the track..."

Listening to the commentary, the audience came to their senses and for a moment the voices in the audience became muffled.

Yes.

After this game, Chongguang, Feijing, and Xinchiyue will not appear in the S game for two years.

Even their names may not be seen next season.

The elimination system of the S game is so cruel.

Therefore, this is a farewell battle.

The racing drivers are bidding farewell to this year in their own way.

"come on!"

"Come on!"

Amidst the roars, the drivers' lap times continued to improve.

"Shongguang No. 1 Kong Cheng's average speed on the last lap was 427!"

"If divided into pentagons, based on average speed, cornering speed, cornering speed, full throttle time, and control effect, he has surpassed all the race data in his career!"

The commentator said with a smile: "Shongguang is a team that values ​​teamwork. Kong Cheng, a veteran with seven years of experience, has probably never had such a comfortable race."

"The ones chasing closely are Zhao Wen and Pan An. Now the two players are in a close race!"

“It’s lap 13 now!”

"Zhou Yun's lap time has reached 446, and the average lap time is close to two minutes!"

"Liu Yu behind him is a little slower, but has already surpassed the 440 figure!"

"According to the pentagonal data, this number is enough to challenge for the provincial championship! Unfortunately, he encountered the killer god Death Star this year."

"I wonder if it's possible for him to break through again?"

Liu Yu shook his head. The talent of burning pressure had drained his spiritual energy.

Every time he created more energy, it would be quickly sucked into the unicorn's engine. The unicorn sighed and said, "Liu Yu!"

"Liu Yu, stop fighting. Are you so tired?"

"This speed is enough. If it continues like this..."

Liu Yu laughed. It felt really good to put rationality aside!

"Unicorn, do you know why people feel tired?"

"what?"

"That's because people haven't reached their limit yet! Unicorn, I haven't reached my limit yet, understand?"

After saying that, he ignited his mental energy again and stuffed it into Dujiao's engine. Just as Dujiao was confusedly thinking about Liu Yu's logical loopholes, the manager's voice came from the channel.

"445! Liu Yu! You really did it!"

Liu Yu panted heavily, looked ahead at the track, and couldn't help but ask in his heart: "Zhou Yun, what about you?"

"449."

"Still 449."

Feng monitored the data and put the headset to his mouth: "Zhou Yun, your operation is correct. It seems that this is the maximum speed of the drift flow on the Thunder Fire Track."

"It's already lap 16! Get ready for the podium."

Zhou Yun looked ahead, his mind racing as his fingers kept operating.

449.

Is this really the limit of drifting on the Thunder Fire Track?
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PS: I finally made some time today. Together with the more than 2,000 words added to the previous chapter, I have typed almost 8,000 words today.

I had intended to finish writing about the last game in one go, and there were still about 23 words left, but I just couldn't finish it in time. It's already 59: when I finished writing.

thanks for your support!
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