This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 270 Extreme Escape

The wind is howling.

The air hit the front of Thor's car like a city wall, crushed along the windshield, and was knocked away by the tail wing like a paper cutter.

At this moment, Zhou Yun felt like a bullet.

I could clearly feel the resistance and downforce of the wind, and the vibration of the suspension springs.

I felt the compression of the tires, the extreme torque of the flywheel under the violent roar of the engine, and I felt the fear and excitement of Thor.

Manager Ye's voice came from the channel.

"Pay attention to the racing line, Zhou Yun. Ye Qing is going to kill you at Turn 4."

Zhou Yun looked up at Jian Xue who was hidden in the sunlight in the rearview mirror and smiled faintly.

"Thor, at this speed, it won't work no matter how much you apply the wind oil."

"The sisters of the united tribes are all looking at you. Everyone is looking at you. What are you going to tell them?"

Thor's expression was like that of a primary school student watching "Three Years of College Entrance Examination and Ten Years of Simulation".

"I'm a natural born racing girl!"

"Hey, that's right!"

Looking at the curves that kept coming towards him, Zhou Yun smiled, gripped the steering wheel tightly, and turned on the team channel.

"Old Ye, your cousin is not that honest."

After saying this, he silently counted the seconds in his mind.

3, 2, 1.

At the moment the countdown was completed, Zhou Yun decisively pulled up the handbrake and smoothly steered the front of Thor's car into the curve.

Immediately afterwards, the sword light behind him arrived as expected.

"At Turn 1, Ye Qing made another move, and this time the position was very tricky!"

"We'll strike at the moment when the Thunder God's front end cuts into the corner. This way, if Zhou Yun wants to dodge, he'll inevitably push the front end and lose speed out of the corner!"

"But Zhou Yun once again demonstrated his extreme maneuverability!"

On the screen near the audience seats, Zhou Yun's extreme cornering maneuvers were quickly replayed.

Amidst the flashes of lightning, the rear end of Thor's car shifted three times in a row as if it had teleported, and disappeared in the vast sword light.

When he appeared again, he had successfully placed the front of Thor's car into the best exit line.

Immediately afterwards, rootless winds came from all directions, rushing into Thor's engine with a roar.

"Zhou Yun activated his exclusive skill, [Boundary-Breaking Wind]! He used the jet stream to accelerate out of the corner, reaching the peak speed of the Thor engine module!"

“In a flash, he arrived at the entrance to Turn 2!”

As Ning Yuan spoke, excited cheers were heard from the audience.

He drifted three times in a row within the limit of time, and his driving skills that were like teleportation broke the hearts of many drivers present.

Why did you contract a mecha girl to enter the racetrack?

It’s because of me and the girl… ahem! Of course, it’s because he’s so handsome!
Competing with opponents on the track in a sea of ​​various skills with a trusted mecha girl partner was a childhood dream for many people present.

But the Dark Star players indiscriminately destroyed their childhoods.

Because player Zhou Yun showed a different kind of handsomeness.

Even without fancy skills, with extreme speed and operation, you can still capture the championship trophy in the chaos.

"Coach! I want to learn how to drift!"

In the stands of the Light Year Project player area, Sun Chengcheng rested his chin on Han Yu's head.

She looked at Thor, who was racing on the long track after rushing out of Turn 2, with her eyes shining.

"Drifting is so cool!"

Zhou Yun is so handsome!
"But Zhou Yun didn't even slow down or change his racing line. It seems he's decided to go head-to-head with Ye Qing at Turn 4."

She stretched out her little hand and patted Han Yu's head.

"Han Yu, what do you think Zhou Yun will do?"

Han Yu wished he could glue his eyelids shut. He stared at the drifting trajectories of the two cars on the track without blinking, and his brain engine instantly reached its limit.

If I were Zhou Yun, what would I do?

Facing Brother Ye, if I don’t maintain the maximum speed and the best racing line, I will not be able to control the rhythm of the track and lead Ye Qing by the nose.

