Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Angry Wind Racetrack is a legendary racetrack in the Amateur Shuttle Racing Circle of Dragon City and even has a small reputation in the professional circle.

This track is set in a small thousand worlds called the Angry Wind.

In the wind of wrath, the wind system is filled with the power of a fierce storm, a world of wind.

Gravity is only two-thirds of the celestial realm, and countless turbulent stones are swept away by the wind, flying sandstone, forming a fluttering plankton belt in the middle of the sky.

The shuttle flies in the wind of rage, worrying about being blown away by the rampant winds everywhere and guarding against sudden plankton belts.

Once caught in a plankton belt, it's like a rat falling into a meat grinder, and the shuttle is scrapped at any moment.

Polaris offers high bonuses, on the one hand, to advertise and attract more UFOs.

On the other hand, it is also a means of longline fishing for big fish.

Every driver who runs the Angry Wind track, regardless of grade, is sure to be scratched and in need of overhaul or even scrapping.

The cost of repairs and modifications alone has filled the Polaris Bank with pots.

Not to mention that some people bought a new shuttle directly from the Polaris after the shuttle was scrapped, and half a day later they smashed a piece of shit on the wind track.

Once and for all, the bonus would have been earned.

0.1 seconds, 1 million, 1 second, 10 million, 10 seconds, 100 million!

This bonus, it sounds high.

However, those with a little experience in shuttle speed know that when the record reaches its limit, it's harder to raise it by 0.1 seconds than to climb the sky.

When the Angry Wind Racetrack was just built, it was three days and two ends heard that someone had broken the record, raising the best score by half a second or one second.

With more and more masters, a number of professional athletes are attracted to the Angry Wind Racetrack. They come to try and record a single promotion, which becomes more and more difficult to break.

The latest record of 11 minutes 47 seconds 35, created by a professional driver, has been unbroken for three months.

Even so, Ultra-Shut enthusiasts tend toward the Angry Wind track.

Because there is a strong ingredient of luck in this race track.

On the regular track, the gap between amateur and professional drivers is obvious, and the record created by professional drivers is impossible for amateur drivers to break.

The Angry Wind track minimizes the gap between career and amateur.

Theoretically, if an amateur driver is lucky enough, doesn't happen to run into the wind, and doesn't get caught in the plankton belt, it's likely to produce better results than a professional driver.

Though theoretically possible, it is ultimately a faint line of hope.

In the end, UFO enthusiasts are not looking for millions or tens of millions of bonuses anymore, and people who can afford UFO won't even look at the bonuses.

“I beat some professional driver on the wind track! ”

It is what they dream of to be able to utter such bold words!

Therefore, despite the enormous difficulty, there are constant challenges to the wind track.

And that's why the owner of the Ultra Light Racetrack built the Fury Racetrack.

“Bonus, I don't care! ”

“I just want to know where my limits are! ”

Yuanqi's eyes were red and he shouted harshly.

Li Yao looked out at the bird's nest and a moment later asked:

“What are the requirements for challenging people and cars on the wind track? ”

Yuanqi shakes his head:

“There are no special requirements, just two. ”

“First, drivers can only use the strength of the gas refining period and not use the power above the foundation, which is also for the sake of fairness, everyone is purely more skilled in driving. ”

“Secondly, the shuttle can be retrofitted at will, but the spiritual shield can only be maintained at a certain strength, nor can it carry any offensive weapons. It is impossible to say that you fired the gun first, bombarded the plankton belt into powder and then flew over it. It is too skinny. ”

Li Yao thought for a moment and said:

“Go, help you repair the broken stars, I'd love to see what's really wrong with this wind track! ”

……

An hour later.

Yuanqi mastered the Broken Star and appeared in the wind of anger through a large transmission array.

Hundreds of lens eyes, sending real-time dynamics in the wind of anger, all onto a giant screen outside the bird's nest.

There are also images of the main perspectives, as if they were in a shuttle, about to launch a challenge.

There was a deafening roar in the ears, explosive music, bloodthirsty, and a leap to try.

A lot of people were infected by Yuanqi, rubbing their hands on the side of the friction fist, ready to wait for Yuanqi to finish the challenge, and also take a chance on the wind track.

Li Yao couldn't help but be happy when he saw the scene of the wind of anger.

Wind roars, flying sandstones, angry winds, almost identical to the sandstorm area he practiced day and night in Thunder Camp!

The only difference is that the wind intensity in the Angry Wind is slightly weaker than in the Sandstorm Zone, so that the driver is completely unmanageable.

And because of the low gravity, the drifting rock belt of half-air dance is denser than the sandstorm area, such as a giant beast of rock condensation, a tooth claw, and the opportunity to move.

Seeing the wind of anger, Li Yao remembered the day of the hurricane.

Ten fingers, I couldn't help but jump.

The track is characterized by two spectacular lights that extend into deep unpredictable wind and sand.

The broken star roared, like a thousand rides, single-handedly smashed against the fierce generals of the enemy formation, whistled out, facing the flying sand and walking stone to the past!

Li Yaozhu concentrated on God, not letting go of every move of Yuanqi.

