God of Life

Interesting number for this tournament.

Because the subject of the contradiction is SCC and SSCC, SSCC, which occupies a local advantage, obtained license plate 1 after a struggle called negotiation.

At the same time, Huang Yiyi tried to hide Wang Yan's strength, so he handed over license plate 1 to Pan Xiao.

So SCC got license plates 2 and 3 and gave them to Dido driver hum and Dido driver Ha to use respectively.

Wang Yan affixed the license plate 4.

Humph Ha Er should have had a name, strong, good racing car, definitely more worthy of fame than those dull people.

However, from the moment the Emperor and his Majesty made the decision to hang Wang Yan jointly, they were characterized as tool men by the money will of the underworld.

They were particularly uncomfortable the moment they received the order.

Humph, hammer the steering wheel: “Humph! Making me a roadblock... Shit! ”

Ha Yin Yang Weird: “Ha! You guys are so funny. The money I won was used to make Fatty famous?! ”

Someone on the console is naturally comforting and explains the motive.

Today's game is a single-player racing mode.

Because the models in battle are too luxurious, more than half of the price is 20 million +, and the drivers are too small, and they are too prone to accidents.

So, 10 seconds to send a car, each running, eventually ranking by total length.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, depart sequentially.

So, to suppress Wang Yan from Car 4, it can only be Car 3 in formation, if Car 3 fails to suppress, then let Car 2 continue to appear.

Milson, ranked No. 5, couldn't do it, so he had to sacrifice General Ha Er to become All-Milson.

This is an innate limitation on ranking, not to say that Humphrey II will be too poor.

In fact, the two are strong.

It's Mercedes-AMGGT3, the GT3 Kings racetrack that was just modeled last year.

Ha drives the Audi R8LMSGT3, a classic German championship model.

In purely racetrack performance theory, both professional racing cars are superior to the unmodified Triads.

Today's scene can only be seen in an unlimited number of amateur gambling contests - professional racing chariots.

GT3 for Rafah, 918, Konisek, Bugadi, BBA...

It was a big fight.

In the eyes of enthusiasts who are not involved in gambling, today's scene is really beautiful and worth remembering for the rest of your life that a beef can be blown at least two bottles.

Stakeholders, however, could not easily enjoy the competition, one on the windowsill, and were so nervous that they could not breathe.

Cars 1 and 2 are arranged side by side in the departure area.

In the countdown seconds, Car 1 slammed out.

Car 3 slowly went up front to patch up, parked in front of the departure line, 10 seconds as soon as it arrived, Car 2 roared out, and Car 4 went up to patch up seat 2.

Read on for a second.

Before leaving, Ha overstepped and stared deeply at Wang Yan.

Everyone wears a helmet, nobody can see anyone, big and young friendly put a thumb up against Ha.

Car 5 standby, Milson and Wang Yan side by side, wait for Wang Yan to read for a second.

Big and small wave, friendship first, game second.

Then suddenly a new shout came from the headset: "Be careful, they're going to hang you together! ”

The moment you step on the throttle, your gaze becomes extremely deep.

Friendship returns to friendship. Whoever stops me from winning the championship, I'll shove you back into Pilotan!

The 918 roared out of the starting line and accelerated by 200 metres, killing into the T1 bend at an initial speed of 186.6 km, then the R8LMSGT3 taillight appeared just ahead of the slope.

You come up here and fuck me?

The audience was also loud: “Damn it! What's wrong with driver number 3?! ”

“Turtle over the bend? ”

“It's just the beginning... so exciting! ”

Hago took a calm look at the rearview mirror, pulled up the corner of his mouth and smiled lightly, a faint yet witty pearl-grabbing rebel BOSS style.

“Hitting someone is killing you... Come on, North Nose! ”

The first test of the Mordor Racetrack was a connecting turn just 200 metres from the starting point.