Once I slow down, I will be trapped in Brother Ye's rhythm and die violently without a skill attack and defense system.

If he didn't slow down, he would have to face Ye Qing's 4% guaranteed hit on Turn , and lose all his advantages...

Looking at the lightning running along the long arc between Turn 2 and Turn 3, his eyes lit up and his heart seemed to be enlightened.

"I know this question!"

Bi Chen raised his hand and started answering.

"Coach Sun, I can!"

"Zhou Yun will use all his acceleration skills, including [Breakthrough Wind] and [Meteor], to create distance in the acceleration zone before Turn 3!"

"This way, Brother Ye won't be able to be killed..."

Before he could finish, he was hit hard on the head with the thermos cup.

"Thor isn't some jackdaw with no speed limit! There's a speed limit! It's Thor's innate imprint: [Car Body Phantom]!"

[Car Body Phantom], an active talent, loses 20% of the skill effect for 5 seconds in exchange for a 0.5 second car body phantom.

The phantom will shatter after resisting all active attacks within 0.5 seconds. Once the phantom is shattered, it cannot be replaced throughout the game.

"Han Yu, watch carefully, this is the turn that will determine the fate of this game."

Han Yu raised his head and looked at Lei Shen who had already rushed into the curve of Turn 3, and Jian Xue who was about three car bodies away, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

Zhou Yun's speed was faster than expected before the game.

If Brother Ye doesn’t take this corner.

Zhou Yun would not give Ye Qing the opportunity to play for the fourth round. If there is no fourth round...

No matter how Guanglun calculated the pit stop time, after Zhou Yun's pit stop in the second half, he was about 5 to 6 car bodies ahead at the start, which meant he had no chance.

"Brother Ye should have been prepared for the phantom of the car body."

At this time, Ning Yuan, who was the commentator, also noticed something.

"Zhou Yun once again chose inertial drift... Wait! The situation has reversed!"

"The Hot Wheels track isn't a two-dimensional track. Judging from the distance of three cars between Lei Shen and Jian Xue..."

"At Turn 4, Ye Qing is in a commanding position, giving him a chance to completely cover the track... Wait! Why is he taking action now?"

In the Yunyi team's maintenance station, Jiang Xiyue laughed as he looked at the bright light on the track in the distance. He snatched the lollipop from Yinling's mouth and pointed at the track.

"Hey, we've been teammates for so many years, I knew you would take action at Turn 3."

Yinling was suddenly shocked.

"Don't you have a lollipop yourself?"

On the track, tires whizzed past.

Looking at the sword shadow hidden under the sunlight flare in the mirror, Zhou Yun took a deep breath.

Before the race, Jiang Xiyue summarized Ye Qing's track psychology.

Although Ye Qing looks like a well-educated and well-behaved person, he is rebellious with a body weight of 73 kg and 72 kg, and he likes to exploit his opponent's psychological blind spots.

He took a deep breath, pulled the handbrake of Thor, and felt the nervous excitement roar.

Although he had expected this, he didn't expect Ye Qing to really dare to use the last 18 rounds to gamble this time.

As long as everything goes smoothly and we can break through Thor's [Car Body Phantom], we will have a chance to hit Turn 11.

"You're really not honest."

If he hadn't studied his opponent's psychology before the game, he would have been defeated in this corner.

"Jiang Xiyue actually guessed it right. However, it's a bit boring to have no advantage at all..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt as if his heart was being tightened, and all the muscles in his body began to tremble nervously.

At the same time, a warning came from the Heart Contract in front of him.

[Warning: Encountering a skill called [Flying Fairy], spiritual pressure conversion performance is reduced by 5%, the talent imprint effect is ineffective for 2.5 seconds, and extreme speed performance is reduced.]

Looking at the graying [Wind Style: Dust Realm], Zhou Yun quickly ended the drift using the traditional method.

He looked back at the sword light that appeared again in the rearview mirror and couldn't help laughing.

