The Only Magician on Earth

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  “go!!!”

   As soon as Shangguanqiao finished speaking, he saw the white fat man roar, and the small flag in his hand slammed down. The passion erupted, and the fat on the body also trembled for a while, but it seemed to have such a smell, which was not annoying.

  The competition has officially started!

  hum

   In the roar of the motor, the Bugatti Veyron rushed out like a cheetah ready to go, and in the blink of an eye, it left the Lanse Continental behind.

   "Brother Feng, come on! You will definitely win...Gah!?"

  Shangguanqiao waved his arms and cheered the ancient style loudly. However, as soon as the words were shouted, they stopped abruptly. Looking at the Bugatti Veyron and Continental one after the other, their mouths were round, and they could swallow a raw egg with a shell.

"Is this what you said you will never lose?" Su Lili was also surprised, "However, my sister and I have seen the ancient style of driving. How can this gap be so big? Strong hands?" ..

   "This...this..." Shangguanqiao obviously did not expect this to happen. Even in his usual stinky manner, his mind is now a little stiff, and he doesn't know what to say.

   Suddenly, Su Lili turned her head and looked at Shangguan Bridge coldly.

   "What...what?" Shangguanqiao shivered a bit, feeling a little awkward and asked.

   "I remember, someone said just now that his brother Feng is impossible to lose. If he loses, what will happen?" Su Lili looked up and down Shangguanqiao and asked.

   "Man, man, dare to say it! If Brother Feng loses, I will chop off my feet and eat it! How about it?" Shangguanqiao puffed out his chest, unwilling to admit defeat.

"Humph! Then you should prepare early! Think about whether you want to steam it, braise it, or stew soup." Su Lili snorted coldly, "That guy is extremely greedy, if he loses the game in the end, it will hurt my sister so bad... ...I won't spare him! You, your accomplice, should also be punished!"

  Shangguanqiao was not happy when he heard it:

   "Little girl, you can insult me. However, you must not slander Brother Feng! Otherwise, be careful that I will steam you! Steamed loli meat, I believe it must taste good!"

   Shangguan Bridge looks like Yin Sen. Bare white teeth.

   "Go to hell!" Su Lili kicked over immediately.

  …

   "Hahaha! The son of the trash, as expected, can only be trash forever! If I knew he was such a trash, where would I need to ask Nakata to take action? I'll take action directly. I can abuse him! Hes..."

  Bai Jiaju looked at Lan Se Ou Lu who was thrown away in an instant, his smile affected his injury, and he couldn't help grinning.

   The pain in this body made him hate the ancient style even more.

""hey-hey! First let you lose the game, let you look up at the two **** in the Su family, and then see how this young master concocts you! "

   Bai Jiaju thought viciously.

  …

   "That's what you mean by sure winning?"

  Blue se Continental co-pilot. Looking at the black Bugatti Veyron who was instantly distanced in front, Su Zhenzhen's temples jumped, her eyes looking at the ancient style as if she was going to eat people!

   "This...this is an accident! Hehe! You know, I'm not very good at starting!"

   Gu Feng laughed twice. The rampage of the Bugatti Veyron just now shocked him a lot.

   Compete with a racer like Nakata Muramasa. It was the first time for Gu Feng, and he did not expect that the opponent would start so fast.

  Gu Feng is right, his strengths are not in starting.

   The skills of starting a car, he did not study hard. The main reason why his driving skills are strong is that he relies on the divine power of jing. The powerful divine power allows him to clearly control the surrounding road conditions, and to clearly sense the functions of the vehicle under his seat...

  The second is agile response, able to respond in time.

   Thus, soon after driving, he became a master of drag racing. After learning some driving skills on the Internet, I took it to the next level.

   However, compared with a master like Naka Tamura who is not weaker than a professional racer, Gufeng is still a little weaker in starting skills.

   Still, it’s normal to think about it.

   Naka Tamura almost makes a living by racing cars. He has been immersed in starting skills for many years, so he naturally has a lot of his own experience.

  The techniques of ancient style are all seen on the Internet, and they cannot be called high-end.

  Starting, hardly affected by the surrounding road conditions, etc., completely rely on technology and motorcycle performance, so the ancient style will be so far behind.

   Wanting to understand this, Gu Feng quickly regained his confidence.

   "Don't worry! I'll catch up soon!"

   Gu Feng said, his face began to become serious, Jing's supernatural power was all concentrated on the racing car and road conditions, and the accelerator under his feet kept stepping down and collapsing.

  …

   "Hahaha... rubbish! It's really rubbish! Just for such a rubbish, Bai Jiaju is embarrassed to ask the master to ask me to take action? This Bai Jiaju is really getting worse and worse!"

  Naka Tamura obviously did not expect that he would win so smoothly. At the moment of starting, leaving such a large distance away from the opponent, this is simply an advantage that overwhelms xing!

