This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 217: Opening... Explosive Kill?

"One minute until the race begins. Drivers, please take your seats on the grid. Drivers may conduct a final inspection of the driver..."

On the track, the sound of the broadcast continued to echo, and the camera crews of the Light Year Project also focused on the starting grid.

The audience's restless voices rose one after another, and a huge banner was hung on the south side of the auditorium: [Death Star, you are the mountain!]

More and more people began to cheer. They came all the way from Cainan to Kyoto just to hear the roar of the Jackdaw engine live!

"Charge! Death Star!"

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room increased, and the barrage of comments began to fill the screen in unison. Many drivers also sat between the screens, ready for action.

They all want to know...

What will the showdown between drift players be like?
How will Zhou Yun, the founder of the Drift Stream, fight against the Drift Stream he created?

"All drivers have completed pre-race inspections, so please wait and see."

Lin Qinglei stood at the front of the VIP auditorium, gently stroking the railing with her hand, looking at the gray-black car body with a raccoon pattern sprayed on it in the maintenance grid, and smiled slightly.

"You're amazing! You didn't even run the warm-up lap. It seems you're already pretty sure of victory."

"It seems that choosing you as Jiuyuan's comprehensive strategic partner was the right choice. This way, the Round Table..."

Thinking of this, the funny expressions of the three guys at the round table suddenly popped up in her mind, and she frowned.

Impressed.

Didn't I just pass on a story about a cat maid? Is it necessary to get so excited?

"Really? I've never seen COS before... Never mind."

She turned to look at the game, the cat ears on her head wiggling slightly and her tail lifted up.

Zhou Yun, show the performance of Jiuyuan's new prints, let the Round Table executives and the entire racing world take a good look at the power of Jiuyuan's print set!
"Drivers, please take the starting grid..."

Amidst the frost and snow, Zhou Yun drove the Jackdaw slowly from the maintenance grid to the starting grid.

Stopping in front of the starting grid, he looked at the neatly arranged cars in front of him, his hands holding the steering wheel trembling slightly.

Any plans they talk about are lies.

The main reason was that Xiyue was too impulsive when she was angry, so he made up a plan to persuade her to calm down.

With only 4 sets of tires, one person can't even run the entire course, so how can he win?

Win with your head?

"Zhou Yun..."

Jackdaw was about to say something when Yuan Kai's voice came over: "Test channel."

"Xiyue is here! Zhou Yun, what's the plan? How are we going to win?" Xiyue's voice came over anxiously: "I can't find a way to ensure you get on the podium!"

There was a hint of anger in her voice. This wasn't a racing animation where you couldn't win by just drinking some chicken soup.

If there are not enough tires, there will not be enough. Once the four sets of tires are used up and the tread is worn out, there will be no friction, so where will the speed come from?

Seeing that Zhou Yun was stuck in his words, her tone became more urgent.

"What's the plan? Even if Qingluan can control tire temperature and affect friction, it's still difficult to win the race with four sets of tires!"

"Our combined innate imprints don't have much ability to protect the fetus! Are you kidding me?"

Having said that, she made up her mind.

Zhou Yun's winning streak has never been broken until now. It was she who dragged Zhou Yun into the vortex of the internal strife of the Light Wheel, so she must take responsibility to the end.

She is number 2 and must protect number 1.

"Well, I'll give you all four sets of tires. I'll hold off the opponent in the early stages, and you try to create as much distance as possible. Don't worry about me..."

Zhou Yun quickly interrupted, "Why are you so anxious? Don't keep thinking about sending it! Don't worry, leave it to me."

Why does this girl always want to give gifts?

After saying that, he put his hand on the handbrake and his eyes flickered.

plan?

What is the plan?

"The plan, the plan is..."

As he spoke, he began to struggle in his heart.

Are we really going to lose like this?

The unwilling anger gradually erupted from my heart.

A voice on the radio rang out: "30 seconds left in the race, the pit lane is closed, drivers are prohibited from making any further changes to the engine settings, and the traffic lights are on."

He looked up at the signal light, listened to the whistle sounding along with the countdown, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

Xiyue, the one he wanted to bring into Yunyi's convoy.

A teammate on the same team.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yun's mouth gradually smiled, and his mind inexplicably formed an extreme path.

Yes, we are a team.

"The plan is, from now on, I'm number 2 and you're number 1."

Han Yu said, "I am the mountain." That means I am the main threat to other racers. So...

"Xiyue, I'll help you win the championship!"