Yuanqi has challenged the wind track many times. He is extremely familiar with the wind. The broken star is like a sharp machete. He constantly draws an arc and cuts into the gap of the wind.

His performance, while still slightly juvenile in Li Yao's view, was enough to drive all the ultrasound enthusiasts crazy.

Everyone grabbed their hair so hard, they couldn't believe their eyes.

“God, Yuanqi is a real god today! ”

“For exactly one minute, he was not disturbed by the wind, he sensed the gap between each of the winds and walked very precisely! ”

Li Yao smiled slightly, passing through the gap of the wind, although not disturbed by the wind, but unable to borrow the power of the wind, can only be said to be sorry, medium rule.

“Wind breaking waves” can only overcome the limits by knowing the power of the wind.

This is what Li Yao learned in the sandstorm area.

Soon, Yuanqi encountered a plankton belt.

Countless pieces of gravel, raging in the raging wind, colliding, crushing, whistling, refracting in an irregular fashion, like a rain of guns and forest bullets.

Yuanqi slowed down, but his body became more frivolous, as if it were a blurry candle fire, fluttering in the wind.

“Huh!”

Yuanqi rushes out of the first plankton belt, accelerating again!

He broke through four plankton strips undamaged.

Towards the end of the day, trouble was encountered and entwined by a particularly dense plankton belt.

“Boom, boom, boom! ”

Crushed stones like bullets hit the shell of a broken star, instantly smashing the broken star all over his body.

“It's over, Wonky's stuck! ”

“No shuttle can withstand such a degree of impact! ”

“Quit the game! ”

In the crowd's shouts, Yuanqi is like a butterfly in a storm, biting his teeth, a dive accelerating, drawing a long arc, passing from below, breaking through the finish line!

……

“Cool!”

Tired of wounds, he climbed out of a broken star that almost turned into mud. Yuanqi's legs were still shaking, but he couldn't help but scream and smile.

“Twelve minutes, 12 seconds, 38, more than my personal best score, half a minute! ”

“If I hadn't been unlucky, there would have been a bloody plankton belt in the end, maybe I could have broken a track record created by a professional driver! ”

“Master Fang, I wonder if there is any possibility of further strengthening the Broken Star? It would be better to convert it to a special model for the Fury Racetrack! ”

Yuanqi was overexcited and yelled.

Li Yao glanced at him and said seriously:

“The possibility of further enhancement, naturally, is that you can change to a special model for the wind track, which is perfectly fine. The question is, can you handle it? ”

“Hmm?”

Yuan Qi is stunned.

Turns out he was just in the mood, just talking.

In his view, the Broken Star was perfect, and he wanted to strengthen it, unless he replaced the entire power system.

But racing on the wind track doesn't just have to be powerful.

I didn't expect Li Yao to be so confident!

Yuanqi asked:

“What is the special model of Angry Wind Racetrack, and is there any particular skill in managing it? ”

Li Yao smiled and said:

“Let's make another deal. ”

“This broken star has been ruined by you and must be overhauled. I can repair it free of charge, strengthening it from inside to outside and upgrading it to a special model for Angry Wind Racetrack. ”

“Tomorrow, in exchange, I'll be the first to steer the Broken Star and take a lap on the Angry Wind Racetrack! ”

……

Night.

Boss Sun's shuttle retrofit shop.

“Huh!”

“Huh!”

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The monotonous roar has lasted all day.

That's Li Yao facing more than two dozen light curtains, studying a collection of videos of countless talented players going wild in the wind of rage.

In particular, videos of several professional drivers who have broken records are studied from beginning to end, one second at a time, without losing sight of every detail.

“A profession is a profession. It's strong! ”

Li Yao rubbed his sour eyes and sighed silently.

On a racetrack with a lot of uncertainty like Anger Wind, professional and amateur drivers may have scored just over a dozen or twenty seconds apart.

But in Li Yao's view, these dozen or twenty seconds means that every time a professional driver cuts in, accelerates, and shakes his tail, he's many times stronger than amateur drivers don't know.

In Flying Sandstone, each perfect action may give you an advantage of only 0.1 seconds, countless 0.1 seconds cumulatively, which is the difference between the final dozen and twenty seconds.

Yuanqi said if he got luckier, he could beat a professional driver.

But in Li Yao's view, his luck today is bad.

“I still underestimated these professionals and thought that amateur peak levels like Yuanqi could represent the entire hypersonic circle. ”

“I didn't expect these professional drivers to be strong enough. ”

“And their shuttle, which is definitely the refinery master's pen, is designed for flying sandstone environments with special enhancement modifications. ”

“Even if I play to the limit, it takes more than one or two seconds for these professional drivers, too little! ”

“What should I do?”

Li Yao, a muddy idol, stared slightly at the light screen, not caring about the whispering of the grand boss and the mechanics beside him.

Li Yao suddenly lit up in front of him when a shuttle was twisted and twisted by the rubble in the image and landed on the ground.

Blur, deep in his brain, emerges a package of heartbreaking modifications, and a bold set of tactics that no one has ever tried!