   This is the gap, and it is not easy to catch up.

"Nakata-kun is also a well-known racing expert in our country. When competing with these Chinese people, he has an overwhelming advantage over xing. I don't think this is surprising! Most of the Chinese people are upstarts. How long have they been in contact with racing cars? How can you compare with the real masters in our country!" Mizuno Sakurako raised her chin slightly, in front of the clan, her sense of superiority of this race has never been concealed.

"Hahaha, Miss Sakurako is right, I leveled myself to the level of Chinese people. Compared with them, I am indeed a bit self-deprecating!" Nakatamura smiled and felt very proud of Mizuno Sakurako's praise. , "This ancient style is indeed not worthy of being my opponent. It's just that this annoying fly should also be punished! When the game is over, I will accept his feet as a lesson to him!"

   Naka Tamura pouted in disdain. In my heart, I no longer regard the ancient style as an opponent!

"Um?"

   Just when the two were complacent, a light flashed in the rear-view mirror, and the pair of headlights got closer and closer, and the blue se Continental even chased after them.

   "What? The distance is being chased?" Mizuno Sakurako was slightly startled, looking at the lights behind, it was indeed getting closer.

   "This..." Nakatamura's face was embarrassed. Although they were talking just now, Nakata's eyes kept looking straight ahead, Jing's divine power was concentrated, and his speed did not slow down.

   "Don't worry, Miss Sakurako, he won't be able to catch up!" After Nakata finished saying this, he closed his mouth, Jing was highly concentrated, stepped on the accelerator, and clenched the steering wheel with both hands.

  hum

   The Bugatti Veyron roared, like a black lightning bolt, galloping on the flat mountain road.

  zi

   At the corner, a beautiful drift, a black smoke on the tires, the body of the Bugatti Veyron swayed sideways, there was almost no pause, the wheels were dazzling and galloped away.

   "Wow! Nice work, Nakata-kun!" Mizuno Sakurako couldn't help but exclaim.

   For a racing enthusiast, being able to experience this extreme feeling in the position of the co-pilot of the racing car is definitely a kind of strange excitement.

   Naka Tamura is already in the state of a racer at this time. He is usually very proud of Mizuno Sakurako's praise, but now, as if he hadn't heard it, he still looked ahead, his face remained the same.

   Mizuno Sakurako saw this, not only was not angry, but showed an expression of admiration.

  hum

  The roar of the motor echoed through the mountains.

  Nakata Muramasa was serious, completely entered the state of the competition, and went all out, and the speed of the Bugatti Veyron soared by another point.

  Lanse Continental chased after a certain distance, and it was no longer difficult to get closer. The two cars galloped past the mountains one after the other.

  zi

  hum

  The sound of the flowing tires rubbing, the roar of the motor... all come together, and it sounds exciting.

  …

   Yamashita Platform! A large screen, the angle of view is constantly changing, and it is sent back to the video pictures one by one.

   On the mountain road, there are video surveillance at key positions, and with constant switching, most of the schedule of the game can be sent back.

  People are watching the progress of the game through video. Every beautiful and elegant, can cause people to cheer and howl.

   "Europe is catching up!"

   "Wow! I can't see it! Continental's starting skills are so poor, it's really unambiguous on the track!"

   "Oops! The Bugatti Veyron also went crazy! Unfortunately, Continental may be in trouble!"

   "Tsk tsk! Half of the race has passed, and the gap between the two cars is no longer close... Continental loses a lot!"

   "What a pity! If Continental hadn't lost so much at the start, this game would have been even more exciting!"

"Oh"

   There was a sudden "oh" sound among the crowd justice theory. It turned out that it was the Bugatti Veyron who made another elegant approach to the limit, which aroused people's admiration.

   Not only the general crowd, but Shangguanqiao and Su Lili were both gearing up and anxious.

   "Oops! Brother Feng, come on! Catch up! Keep going!"

  Shangguanqiao was working hard, looking at his expression, he was even more nervous than the ancient style.

   "What a pity! If you didn't lose so much at the start, maybe you really have a chance..."

  Little Lolita Su Lili is also holding a pink fist, her face full of anxiety.

  …

Next to   , two doctors are dealing with Bai Jiaju's injury.

  The extreme sport of drag racing is very dangerous. Those who can afford a luxury car with money are not tall, rich and handsome, but also rich and short. Anyway, they cannot do without the word "rich", that's for sure.

  Bai Jiaju stared at the screen while enjoying the treatment.

   When Lan Se Ou Lu caught up just now, Bai Jiaju's face turned pale. Now that the distance is no longer any closer, and the race has already passed most of the way, I am very proud again.

   "Dynasty! Ancient style! You dare to fight with me! Originally, I wanted to let you go because you were down and out, but since you don't know what's going on... hum!"

   Bai Jiaju smiled dangerously. (To be continued.)