Hearing this, Xiyue took a deep breath and her pupils widened suddenly: "Zhou Yun..."

At this moment, the broadcasting voice sounded: "There are ten seconds left in the race. Racers, please get ready. The countdown begins now!"

"ten!"

"Nine!"

The halo of sunlight shines into the drone's lens, emitting a series of hexagonal light spots.

The figures of Jackdaw and Blue Luan were hidden in this patch of light, leaving only faint shadows.

"seven!"

"six!"

A faint aura appeared on the bodies of many mecha girls, and many of them had already started releasing skills when they started, and various effects began to splash on the track.

"Many mecha girls have already completed their hot start. The moment the signal light turns green, they will release their energy."

"There are many disruptive skills, as well as active acceleration skills. The effects of the stamp set have already taken effect..."

The commentator asked with a smile, "I wonder if they can stop Zhou Yun? Although Zhou Yundi has an unknown start, can their skills catch up to Jackdaw's 'Catapult Start'?"

"Four!"

"three!"

The commentator said excitedly, "Engine roar! Jackdaw!"

Hearing the commentator's voice, countless people in the live broadcast room immediately began to flood the screen with comments: [Engine roar! Jackdaw!]

The spectators at the stadium also began to shout in waves: "Engine roar, Jackdaw!"

Seeing this scene, Ning Yuan squatted on the computer chair and said with a smile: "Engine roar! Jackdaw!"

Lin Qinglei looked at the competition field and smiled slightly in her heart: "We have also optimized the performance of the catapult start."

Bi Chen looked at the Jackdaw with light snowflakes floating in front of him, and continued to increase the "pressure" of his skills. Layers of snowflake-like rust began to form on the car body, and the print set began to work extremely hard.

Everything is ready, just waiting for your launch.

Ye Qing looked at the mecha girl in the field, and after confirming that Bi Chen's 'opening sniper' skill was ready, he smiled.

"Engine roar, Jackdaw."

"two!"

"one!"

The red light goes out and the green light comes on.

Driver No. 17, who was in first place, started to race at full speed, followed by the second, the third... and then it was Zhou Yun's turn.

The cheers from the audience continued. Listening to these expectant shouts, Zhou Yun's blood boiled and he looked ahead with a determined gaze.

What's the starting point of the catapult?
Are tires waste?

Please don't shout out such useless skills, okay?

After complaining a few words, he slowly started driving the Jackdaw, which made Bi Chen, who had been holding it in for a long time, almost vomit blood in anger.

What the hell!

If you don't use the catapult start, my skill of increasing pressure will be wasted! It's a waste of two talent engraving slots!

A thick red fog suddenly poured out from under Bi Chen's car, turning into the shape of a wolf's head and spreading over the starting grid.

The fangs of the wolf head flashed with the light of steel. Unable to find the unit with the greatest friction for a moment, it began to indiscriminately attack the passing drivers.

Han Yu, who was driving from behind, quickly said, "Bi Chen, lock up your dog! It bit the wrong person!"

After being bitten several times, he finally accumulated enough speed to start drifting, avoiding the dogs biting on the track. Jiang Xiyue rubbed his wake and passed through the red fog unscathed.

"OK, Zhou Yun, let's..."

"Let's perform a little and let the opponent fall into our rhythm."

"clear."

Zhou Yun's fingers were tapping piano music on the steering wheel, with his other hand on the gear. He looked as lazy as a college student who stayed at home playing computer games on the weekend.

It is impossible to drift.

This whole situation is impossible.

From now on, I am the master of line-tracking and tire-preservation. I will show you how strong the line-tracking skills are of a racing driver who has been playing karting since childhood and received professional Formula One racing training!

"Jackdaw, I'm afraid we won't be able to enjoy this game to our heart's content."

Jackdaw shook his head and said softly, "It's okay. You'll get tired of using the same position all the time. Sometimes you need to try a different position."

"..." Zhou Yun's eyes gradually became sharper: "Who taught you to say that?" Jackdaw said with a happy smile: "You."

"..."

"..."

"..."

I can’t explain it anymore.

what?
What is Zhou Yun doing!

What about your catapult start, drifting at the beginning, wind escape pressure, and crazy spraying and shooting?
What about drift flow?

How did you start walking the line?
"Uh, ahem, uh… Facing the aggressive attack of Qin Jin in front and Bi Chen behind him, Zhou Yun displayed… brilliant line-management skills. Every move he made was… on point…"

"Zhou Yun has now entered the first corner, Han Yu has caught up, Zhou Yun..."