"So this is what it feels like to be hit by a 'title skill'?"

He raised his hand, looked at the Death Star title skill that lit up on the Heart Contract, and made a decision in less than a moment.

"Be prepared for impact, Thor." Thousands of sword lights went against the strong wind, along Thor's exhaust system, and upstream in the spiritual pressure of the wind that breaks the world, and rushed into Thor's engine.

It was as if a giant hand suddenly gripped the flywheel, causing the speed to drop rapidly, causing Thor to groan.

"Ow."

Zhou Yun quickly controlled Thor's transformation to reduce the impact of air turbulence.

At the same time, he quickly adjusted the load of the printed kinetic stabilization system, using inertia to quickly offset Thor's swaying body.

At the moment of releasing inertial potential energy, he looked at the rapidly fluctuating spiritual pressure readings on the Heart Contract and realized a problem.

It turns out that on the track, when Thor is excited, he will say "meow", and when he is uncomfortable, he will say "owah".

"Do not……"

"The speed dropped lower than expected. Was it because of the spiritual pressure?"

The exclamations from the audience gradually died down.

On the track, the sound of tires rubbing against the ground is endless.

There was a lot of dust and smoke.

After a while, Thor, having lost its tail spray, drifted sideways into Turn 4 and began to swing its front end violently.

At the same time, the distance between Jianxue and Leishen's cars was shrinking.

Ning Yuan was stunned for several seconds.

He looked at the replay given on the director's desk and didn't know what happened for a moment. Then he looked at the skill data given on the telemetry desk below and reacted.

"Title Skill!"

"This is the first time Ye Qing has used his title skill in a competition."

"Ye Qing acquired this skill in Season 4. This was his first time using it in competition. He disguised his title skill as Jian Xue's [One Sword Frost Sky] in exchange for a slash against Zhou Yun..."

The director's playback ends.

Ning Yuan wiped the sweat from his head and continued explaining.

"Jianxue has now regained a distance of one and a half car lengths. The gap between the two cars is shrinking. The advantage created by the Death Star player's extreme maneuvers in the first lap has been destroyed..."

As Ning Yuan's voice ended, there was a moment of silence in the audience, and then Ye Qing's fans began to cheer.

Leng Xingyun quietly turned off the [100 Tips to Get Your Android Partner to Agree to Drifting] on his phone and looked at the competition field.

Sure enough, no matter how strong Zhou Yun is, the drift flow has its limits.

With one skill hit, adjusting the timing of the front of the mecha girl's car gained a distance of half a car body.

If this is put into the S-League arena where there is a melee of team battles and skills, wouldn't the disadvantage of drifting become even greater?
Peng Hui's brows beside him gradually relaxed.

"Although the mecha girls in our team can't perform the high-burst skill slashing attack that targets the rotation speed like Jianxue."

"But there are more players in the S game, and if we position ourselves correctly, we can definitely achieve better skill effects."

Leng Xingyun crossed his arms and nodded, his eyes constantly wandering over Thor's body.

Mom, I still really want to learn how to drift. What should I do?
His fingers, hidden under his arm, danced quickly on the text message interface.

[Mom, I want Yunyu Machinery's limited edition Jackdaw-shaped drift car. Please buy it for me!]

"Next, it depends on who controls the track rhythm."

Peng Hui leaned back, his mind echoing the few games he had with Ye Qing during his time at the Aurora Club. He couldn't help but recall his first meeting with Zhou Yun in the official building of the Jingyun City S League.

He looked at the sky and couldn't help but smile faintly.

I didn't expect that a driver from a small place like Jingyun City would fight with Ye Qing like this. Maybe it wasn't a bad thing that he was forced to leave Kyoto.

“Yeah, track rhythm.”

"If Ye Qing can't strike another blow in the next three rounds, and Zhou Yun escapes..."

"Then Guanglun's maintenance station strategy will be declared a failure. It will become increasingly difficult for Zhou Yun to catch up in the second half."

In the event hall.

