Su Susu, the Mysterious Male God of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 226 Quickly and Dangerously, Messed with Xiao Leng Andi (27)
The engine whined.

A strong wind blew from both sides.

The "boy" controlled the steering wheel and rushed out, as if driving a ferocious monster, and ruthlessly rolled towards the track.

"laugh--"

The friction of the car's grip and the sound of air waves are intertwined.

The smear of black quickly passed people's sights, and the audience was shocked.

This……

"Oh! Audience friends, let's look at this start, oh my god, I didn't expect it, soon... soon, very fast!"

The commentator, who was joking at first, was also startled, and suddenly became a little incoherent, glanced at the data in a panic, and couldn't help but stare.

"Okay, let's take a look at Ling and Lin, uh, forgive me, the names are too similar...Okay, Ling on the track is about to enter the first corner!"

"Great! Precise routing! Oh, this corner, my God, 3 seconds 421! It seems to be almost the same as the time when Super Lin broke the record just now! Will today's qualifying be upset?"

When the words fell, there was an uproar both online and offline.

"My God! It's impossible!?"

"Shit! I just swore that Super Lin would be number one. How could that kid be so fast?"

"Hey guys, listen to me, calm down, he just started... maybe he rolled over again in the middle."

"Hahaha, I hope this guy can give us a real surprise. That would be interesting, isn't it?"

……

Outside the paddock, the noise spread instantly.

In the safety station, a group of drivers who didn't take it seriously also stood up and looked at the speeding black figure on the track in disbelief.

"Brother Tian, ​​this..."

Long Qianqian's expression changed even more, and he pulled his lover nervously.

"Ling Yechen..."

"It's just a start." Lin Nantian interrupted her abruptly, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and tried his best to calm down.

"What, Qianqian, do you think I will lose?"

As he spoke, he suddenly turned around and grabbed his lover, and the force of his hands tightened unconsciously.

"Of course not..." Long Qianqian said in pain: "Brother Tian, ​​you hurt me."

Lin Nantian paused and then let go.

At this moment, the commentary sounded again.

"Oh, it's a pity that Ling drove into the third corner, which is a few seconds slower than Super Lin just now."

--call.

Lin Nantian breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, how could he lose?

Just on the track, he chose the A-level car god possessed soul...

Yes, looking at the results of the last virtual battle, Ling Yechen has indeed improved a lot.

But these days, he kept looking back at that match, and found that the opponent was actually only a line above him.

At most it is a B+ level.

With the strength of an A-level car god, will he still lose?
joke!

"This kid tried his best from the beginning." Lin Nantian thought, and spoke in a flat tone.

"It's just that although the starting momentum is good, it is difficult to stabilize in the second half."

"So that's it." When Long Qianqian heard it, she believed it for an instant, and couldn't help but sneered again.

"I think he just wants to challenge you, Brother Tian, ​​he is simply overthinking his capabilities!"

"He's too anxious, so it's not surprising that he wandered off." Lin Nantian felt relieved for a while, but said, "It's a pity."

As he said, the cars on the field finally reached the finish line.

The narrator's voice sounded again.

"1 minute 24 seconds 241! A good result, currently fourth! Oh, this is really a surprise, congratulations to Ling! Congratulations to the Morton team! But it seems that Super Lin's record is still difficult to break..."

Yan Wu raised her lips and drove straight into the station.

In an instant, the technicians of the Morton team debugged everything in a lightning-fast manner.

The "boy" raised his thin lips, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed to the starting point again.

Difficult to break through?

Everything, but just the beginning.

(End of this chapter)