"Well, Han Yu drove Liuhua and easily overtook the other car."

"..."

Looking at Zhou Yun who was controlling the speed on the right and Han Yu who was using the tail spray of [Gas Escape], he was completely stunned while holding the handle.

We agreed that you create the mountain and I climb it.
Why did you run back?

"I……"

Through the car window of Jackdaw, Han Yu vaguely caught a glimpse of Zhou Yun's lazy appearance, and his heart sank.

"Ye Qing! Zhou Yun just wants to hide now and doesn't follow the routine at all!"

On the other end of the phone, Ye Qing's voice became a little choppy. There was no doubt that Zhou Yun must have seen through his opening plan!

In an instant, a little cold sweat broke out on his head. At this moment, he felt a pressure like a mountain.

Blind spot in thinking.

All his tactics were based on the assumption that Zhou Yun would use the strongest drift, but he never expected that Zhou Yun would deceive him and all the other racers.

No one thought that Zhou Yun would give up the drift flow and even cheat on his talent.

That's right, when he saw the Drift Flow + Early Explosive Kill Flow rune combination, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the start was stable, but he didn't expect...

As he thought about it, he laughed.

“Haha, haha.”

"He's worthy of being the new driver who can put me under pressure. Let's play around with him for a few laps."

Ye Qing fixed his gaze on the monitoring console, staring at Han Yu's data and said, "Han Yu, try to create distance directly. Bi Chen follows and stick to Zhou Yun."

"What on earth do you want to do, Zhou Yun?"

The wind on the track gradually became stronger.

The overwhelming spiritual pressure spread out on the track like a piece of colorful silk, and the terrifying spiritual pressure made the spiritual pressure protection on both sides of the track squeak.

This was followed by a series of drum beats, which caused the synchronization rates of many drivers to drop to the limit. Skills that had already reached the synchronization rate standard were directly grayed out. Several evil wolves composed of red mist were roaring frequently on the track.

One after another, spiritual pressure skills converged into a point in front of the track, turning into a shining spot of light reflected in the drone's lens.

The sound of engines came one after another, roaring.

"Now half of Han Yu's car has passed Zhou Yun. The drivers quickly crossed the country road and rushed towards the virtual Great Wall track high in the sky..."

"The Jackdaw mecha is special. To make it turn perfectly, it requires a longer braking distance and greater braking force. Otherwise, it won't be able to control inertia and the flywheel..."

Hearing this voice, Chen Shuo laughed: "The winner has been decided. I don't believe you can win like this."

Han Yu held the handle, continuously using skills and moving the joystick to drift, with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Can't open.

I really can’t open it!
"Liuhua, for the next turn, let's choose a position a little to the right of the center and force him to give up the racing line."

Han Yu tapped the R1 button on the controller, continuously shifting up gears, and looking at the track ahead, he seemed to be able to hear the buzzing of his heart.

The tail spray ends, the middle section starts to speed up, and the first skill of Liuhua is released...

Feeling the roar from Liuhua's high-powered engine, Han Yu breathed a sigh of relief. He knew he could definitely create distance in the next turn, absolutely.

However, he immediately felt that the acceleration had stagnated and the speed was slowing down little by little.

Zhou Yun, driving a Jackdaw, came closer at some point and stuck tightly to Liuhua's tail wing, destroying the aerodynamics on his body and causing his speed to drop instantly.

Han Yu stuck to the inside line, looking at the Jackdaw he was about to hit, and quickly began to swing the front of the car... In the end, he still failed to get to the racing line.

The speed cannot be increased.

Soon, one car after another climbed onto the Great Wall track. On the narrow and endless 3-kilometer long road, he looked at the jackdaws beside him that were slowly catching up with him, and for some reason he calmed down.

"As expected of an idol, with so many cars watching, he can control the pace on the track."

Han Yu smiled, and Ye Qing's voice came from the headphones.

"His tactics have wasted too many talent runes. Save your strength now and don't try to fight head-on. After a few rounds, his castrated early-game burst runes will be wasted, and you'll lose."

"Without speed, no one can control the rhythm of the track. Keep your mind steady."

Although he asked Han Yu to calm down, Ye Qing's mentality was a little unbalanced.

Zhou Yun, what exactly do you want to do by playing tricks on me?
What exactly is the tactic?
Keep calm and don't let Zhou Yun's appearance lead you astray. He...

As a three-time national champion, he was very experienced, but at this moment he had no idea what Zhou Yun was going to get by risking such a huge price.

In an instant, the pressure came like a surge.

