This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 271: The Depth of Game
"Under the influence of the Boundary-Breaking Wind, contestant Zhou Yun is rapidly widening the gap between himself and contestant Ye Qing!"

"But after a round of acceleration, Jian Xue's speed has reached its limit. Now the two sides are fighting hard... Ye Qing chose to take action!"

"On Turn 11, Ye Qing used the Thunder God's tailwind to grab the best position for the slash!"

As the flags of the Yunyi and Guanglun teams waved, Ning Yuan looked at the screen on the director's desk, his shirt soaked with sweat.

"Another three consecutive drifts like teleportation!"

"Zhou Yun drifted the Thunder God to the outside lane, avoiding the fatal attack. It was truly an incredible drift, perfectly utilizing the full capabilities of the printed brake set!"

"But this also deviated him from the optimal racing line..."

As he spoke, Ning Yuan opened the pear juice next to him and gulped it down.

In the past, he thought that commentary was just a mental job, and he only needed to quickly analyze the players' operations and explain them to everyone.

But now, after entering the commentary industry, he found out that he was wrong.

How wrong.

This is clearly a labor-intensive industry!

At this moment, he missed the tranquility when the two drivers just started... Brothers, can you let me rest for a while?
Looking at the sword light that appeared again on the screen on the director's desk, he slammed the pear juice on the table with a look of despair.

"As expected, Ye Qing will not give Zhou Yun the chance to return to the best racing line!"

"At Turn 14, he attacked again, forcing Zhou Yun to the outside lane... Now the distance between the two cars is still less than two car bodies..."

"Can the Dark Star player get out of this situation quickly?"

In the audience, as the two players fought brilliantly, cheers surged like earthquakes and tsunamis with every drift and sword light.

Bi Chen was so shocked that he could hardly hold the popcorn.

"Han Yu, do you know that most close-range fights in the world occur within 6.5 meters?"

"This distance is too close. Brother Ye doesn't even need to predict the target. He just raises his gun and hits it!"

As he spoke, he grabbed a large chicken drumstick wrapped tightly in a plastic bag from the popcorn.

"Zhou Yun's racing line has already deviated. Brother Ye won't give him a chance. The next area is the skill amplification area... Zhou Yun will be led by Brother Ye by the nose."

The broadcast sounded again.

"Ye Qing chose to attack again. This time, he chose a straight-line attack, once again forcing Zhou Yun out of the best racing line..."

Looking at Zhou Yun drifting at an extreme speed along the edge of the track on the big screen, Han Yu's breathing became slightly faster.

On the track, the curves are like dominoes.

A mistake at one turn will affect dozens of subsequent turns. As the mistakes accumulate, the idol's advantage will be lost more and more.

Brother Ye is using this to interfere with the idol, dragging him into the abyss step by step.

But on the other hand, the idol was also very clear about Ye Qing's timing of attack, and was also hindering Ye Qing step by step, not daring to act recklessly...

The trajectory of the two mechas appeared in his mind, and his eyes gradually became sharper.

"I see."

He suddenly snatched Bi Chen's chicken leg and pointed it at the track.

"At Turn 16, Brother Ye will attack again! And this time, Death Star won't hide anymore. He will block it with his Phantom."

At this time, he already understood what Zhou Yun was waiting for.

Zhou Yun used the racing line to lure Brother Ye into action, resulting in the loss of several important cornering opportunities in the early stages of the amplification zone!

Bi Chen turned his head and looked at Han Yu's excited expression, as if thinking about something.

"If you want to eat my chicken drumstick, why not just say no? Is it necessary to be so childish...eh, what the hell?"

The sound of the radio came into my ears again.

"At the exit of Turn 16, Ye Qing launched another slashing attack. This time, Zhou Yun didn't dodge, but instead actively mobilized the [Car Body Phantom]!"

"The phantom blocked the slash, and Zhou Yun was the first to enter the amplification zone."

"Looks like he's ready to create some distance here!"

Sun Chengcheng happily kneaded Han Yu's face into a ball.

"Well done, Han Yu! This coach has put so much effort into you! However, this is also the opportunity Ye Qing has been waiting for."

The gusts of wind on the track slowly died down and the air grew thinner.

"Ye Qing, the relative distance between you two is now 7.2 meters."

"You're in good shape now. The full throttle time is longer than the first lap, and the braking point control is very stable..."

