The game is only half finished, and the entire internet is begging for an update!

But in any case, the issue of participating in the competition has finally been resolved.

Qingfeng, Lin Xia... plus Chi Cheng, the three musketeers of the Magic Fairy Castle are officially complete!

"All for one! One for all!"

"We are the Trinity! Invincible!"

Chi Cheng reopened the race details for the "Living Dead Tomb - Polar Night Secret Passage Rally" and began studying the three stages.

[Stage 1: The Dragon's Path]

[Characteristics: Narrow road, continuous sharp bends, poor lighting conditions.]

[Stage 2: Cold Pool Corridor]

[Features: Slippery underground road surface, with water accumulation in some areas, reducing vehicle traction.]

[Stage 3: The Unlit Tomb Passage]

[Features: Extremely low lighting, numerous blind corners and narrow passages, requiring drivers to have excellent track memory and distance judgment.]

Chi Cheng watched all three stages of the race from beginning to end, and his invincible aura suddenly weakened considerably.

It seems... this competition is completely different from the previous [Ancient Road Race].

In the ancient road race, at least two drivers run together and can look out for each other if something goes wrong. But this rally is a true three-stage relay.

The three drivers each run three stages. The next car can only start after the previous driver has reached the relay point. The final ranking is calculated based on the total time of the entire team.

In other words, if any one of the three people underperforms, it could drag the entire team down.

Thinking of this, Chi Cheng subconsciously glanced at himself.

"..."

It looks like something dirty has gotten in.

But when he scrolled down to the event details and seriously inquired about the rewards for this competition, if he remembered correctly, the rewards for this competition were exceptionally generous.

Funds, reputation, and special equipment rewards!

This is clearly not something that can be achieved through ordinary regional competitions.

Chi Cheng rubbed his hands together, but soon, the harsh reality hit him hard. "But... how can we win like this?"

The other participating teams will definitely be very strong; they will all field a lineup of professional drivers.

There was almost no controversy surrounding Lin Xia running the third leg.

The tomb passage was completely dark, with many blind turns, no one on either side, and no sun overhead. For others, it was a high-difficulty, death-defying track. But after Lin Xia entered, Chi Cheng suspected that the girl might even feel that the environment was finally normal.

That's where she grew up; this is her backyard!

Running along the Cold Pool Corridor is also a good option.

Slippery surfaces, standing water, and reduced grip—the biggest fear in these stages is a driver panicking. But the senior driver's current composure is precisely what makes him more stable amidst the chaos…

So, regarding the remaining Dragon-Slaying Path... Chi Cheng silently pointed to himself.

"So this thing belongs to me?"

Qingfeng stood to the side for a while, looking at the track data, and suddenly spoke up: "I think this battle is not without a chance of victory."

Chi Cheng perked up immediately upon hearing this and quickly turned to look at him.

"What are your thoughts, Senior Brother?"

Qingfeng raised his hand and pointed to the three stages of the race, then analyzed them carefully:

"The competition format of this humble Taoist temple is a three-stage relay. Since it is a relay, it is not a contest of individual bravery, but a contest of strategic deployment."

"You see, although the first section has a series of sharp bends, it is the shortest route, and the lighting conditions are only poor, not completely dark. The second section has a slippery road surface, which will test your stability. The third section is the longest and will test your route judgment the most."

"If other teams put their strongest drivers first to get a good start, we don't need to compete with them."

As Chi Cheng listened, his expression suddenly changed.

Qingfeng continued, "By playing against a stronger opponent, we can minimize losses in the shortest possible segment. The second runner should play it safe and aim for a steady advance, while the third runner should utilize Lin Shimei's strengths to attack the opponent's most difficult segment. In this way, even if we fall behind in the first run, as long as the gap isn't too large, we still have a chance to catch up later."

Chi Cheng fell silent.

This line of thinking... why does it sound so familiar?

"Tian Ji's horse racing strategy?"

The breeze nodded.

"almost."

Chi Cheng slowly extended a finger, pointed to himself, and then to the first stage of the race.