"Han Yu has already moved up to second place, and Zhou Yun is still hotly pursuing him. The first place car, No. 17, Jing Xing, is seriously out of sync with his No. 2 car. I'm sure he'll be overtaken soon..."

"Bi Chen was having a hard time blocking the way. After the first lap, more and more drivers with the number 1 racer passed and joined the battle for the top spot..."

"The skills poured into Han Yu and Zhou Yun. Han Yu's Liuhua is a late-stage mecha girl, and the current situation is extremely difficult for him..."

"..."

"It's the third round. Death Star Zhou Yun is still maintaining his laning strategy. His early burst runes are gradually losing effectiveness..."

"Han Yu was let go, and the entire car has passed Zhou Yun..."

The commentator's voice was quick and steady, constantly conveying key information to the audience, but many viewers still frowned.

Zhou Yun.

What are you doing?
Why isn't it drifting? How can the speed be increased so much?
Lin Qinglei frowned tightly. If this continued, Zhou Yun's speed would become slower and slower within five laps. What was he thinking?
Why not use drift to show them the power of the stamp set?
Jiang Wuyang smiled bitterly and helplessly: "Zhou Yun, you didn't expect that you would be targeted by your own 'Drift Flow'..."

Ning Yuan, who was watching the game in the live broadcast room, also fell silent at this time.

He really couldn't figure out how Zhou Yun was going to win now.

"Ah~"

Zhou Yun yawned and began to slow down slowly.

The Great Wall track is very long and very suitable for acceleration, but without drifting, the Jackdaw would need a long braking distance. Fortunately, the new braking system can keep up, otherwise the Jackdaw's speed would be completely dragged down by the corners.

Route the line.

It's really uninspiring and boring.

Looking at the car lights that lit up ahead, he smiled and said, "Come on, Jackdaw, sing a song."

The jackdaw hummed softly: "Twinkle, twinkle little star, the sky is full of asteroids. Blow up Venus and Jupiter, blow them up until the sky is bright..."

As the song sang softly, Xiyue's voice came: "Zhou Yun, I'm in position, and my skills can keep up."

Qingluan's excited voice also came over: "This is how racing should be done! After one lap, if the tire wear exceeds 1.5%, I lose! Haha, what kind of evil skill is drifting..."

Zhou Yun smiled and said, "Let's start in the middle of the next lap and finish before the Great Wall."

The commentary's voice echoed throughout the audience.

"The sixth lap is about to begin. Many drivers have already activated their second skill, but the mecha girls are inevitably showing signs of fatigue."

"The last three laps will be a period of extensive tire changes for each team. Through their tire change strategies, we can observe the tactical arrangements of each team very well."

"The gap between us isn't that big right now, but good team coordination and strategy will determine the outcome in the later stages of the race. Also, disrupting our opponents' tire changing strategies is a crucial part of our strategy."

"It can be said that the level of the drivers is reflected on the track, and the level of the team is reflected in the tire changes."

Now Zhou Yun is still in a close fight with Han Yu, and Bi Chen keeps interfering with Zhou Yun's speed at his tail.

Ye Qing was monitoring the data while thinking quickly.

"Tactics? What tactics..."

Just when he felt that inspiration was about to break through, Han Yu interrupted his conversation.

"No, my tires can't hold up anymore. I need to go to the pits. I might have to let Zhou Yun lead for a while."

On the other side, Bi Chen's words also came.

"My tires can last one more lap."

Ye Qing nodded: "Bi Chen sticks to Zhou Yun and keeps biting him. Han Yu goes in to change tires first, and Bi Chen comes in on the next lap..."

At this moment, the commentator's voice excitedly shouted: "I know what the Yunyue team's strategy is!"

"I see!"

Hearing this voice, Ye Qing turned his attention to it curiously. What strategy?
He also wanted to hear what analysis this experienced commentator had made!
"Change the tire!"

"Tire changing strategy! This is Zhou Yun's answer to the drift flow!"

"Look at his current tire usage data. The wear is only 38%! But his drifting opponent's tires are already worn out! He has to change tires."

"If this continues, Zhou Yun can gain half a lap for free. With his control over the track rhythm, he can maintain a stable operation until the end and win the race!"

"It's really... an idea that surprised everyone!"

"Sure enough, the one who knows the Drift Stream's weaknesses best is the developer himself?"

Listening to the commentary, Ye Qing almost vomited blood.

This……

Isn't this my strategy?

Zhou Yun, I%……&……*you plagiarized!
(End of this chapter)