"Relax, you will definitely catch Zhou Yun."

Listening to the voice in the headphones and looking at the taillights flashing like thunder in front of him, Ye Qing's heart was churning.

He felt that Zhou Yun looked like a slippery loach, but inside... he didn't know how to describe it.

If you can't catch him, he'll bite you if you try, and if you don't catch him, he'll bite you to death...

Jian Xue was breathing heavily, and as sweat poured out, a faint smell of alcohol emanated from his body.

"It was a tricky idea, but finally, I broke his illusion."

"Next, I just need to trick him into using his title skill, and I'll be able to complete the kill in the fourth round!"

Hearing Jian Xue's words, Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes gradually became sharper.

This was the first time in his life that he had fought such a frustrating battle!

You're at a speed disadvantage from the start, being led around by the nose for the entire lap. The opportunity you finally get is then compromised by your opponent, who then reveals two trump cards and taunts you furiously...

Damn it.

A nameless fire burned wildly in his eyes.

"Ah."

"After the big loop, his title skill will definitely drop. I say, not even Jesus can stop it!"

Zhou Yun, I won't let you run away.

I will definitely kill you!
Feeling the high fighting spirit coming from the spiritual connection, Jian Xue shook his head in surprise.

"Ye Qing, could you please stop smiling like a villain?"

"Oh, sorry."

……

The wind of breaking the boundary came violently from all directions, and along with the gusts of wind on the track, it poured into Thor's engine.

Although he had experienced this during training before, the feeling of blowing up the engine like a balloon still made Thor's Heart Device tremble violently.

"Ow."

"Ow."

"Meow."

"Ow."

"Meow."

"..."

Zhou Yun couldn't help but flick Thor's body, feeling that there was a deviation in the 'Thor's behavior pattern' he had just deduced.

Are you feeling uncomfortable or excited now?
"Aw, meow, uh, oh..."

Under the suppression of the surging spiritual pressure, the feeling of weightlessness still came like a tide, making the Thunder God's face red.

This kind of pleasure that was like hitting rock bottom and rebounding made her unable to figure out what was happening in her body for a moment.

“Is this what racing feels like?”

Zhou Yun was just about to nod and say yes when Feng's voice came from the headphone channel.

"Zhou Yun, the Thunder God's spiritual pressure data has fluctuated greatly, and the chassis data is abnormal."

"It seems that the disappearance of the phantom has caused the Thunder God's spiritual pressure to overload. It is best not to attempt to transform until the system determines that 'Thor's status has been refreshed'."

Hearing this, Zhou Yun raised his head and looked at the big loop not far away.

The talent of Phantom was to bear the excessive spiritual pressure of Thor. Now that Phantom has disappeared, Thor's transformation system has also been banned.

"Is it because of the influence of the amplification zone?"

After a while, Feng's voice came from the headphones.

"That's right. The time before the game was too tight. There was no chance to calculate the complex spiritual pressure state..."

As he spoke, the data on the Heart Contract flashed, and the status of [Car Body Phantom] was refreshed again. Thor let out a meow with an intoxicated look on his face.

Hearing this, Zhou Yun laughed.

"Feng, don't worry so much, he has recovered."

Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, and then Manager Ye's voice came in.

"Be careful. Ye Qing is now 7.3 meters away from you. According to the racing line... after the big loop, Ye Qing will focus on your title skills."

Hearing this, Zhou Yun glanced at the rearview mirror out of the corner of his eye and smiled faintly.

This was the first time he encountered such a disgusting opponent!

It's clearly breathing your exhaust gas behind you, but every time it makes a move, it clearly arranges the curve in front of you!
How many times has he failed in his attack? But his mentality is still as steady as a rock. If he can't poke you, he will give you a fierce blow with his backhand.

Do you know what is the most feared thing in a fight?
What I fear most is someone stabbing you in the back with a smile.

Oh my god, isn't this race a clear mockery of him?
"Use your title skill quickly! Stop dithering like a turtle!"

"..."

A nameless fire burned vigorously from the bottom of Zhou Yun's heart.

"Okay, I'll let you go right away!"

Thor, who was drifting happily, felt the fire in the mental connection and looked back in surprise.

"Zhou Yun, you laugh like a gangster."

"..."

On the field, Ning Yuan's broadcast voice sounded again.