"So... Senior Brother, you mean we should use our inferior horses to wear down their superior horses, and then use our superior horses to defeat their middle-class horses?!"

"good."

Chi Cheng: "..."

"So... I'm that inferior horse used for sacrifice?!"

"So I'm a consumable item, huh?!"

Senior Brother Qingfeng glanced at him compassionately and sighed:

"Manager, you must believe that everyone has their own unique talents!"

Chi Cheng: "..."

At that moment, he suddenly realized that ever since his senior brother's entry was upgraded from "Quiet and Inactive" to "Peaceful Mind," his driving skills had improved, but his words had become increasingly hurtful.

But despite the criticisms, there's really nothing wrong with this tactic.

Chi Cheng was the worst of the three, so sending him to run the longest and most difficult third leg would only drag the whole team down. Now, we've put him in the shortest first leg. As long as he doesn't crash into the wall, doesn't overturn, and doesn't fall behind by half a minute in one go, his task for this leg is done.

The rest is up to the senior brother and Lin Xia.

"OK!"

Chi Cheng clapped his hands hard.

"A low-grade horse is fine!"

"In a man's life, there will always be a few times when he knows he can't do it, but he still has to grit his teeth and go for it!"

The live stream chat instantly erupted into a sea of ​​laughter!

[Hahahaha! A decisive blow! "The Inferior Horse"!]

[Even with the coach off the field, they only managed to get a low-grade horse!]

[The senior brother's troop deployment is brilliant; his intelligence is overwhelming!]

[Don't cry, Cheng-ge! Even a lowly horse is still a horse. Hurry up and get in the trough to eat grass!]

[Cheng Ge: I contributed money, effort, and even a car, and in the end, I'm not even qualified to be a mid-level horse?!]

……

Before long, the match day arrived!

Unlike the public racetracks we've seen before, this isn't even a racetrack in the traditional sense. The race area is located between two mountain peaks, accessible only by following an old road that's almost completely swallowed up by weeds and rocks, until you finally see two massive stone gates embedded in the mountainside.

As the competition time drew near, a deep mechanical sound emanated from inside the mountain.

The two heavy stone doors slowly opened to the sides.

A chilly air rushed out from the entrance, leading to a straight underground passage that stretched downwards. The narrow rock walls on both sides were somewhat oppressive, and lights extended one after another into the depths. Before long, the passage was completely swallowed by darkness.

Chi Cheng stood outside and glanced at it, suddenly feeling a little uneasy.

"Why does this not feel like a car race to me?"

"Won't the people living in this ancient tomb get rheumatism?"

What's even more absurd is that the people in the other convoys around them clearly didn't have this kind of psychological burden at all.

One race car after another drove into the starting grid for the first stage. The mechanics surrounded them to do their final checks. The engine noise kept hitting the mountain walls on both sides and bouncing back layer by layer, making the entire entrance seem to tremble slightly.

That feeling was completely different from when Chi Cheng stood in the pit area watching the game.

But now, it's his turn to sit in it.

The moment the cockpit door slowly closed, the sounds outside suddenly became much muffled.

Chi Cheng gripped the steering wheel, his vision limited to the racetrack stretching endlessly into the darkness beyond the windshield and the slightly fluctuating tachometer on the dashboard.

Knowing and doing are two completely different things!

Now that it was his turn, he began to think that his senior brother's steady driving style made a lot of sense.

"The eldest brother is still wise."

Why are you driving so fast?

Safety first!

Soon, the first drivers from the surrounding teams became more and more professional.

Some people were wearing custom-made helmets, some were doing the final brake temperature check, and two other riders were clearly much more advanced than him.

Chi Cheng looked to his left, then to his right.

Suddenly, I feel that the value of the story of Tian Ji's horse racing strategy is skyrocketing.

"Good heavens, are they really going to use me to feed their top-class horse?"

When the red light came on, Chi Cheng quickly gripped the steering wheel.

His strategy this time is very clear! He can't go fast, at least not to try and outpace those professional drivers.

His only task is to lose as little as possible and minimize the point deficit!