The gods descend into reality

Ryosuke Takahashi ignored the others present and disappeared into the vast night amidst the roar of the engine.

Kyoichi Sudo was not to be outdone, while Takeshi Nakazato glanced at Nero's 86, swallowed hard, and ran out in a panic.

How could someone in such a competition not be able to distinguish between the brake and the accelerator?

How could such a female driver be found in a place like Mount Akina with an extremely high accident rate?

Is this guy out of his mind?

Takeshi Nakazato felt a little panicked.

If you're running ahead of someone like that, it's fine, since they might not even make it past the first bend and will just crash into you.

But if you run behind her—

Who knows if we'll get caught in the crossfire!

"Huh? The musicians all ran away?"

Nero's adorable voice came from inside 86.

"Your Majesty, I would like to get off the carriage."

Xiao Se's voice trembled slightly.

Speaking of which—

With my current physical condition, I wouldn't be hurt even if I jumped off a cliff!

I guess so?

"As my performer, how can I desert my post!"

After listening to Nero's words, Bunta Fujiwara finally couldn't hold back anymore.

It's one thing if a race car I painstakingly modified breaks down.

If it falls straight off the cliff, the car will be gone, but the people inside will be gone too!

"Boom!"

The next instant, the entire 86 seemed to come back to life, and to Fujiwara Bunta's astonishment, the car shot forward in an instant.

"Your Majesty, slow down, slow down!"

"Mmm, don't worry, I can even control fantasy creatures!" A terrified voice and Nero's excited voice came from afar.

"Old...old buddy, you might be done for this time, '86."

Amu's father stepped forward and said somewhat shakily.

Fujiwara Bunta's face instantly darkened.

"What are you waiting for? Call the crane and emergency services!"

Fujiwara Bunta seemed to have just realized what was happening and hurriedly said...

"Wait, if it's a murder, let's just call the police."

......

On the mountain road of Mount Akina.

Ryosuke Takahashi drove his race car with meticulous care.

Because I was so stunned by Takumi Fujiwara's race car from the very beginning, I still haven't seen his taillights.

However, Ryosuke Takahashi did not believe he would lose.

The complexity of the mountain road is not so simple.

While sports cars may be superior to race cars in some aspects, they may not be suitable for the entire mountain road.

All he needs to do is run each corner well and try to reach the limits of the track. He will eventually be able to surpass Takumi Fujiwara. After all, Ryosuke Takahashi is confident in his skills and in the race car he modified screw by screw.

The road ahead was a bend, so Ryosuke Takahashi slowed down slightly and focused his mind.

The so-called competition is about accumulating advantages little by little until they become the biggest advantage that can overwhelm the opponent.

Therefore, you must concentrate and give your best performance at every turn.

Ryosuke Takahashi, who was deep in thought, paused slightly.

He saw it!

Finally, I saw Takumi Fujiwara's car taillights.

Ryosuke Takahashi was excited.

Sure enough, although that sports car looked impressive, it was ultimately unmodified.

It's powerful, but it must have its own shortcomings when cornering, otherwise Takumi Fujiwara would never have slowed down.

"Hey~"

Ryosuke Takahashi's arrival caused Takumi Fujiwara's Hot Rod to accelerate wildly, as if it were a startled bird.

Takumi Fujiwara and Ryosuke Takahashi are both amateur cyclists.

But in terms of driving skills, he is already on par with professional race car drivers.

In terms of cornering techniques, they are actually quite similar; it just depends on who performs better and is more consistent in crucial moments.

Therefore, theoretically, although there are differences in speed when cornering, they are almost the same.

But at this very moment.

Takumi Fujiwara's speed suddenly doubled!

Like lightning, it vanished in an instant before the bend, disappearing from Takahashi Ryosuke's sight. Takahashi Ryosuke only had time to see the other car's taillights turn into a blur before it was over.

"Squeak~~"

The screeching sound of tires against the road brought Ryosuke Takahashi back to his senses. With a daring turn, he came to a stop on the inside of the mountain road.

Ryosuke Takahashi sat inside the car.

His eyes were fixed on the mountain path.

All the strength in my body seemed to have been completely drained away at that moment.

They didn't crash; they actually made it through the corner successfully!

The other party had deliberately slowed down to wait for me to come up.

This was the greatest humiliation for me.

But at this moment, the humiliation was nothing compared to the shock of Takumi Fujiwara's successful cornering.

Is it really possible for a human to corner at that speed?

If you can really take corners at that speed, let alone in small offline competitions like this.

There's practically no chance of them losing, not even in a world-class competition!

"Oh, it broke down. I'm off!"

A race car stopped, and the arrogant noise made Takahashi Ryosuke know who it was even without looking.

Kyoichi Sudo!

Watching Sudo Kyoichi leave, Takahashi Ryosuke shook his head, trying to clear his mind.

That kind of monster is beyond my reach.

but--

I absolutely have to get second place!

With a roar, the race car, which had already been shut down, suddenly shot off like a howling beast.

Nakazato Takeshi was running at the very back.

The fact that he started late had a significant impact on Nakazato Takeshi, and he was very flustered at the moment.

It wasn't because they panicked about falling behind the other three.

After all, it's just one game.

Even if we lose, it won't have much of an impact.

What made Nakazato Takeshi want to cry was that the female driver in her 86 kept following him closely, and she was driving very erratically.

Takeshi Nakazato said he was extremely panicked.

Being with this female driver is like dancing on a tightrope.

At any moment, you could be knocked off the cliff along with the other person.

Heaven have mercy, I'm just here to participate in a competition.

Other people's competitions take time, but my competitions are a matter of life and death!

Within 86.

"Hey, watch me overtake on the left! If I overtake you, you bastard, I'll run you over!"

Nero frequently adjusted the steering wheel, and the 86 swayed left and right in response.

Xiao Se gripped the seatbelt tightly. Although he knew that even if the car exploded or he fell off a cliff, it wouldn't hurt him much, he couldn't help but want to hold onto the seatbelt to give himself a sense of security.

That's terrifying! Luckily I don't have a heart condition, or I would probably be dead three minutes ago!

"Damn it, how dare you block my way!"

The next moment, Nero shouted.

"Player, the car is now yours!"

A red-clad figure opened the car door, nimbly flipped onto the roof, and Xiao Se hurriedly and clumsily got into the driver's seat.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?!"

Xiao Se hurriedly asked, and before Nero could answer, Xiao Se already knew what His Majesty was going to do.

Amazing magic gathered on the roof of the car.

Chapter 67 I'm a race car driver, I have no feelings and I won't give way.