"Pear juice, I can't hold it anymore!"

"Can you two fight faster? I need to go to the bathroom, right?"

"The wind rises from the end of the smoothing. No, it's the calm game between the two sides that shows the style of masters!"

"As the commentator watched the back-and-forth, I felt the unspoken understanding between the two players. It was a silent bond between two top masters, a regret for not meeting earlier..."

In the box where Jiang Wuyang's defeated opponents were gathering, Yuan Kai heard Ning Yuan's urgent peeing sound and couldn't help but spray his beer in the face of the head coach Sanshan next to him.

"Oh my god, where did the Yun Yi team get this explanation?"

"Hahaha……"

Head coach Sanshan wiped his face and became speechless.

"I heard that commentators need to wear urine bags during major matches..."

"Yeah, where the car goes, the mouth goes, it's hard to think about it, so I won't talk about this anymore. Guys, you all understand the drifting trend, right?"

"How to say?"

Hearing these words, everyone present shuddered.

Yuan Kai drew a circle on the table with his hand, thought for a moment and said, "Drifting flow, how should I put it..."

The problem is huge, there is a lack of defensive measures against skills.

To be honest, it is not enough to join the training system of the respective teams.

but……

"What if all drift racers were like Zhou Yun? What should we do?"

After Yuan Kai said this, head coach Sanshan's face trembled. Yuan Kai's words hit the nail on the head.

Due to the limitations of drifting itself, training a top drifting driver would take their lives.

But if we don’t train him, what should we do if our opponent trains a driver with control as strong as Zhou Yun?
For a moment, their expressions were very conflicted.

Drift flow.

Find the most extreme balance between being out of control and being controlled.

It is a technique that uses both left and right hands to fight.

At this moment, watching Zhou Yun driving the Thor into the dust of the Great Loop, Yuan Kai felt his brain fighting. What should he do?
Should we introduce drifting into the team?
The Aurora Club itself is short of resources. How much does it take to train a drift driver? And once trained, how can they overcome the inherent flaws of drift?

But if you don't cultivate...

He flicked his beer lightly and glanced at other retired cadres secretly, and suddenly found that other retired cadres were also secretly glancing at him.

"Drifting style is quite cool, huh? If I were ten years younger..."

"Flowers may bloom again, but people never become young again. What's the point of saying this? Are you trying to show me how an old horse can stay in the stable?"

After listening to the words of head coach Sanshan, Yuan Kai was speechless.

I'm only 18, okay?
"We still need to take a closer look. Anyway, we at Aurora are not in a hurry right now. The Drifting Stream not only has shortcomings in terms of skills, but also has other problems."

As he spoke, he secretly took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and quietly sent a message.

[Wuyang, how much is the tuition for your drift training class? Don't get me wrong, I'm just asking.]

On the other side, head coach Sanshan calmly sent a price inquiry message, and then spoke with a calm expression.

"Yeah, pit time is a fatal problem."

"The Drift Stream takes about 30 seconds to replace the decal modification, plus the time it takes to exit the maintenance tunnel, it takes at least 40 seconds. However, all the system styles after S5 have speed enhancements."

While sending a message to Jiang Wuyang, he lowered his head and flicked the soybean shells on the table.

"Even if Zhou Yun is faster, it would be difficult for him to gain an advantage of more than 40 seconds against Ye Qing."

Yuan Kai raised his head and looked at Zhou Yun who was rushing down the big loop, feeling a chill in his heart.

You kid...are you also secretly asking for the price?
After taking a look at the message sent by Jiang Wuyang, he calmly filled out the form while chatting idly.

"It's not as exaggerated as you say."

“Even if repairs take a long time, a speed advantage is a speed advantage.”

Shit, don’t you just want to exaggerate the disadvantages of drift flow and then secretly sign up yourself?

It's either a win-win situation or a lose-lose situation. Then I'll let you all go report to Jiang Wuyang!

He analyzed the situation while coughing up peanuts and laughing.

"Look at how these two guys are fighting with such an air of mastery. Zhou Yun can definitely use his speed advantage to tie up Ye Qing for the entire game."

"After the maintenance station, what does it matter if Ye Qing surpasses Zhou Yun?"

"Zhou Yun still has the trump card of 'Title Skill' in his hand, but he hasn't used it yet."