Jiang Wuyang put down his phone and looked at the wave after wave of entries on the Internet saying "Mom, I want to learn drifting" and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Indeed, the drift flow has reached a new level of coolness.

Then he looked down at the track, tapping his fingers on his thigh.

But that alone is not enough.

If Zhou Yun cannot escape within 3 laps, the drifting style will not be able to attract the attention of a wide range of teams.

"Ha, Turn 3, title skill, this is the first time I've seen you, Ye Qing, get so angry, hahahaha..."

The strong winds at high altitudes blew away the drifting dust and smoke, turning it into a thin mist.

Faint arcs of electricity wandered in the mist, and were cut apart by Qingming's fine sword light.

In Jian Xue's cab, Ye Qing, who had been chasing for four consecutive bends, was breathing heavily, with a more and more excited look on his face.

This game is really worth it...

“It’s really worth it!”

Hearing this, Jian Xue couldn't help but sigh.

"What's it worth?! He hasn't even exchanged his title skill. I didn't expect that guy to not be so excited. Ah, I'm looking forward to the fun at Turn 4..."

As long as Zhou Yun uses the title skill "Whoever you stare at will get pregnant" to dissolve the slash at turn 3.

Then at turn 4, while the effect of Ye Qing's title skill has not disappeared, she can strike again with the sword.

In this way, what Zhou Yun lost was not just half a car body.

If she's lucky, she can definitely catch up!

She felt a little depressed when she thought about how her great advantage was forced to be compromised by her opponent.

"Ye Qing, I want to have another cup of Jiannanchun in the pits... Let's get back the pace on the track."

Ye Qing held the handle, watching the dust and smoke drifting past Zhou Yun in front of him, his nerves becoming more and more tense.

Indeed, it is time to find a way to regain the rhythm on the track.

He smiled faintly.

"We're connected mentally. Do you want me to drive drunk on the track?"

"Alright, Jianxue, keep suppressing."

At this moment, Ye Qing couldn't figure out what his current condition was.

The smile seemed to be frozen on his face, and the emotions in his heart surged under the excessive adrenaline and dopamine. His chaotic thoughts gradually disappeared, but his goals became clearer and clearer.

This is a cat-and-mouse game.

Pin him to death within two laps!
"Jianxue, let's create another decisive kill."

The wind gusted up, and the cloud veins at the end of the sky surged over.

Manager Ye’s voice came from the channel.

"Sorry, Zhou Yun, I made a mistake in gathering information about my opponent in the early stages. I didn't think of Ye Qing's title skill before the game..."

Zhou Yun turned the steering wheel of the Thunder God, the previous slash kept echoing in his mind, and he recalled the Thunder God's spiritual pressure data and speed.

At that moment, what operation offset part of the slash?
"Thor, stop it, drifting out of control isn't that scary."

"Racing drivers are made through crashes, and world champion mecha girls compete despite brain damage..."

He felt that something was wrong the more he spoke, so he quickly turned off the channel.

"Old Ye, I don't blame you."

"The public information of the S League players is clearly written. It's the S League officials who made the layout of the title skills too small."

Yes, he, a little-known driver, has title skills, so how could Ye Qing not have them?
Zhou Yun said with a smile as he controlled Thor to drift quickly.

"This is the fault of the S-League officials. Don't blame it on yourself. Just write a 15,000-word self-criticism and post it on the team's front desk..."

Before he could finish his words, the Thunder God suddenly let out an "Oh".

"I understand, Zhou Yun."

"I'm sorry, Zhou Yun, I won't be afraid anymore, meow!"

???

Zhou Yun was stunned for a moment, then chuckled as he looked at the Thunder God's high-spirited appearance.

"Okay, then let's put pressure on Ye Qing."

"Two and a half laps, let's get out of the range of the Sword Snow skill, how about that?"

Thor's expression instantly changed to that of Jiang Wuyang, who was watching his daughter write a driving article, with his eyes bright and sharp.

"Meow."

(End of this chapter)