T1-T4, with a total of 4 bends forming an Arabic numeral “2” shape, the T3 bend is less sharp, but more upward and the entire bend is very compact, with only 12 metres at its narrowest.

The spiral contraction bend is its official name.

The steep reduction of the bend radius from 94 meters to 32 meters is a test of the driver's technique.

12 meters wide, loose at first sight, as wide as the ocean.

But in fact, drivers who drive often realize that this width is simply not enough.

The standard highway, which is required to be 3.75 metres wide and 12 metres wide, is only equivalent to three lanes.

Normal driving is more than enough, fast cars can slip out without paying attention.

Throughout the process, 0.3 seconds is enough.

Hago chose to make a delay here, although slightly shameless, but extremely intelligent.

Lion fight rabbit, do your best!

“Ha! Brother is to disrupt your rhythm from the start, disturb your mind, force you to make mistakes... what will you do? Kids..."

Watching the 918 make a T1 turn, getting closer and closer to himself, Hago grinned and started accelerating.

To suppress an opponent, do not stop, let alone slow down, or it will be swept away by the opponent for a chance.

You have to keep going at the same speed, grab the track ahead, and use every possible opportunity to disgust your opponent.

If you don't want to succeed in World War I, hit your opponent off the field - and Major Hadashi doesn't have the guts to do so.

I just want you to be the wind. I'm the sand, and I'm all over the world...

So Haggo started accelerating on the T2 bend, making the secret jump left and right on the shortcut before entering the T3, shaking the rear of the car like a drunk.

Wang Yan's T1 bent perfectly, cutting in at a 232 km initial speed, a seven-eighths circle was completed, and the car speed dropped to exactly 110 km and began to cut the T3 bend.

Normally, the outer line should be cut in, and by the time it reaches the conversion point, the speed will drop to 103 km, the bend will accelerate, and the throttle will be stepped through after the T4.

However, even though there is no technical pressure, there is a shitty stick standing in front.

Harvey is stuck on the line like a drunk driver, swinging inward at the speed of the early 90, and it looks like there's always a chance of another dozen steering wheels to continue to slow down.

Seems silly, actually too smart.

At this moment, Wang Yan was forced to choose between two choices.

First, take the inner bend.

The problem is that the T3 bend has a maximum bending speed of approximately 107 km/h and has to take the best route outwardly - inwardly - outwardly in order to get out.

If the inner line is bent, whether drifting or gripping, the speed must be significantly slowed down.

The loss is too great.

And of course, there are benefits -- you can take Harvey's route in a staggered fashion and use technology to overtake it.

Second, follow the outside line behind the R8.

Still need to slow down, but you can keep the route and body energy, speeding up with the R8 as you bend out.

The reason why Hago is so difficult today is not because of technology, but because Wang Yan's own speed is stuck at the curve limit.

No fault tolerance.

If you make a slight mistake, you'll jump out of the track immediately.

However, if Major Wang lowered his speed below 90, it would be less difficult to deal with Hago's temporary card slot, which can be accelerated at any time.

But there's also a very difficult problem with this approach ——

The variable acceleration performance of the 918 does not appear to be R8LMSGT3. Once the acceleration is slowed down, it may be suppressed onto the straight path of the T4...

MMP!

Either way, it's inevitable to be disabled.

It can be said that when Hago came up, he wrote down Marvel for Wang Yan. He is experienced in playing hawks and is an excellent old Yin ratio.

The dog was on fire in his heart, but he had to admit, it was hard to get involved.

Surely, no weak chicken can compete.

From the Teito guys in a short time to unite, decisively lift the table, to set a plan, persuade Harvey to execute, to Harvey stinks shamelessly from the first bend to start to kowtow...

Tough motherfucker!

All right. Play hard, huh?

I got it!

The car god Wang bites his teeth hard, not only did he not slow down, but he added it and threw it away. At a speed of about 112 kilometers, he gently took a dozen steering wheels, changed the inner line, and cut it across towards the bend.