"If I were Zhou Yun, I would use this card to hold Ye Qing back for the entire game, forcing him to…"

Before he could finish his words, Ning Yuan's voice, filled with the power of the ancient times, resounded throughout the audience.

"I...huh..."

"Zhou Yun used his title skill!"

"At Turn 32 at the end of the giant loop, facing Ye Qing's interference with the racing line, Zhou Yun didn't hesitate and chose to take the initiative!"

"Ye Qing's skills were forcibly stopped. After the big loop, there was another series of hairpin turns..."

"Zhou Yun has activated [Meteor]! The performance of Boundary-Breaking Wind has also reached its peak. He is ready to increase his speed here!"

Hearing Ning Yuan's roar of urgency, Jiang Wuyang's defeated men all had their pupils trembled.

Yuan Kai coughed violently, and Zhou Yun's release of his title skill made him realize two things instantly.

First, Zhou Yun is going to charge forward and try to squeeze out the 40 seconds of pit time!
Second, these two young men were really angry and didn't want to give each other any face.

Oh yes, there are three more... Commentator Ning Yuan, could you please go pee quickly? Your voice is as loud as a eunuch!

The head coach of Sanshan Club sighed.

"It's great to be young."

As Ning Yuan finished speaking, cheers suddenly broke out from the audience.

"Charge! Zhou Yun!"

"Zhou Yun, show these drivers the strength of our Jingyun City champion!"

"Yes, give them a knife to slap their buttocks and teach them a lesson."

Watching the increasing distance between the two cars on the big screen, Han Yu became completely excited and stood up to cheer with the audience.

"Charge! Death Star!"

Yes, this is the idol he knows!

There was no thought of showing mercy to the opponent and playing a friendly game for 20 rounds. Instead, he accelerated, accelerated, and accelerated again.

Use speed and technology to turn into the scythe of the god of death, pressing down on the head of every driver.

It is conceivable that what will follow will be Zhou Yun’s ultimate drift show.

"The competition is getting more and more exciting... How about it, Bi Chen, do you want to become a drift driver too?"

Looking at Han Yu's excited expression, Bi Chen was speechless and almost fell to the ground like Sun Chengcheng.

"Of course...I don't want to!"

"It's not like I haven't tried before. Have you forgotten? The last time I discussed it with Fifteen, I almost let her let the dogs bite her to death..."

Before he could finish his words, his cell phone rang.

Yuan Kai: Bi Chen, after this match, you don't need to return to the club. Go directly to Jiang Wuyang's drift training class.

[I've filled out the form and sent it to Wuyang, so don't let me down!]

Looking at the message on the phone, Bi Chen's face twitched for a moment.

"..."

Han Yu took Sun Chengcheng from Bi Chen's hand, lifted up the Kunlun head coach, who was seeing stars, by one leg, and wrapped it around his neck.

"Coach Sun, now that Zhou Yun has lost his [Phantom Body] and his title skill, can he escape at his maximum speed and buy 40 seconds of repair time?"

"Oranges are round like balls. You need to peel off the skin to taste good..."

"Coach Sun, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Yuan's voice continued to be heard from the audience.

"Now Zhou Yun and Ye Qing's sword are two and a half... uh... ah... almost... uh! I can't take it anymore."

"I'm going to the bathroom first, commentary team, change people!"

The sunlight shines through the angle of the track onto the car window, creating a colorful halo.

Inside Jianxue's car window, Kyoto was hanging upside down above his head, hidden in the colorful glare.

Ye Qing's nerves also followed the flow of the city, and were pressurized inch by inch with the wind.

"Speed ​​is a driver's devil's contract. I knew you would take action here."

Jian Xue also cheered excitedly.

"Oh!"

"This kid finally used his title skill!"

"Now that this kid's phantom spirit and title skills are gone, Ye Qing, what are we going to do? Should we disturb him now?"

Looking at the Thunder God who disappeared behind the bend in an instant, Ye Qing shook his head and gently shook the handle.

"If you're going to do it, do it hard."

"He's under 40 seconds of pressure. We can't rush him. We'll stick to the original plan. On the fourth lap, at Turn 11, we'll make the final move!"

"Jianxue, gather strength for three turns and attack proactively."

"I'm going to activate my special skill. Don't let him get away."

After passing through the dust and smoke raised by the Thunder God, Jian Xue's face became excited.

