Chapter 416 - Exciting Competition (2/2)

“Alright, let’s see… the three cars got off to a furious start, and, oh, wow… the Trumpchi is definitely living up to its reputation and is falling behind… right in the last place. Wolf King, who is in second place, has pulled away a good fifty meters—that’s the difference between a supercar and a tractor! No matter how fancy a tractor is made to look, there’s no way it can outrun a supercar,” the commentator said, “Oh, sorry, we’re getting off-topic, let’s get back to the competition at hand. Hmm, Queen is leading right now… oh, yes, she is indeed the track’s queen. She took the lead right from the start of the race. Now let’s see if she can keep her lead all the way till the end.”

The tall and skinny young commentator kept the audience engaged with the use of exciting and interesting points. Whenever he mentioned the Trumpchi, the commentator always put on an exaggerated expression on his face. Without fail, it got some laughs from the audience, who all agreed that this commentator was funny and interesting to listen to.

He did not deviate from the truth of the situation but merely embellished it with his brand of dry humor. The vehicles that Shen Qingyan and Lei Shijian drove were undoubtedly much better than Xiao Luo’s Trumpchi in terms of performance. When the cars were on the straights, the Trumpchi didn’t stand a chance, as very quickly, even its headlights disappeared from the screen.

For the spectators watching the race on the screen, it quickly evolved into a two-driver competition between Shen Qingyan and Lei Shijian.

Shen Qingyan’s Maserati took the lead, with Lei Shijian’s Porsche was tailing right behind her, and the distance between them was barely three meters apart. The speed she was driving, Shen Qingyan’s eyes looked fierce and determined; she seemed like a different person, appearing as if her body was possessed by another soul who had dominated her entirely.

She charged into the first corner with nerves of steel, turning the steering wheel one way then the other, while pulling up the handbrake, and controlling the throttle and brake pedals with her “heel-toe,” holding its drift line. As the Maserati began to drift into the sharp bend, the front of the car faced the mountain wall, as if it would crash into it. But, of course, the Maserati was actually sliding past the wall and into the bend. In the co-driver’s seat, Su Li shut her eyes and grabbed on tightly to the upper handrail for dear life.

Lei Shijian’s Porsche was just behind Shen Qingyan, and he initiated the drift at almost the same time as her as if they were drifting in tandem, and their movements were precisely the same!

“Oh, wow, a beautiful drift. Wolf King’s car got very close to the queen, and he matched her every movement in the chase; what skill! It’s simply stunning, and these are all inside drifts with the front fenders almost scrapping the inner guardrail. They’re really pushing the limits here… it’s way too thrilling and exciting—if you’re sitting in the car right now, you’d be so scared that you’d be peeing in your pants,” the commentator said, giving an in-depth explanation as he kept his eyes peeled on the action unfolding on the screen.

“Haha, haha…”

Everyone in the crowd laughed, but their eyes were glued to the huge screen and followed the race without blinking, mesmerized as the two frontrunners fought for the lead.

“Okay, now let’s look at the Trumpchi, in third place. Oops… let’s forget it, we can’t even spot its headlights anymore. We might as well conserve the resources of the drones, so let us just focus on Queen and Wolf King’s competition.”

“Hahaha…”

Another burst of laughter broke out among the crowd once again, several of them couldn’t stop and said: “This commentator is too bloody funny!”

The Maserati was still in the front and the Porsche right behind it, tailing it closely like a shadow, constantly pushing for an opportunity to overtake. The competition was fierce and the driving wild, but there was an order to the chaos, underscored by the drivers’ sublime skills and cool heads.

Shen Qingyan was concerned when she caught a glimpse of Su Li, who had turned pale. “Li, have you not gotten used to this yet?” she asked.

“Huh?”

Su Li shook her head. Although she had ridden shotgun in Shen Qingyan’s car many times before, even during competitions, she had yet to adapt to this kind of race, which required the car to be almost out of control when taking bends at extremely high speeds.

“It’s alright, it’s just motion sickness. If you ride a few more times, you’ll get used to it. Okay, here it comes, another corner, hold on tight!”

Shen Qingyan prompted Su Li to get her ready for the next drift as she changed down a gear mid-bend and threw the Maserati into oversteer. The rear-end swung into the drift, the tires screeched, momentarily losing traction with the road, and white smoke billowed as the rear wheels continued spinning under high torque.

Lei Shijian’s Porsche followed closely, locking his rear wheels and sustaining his drift around the bend, right behind the Maserati.

Lei Shijian’s co-driver, the medium-sized young man, was anxious as they continued to trail behind Shen Qingyan. “Boss, you can’t keep inhaling her exhaust, you have to overtake her and let her have a taste of your fumes,” he said.

“What’s the hurry? I know what I’m doing, I’ll only use my secret weapon when we get to the tenth corner!”

Lei Shijian scowled. As he had already lost to Shen Qingyan twice, he studied the clips of their past two races and had worked out his move when they made the tenth corner. He knew Shen Qingyan would drift on the outside, so he would be taking the inside drift, and he was 90% confident that this was enough to beat her.