After the decisive blow, Ye Qing could at least drag out three more rounds of game time. By then, Zhou Yun would be powerless to win.

"it is good."

"Now, this kid has no phantom spirit and no title skills. Let's see how he can escape!"

After passing through a large area of ​​shadow on the track, when the sunlight rushed into the car window, Zhou Yun didn't even look at the rearview mirror. With the sound of Thor's roar and meow, he started drifting directly.

Thor followed the sword light and floated back to the racing line like teleportation, rushing out of the amplification area.

Looking at the sky returning to normal, Zhou Yun took a few breaths.

"The phantom is in normal condition, Thor, switch modes."

The suspension suddenly tightened, and Thor's body suddenly lowered, reducing the drag coefficient, and the strong wind lost its original power.

Amidst the surging jet, the sound of the sword behind him gradually weakened.

"Old Ye, how many seconds ahead am I now?"

After a while, Manager Ye's voice came from the channel.

"Based on the lap time, I predicted 2.32 seconds, but judging by the cornering speed, the actual speed is more than that, about 4 to 6 seconds."

"Don't worry, according to the forecast, on the fourth lap, your car will be out of Ye Qing's range."

"As long as the escape is successful, the seconds in the pits will be quickly gained back."

"Just continue with the original tire change strategy, drift on lap 5 and change tires on lap 8."

Zhou Yun nodded, then looked in the rearview mirror to see Jian Xue rushing out of the bend.

"Want to catch me? You're a hundred years too early."

After a while, the voice of AI commentary was heard in the audience.

"The second lap is over."

"Contestant Zhou Yun was the first to cross the finish line in his Thor, 18 meters (about three car bodies) ahead of Ye Qing."

"This lap, he ran a great time of 1 minute 26 seconds, surpassing 99.99% of the drivers on the Hot Wheels track. Let us congratulate Zhou Yun for taking the lead on this Hot Wheels track..."

"Do you think this is the computer turning on?"

Ning Yuan ran back from the toilet panting, and sweat instantly covered the director's desk.

He cut off the AI's cold and ruthless girl's broadcast voice, looked at the data on the director's desk, grabbed the microphone and spoke excitedly.

"I, I have to go again. I ran too hard just now and my stomach caught a cold..."

"Brothers, wait for me!"

"First, let's play the commercials! This AI broadcast is so stupid."

In the maintenance station of the Light Wheel, Chen Shuo sat on a chair made of a set of tires with the help of a crutch, staring at the big screen intently.

In the past, during competitions, he would use the opportunity of the games to discuss business in the club's office.

Or, attend the race venue and maintain the image of a 'Nimbus boss' who loves racing in front of the media.

In the private room in the auditorium, he was just maintaining his relationship with the investors... Come to think of it, it had been a long time since he had visited the maintenance room to see what the current state of the Nimbus racing car looked like.

He lowered his head and looked at the busy people on the command platform. His mind instantly returned to the S3 arena, and he couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

"What's wrong with these commentators born after 00?"

"Don't you have any professionalism at all? Where did the Yunyi team find such a weirdo?"

"..."

"You can't be so blatant...just put on some ads and buy time!"

Listening to Feng Ying and Yin Ling's "Print Modification, Bringing a Brand New Style to Your Drifting" on the radio, he became increasingly speechless.

"..."

Can Ye Qing win this decisive battle that depends on the fate of the Light Wheel?
The voice of AI reporting was heard again in the broadcast.

"The third lap is over."

"Contestant Zhou Yun, driving the Thor, was the first to cross the finish line. This lap, he was 23 meters (about four and a half car lengths) ahead of contestant Ye Qing."

"This lap, he ran a great time of 1 minute 22 seconds, surpassing 99.99% of the drivers on the Hot Wheels track. Let us congratulate Zhou Yun for leading by 3.12 seconds on this Hot Wheels track..."

"Who brought this AI out again? This kind of thing has no explanatory power at all, why did you put it out there?"

"Brothers, I, Ning Yuan, have returned from the restroom! I will continue to report to you all!"

"Now that we've reached the fourth lap, Zhou Yun is already four and a half car lengths ahead of Ye Qing. Can he escape successfully?"

Chen Shuo raised his head.

The strong wind blew up the flags of the Yunyi Team and the Guanglun Team, indicating that the decisive moment was about to come.

(End of this chapter)