This is not how you drive a machine!

Chapter 269: The Movement of the Tao
"Now both drivers have rushed into the big loop!"

"As the 'roller coaster peak' accelerates, the speed-type mecha girl Thor is the first to reach the engine module's maximum speed! Entering the giant loop first at a speed of 498 kilometers per hour!"

Ning Yuan kept broadcasting and outputting quickly to the audience across the entire network.

"Ye Qingze was half a second late. Now the gap between the two sides has reached two and a half car bodies..."

From a distance, the Great Loop looks like a dome that blocks out the sky and envelops the entire Kyoto.

The ten o'clock sunlight shines on the edge of the giant loop, and the vertical light covers the entire loop in a gorgeous Tyndall effect.

In the corner of the light fog, the thrilling sound of the engine kept echoing in the dome.

Amid the roar, no birds are allowed to fly.

The two mechas moved one after the other along the diagonal line of the big loop and charged towards the solar flare in the camera.

The beautiful sun shines brightly on the sword and spear.

The moment Thor rushed into the sunlight first along the big loop tangent, the fragmented sword light around Jian Xue suddenly stopped, and then slashed towards the sun along the straight light like waves!

"Contestant Ye Qing launched another slashing attack!"

Ning Yuan's voice became more and more excited.

Brothers!

You should have played like this a long time ago!
This way everyone will find it interesting. Otherwise, what do you want me to explain?
Commentary: How do you operate, how do you seize the rhythm on the track, and how do you gain advantages invisibly?

Even if I have a quick tongue, I don't have the brains!

How can I, a silver player, comment on the King's game? I don't even understand what you two are doing!

While including "The Complete Theory of Robot Girl Racing: Sun Chengcheng Edition" in the required reading subjects every night, he shouted into the microphone.

"Zhou Yun once again demonstrated his ultimate drifting skills!"

"At the narrow angle of the loop apex, Zhou Yun swung the front of the Thor toward the track guardrail, putting the car out of striking distance."

After watching Zhou Yun use inertial drift to throw Thor back to the racing line, Ning Yuan seized the opportunity to start promoting.

"I have to say, Ye Qing chose the perfect time. He was at the very edge of the diagonal line, leaving Zhou Yun no room to dodge."

"But Zhou Yun once again proved to us with his extreme driving skills..."

"It's no use! He's already started the tail spray, widening the gap lost in drifting!"

"This is the drift flow! Swinging anytime, anywhere, impulsive, erupting, gushing anytime, anywhere!"

The director's team switched the camera to the track. Watching the pilots from both teams roaring past the camera, Ning Yuan took a big gulp of pear juice.

"Now, I can't count how many times Ye Qing's attacks have missed."

"Jianxue's first skill doesn't have any speed recovery. As a result, the distance between their cars will widen further and further as they turn!"

"With six and a half car bodies, he can no longer do anything to Thor!"

"Now, what should he do... He started slashing again..."

As the number of bends increased, Ye Qing's cooling rate became slower and slower, and the race gradually entered its climax.

The sword light floating around Jian Xue's body continued to increase, and the entire car body gradually became translucent under the sunlight.

At such a climax, the voices in the audience became quieter and quieter.

Everyone was afraid that cheering would waste their time watching the game. They hadn't seen such an exciting two-player match in a long time!

"At Turn 19, Jianxue gathered three rounds of 'sword power' and launched a slashing attack just as Zhou Yun was about to exit the turn and begin his tail spray..."

"Ye Qing got stuck in the terrain of No. 19, forcing Zhou Yun to go around the center of the chicane. This time, Zhou Yun's speed was reduced a little."

"At Turn 21, Jianxue made a feint, but Zhou Yun didn't fall for it. Then Jianxue launched another attack on the straight!"

"It's a tense psychological battle, real and fake!"

"However, Ye Qing was not discouraged and launched another offensive at Turn 22..."

"This time, the maneuvering at the corner slightly disrupted Zhou Yun's cornering, but his exit route was normal. Now the distance between the two mechas is getting closer and closer to three car bodies..."

Sun Chengcheng excitedly shouted, "Chase, chase!"

"He chases, he flees, he can't escape even if he has wings!"

Hearing this, Han Yu's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

He looked at the dust rapidly moving along the skyline from the Hot Wheels track, and reached out to pat Sun Chengcheng's leg.

"Coach Sun, it seems like Ye Qing has completely fallen into Zhou Yun's rhythm."

"Every time he made a move, it was when he had to, and at this time, Zhou Yun was already prepared."

He couldn't help but express his feelings.

"It's as if Ye Qing is coordinating Zhou Yun's drifting moves."

Sun Chengcheng unscrewed the thermos cup, took a big gulp of the sauce-flavored "orange juice", and made a "sha" sound.

"You're not wrong."

"Zhou Yun is indeed in the lead in terms of track rhythm right now."

Han Yu lowered his head. As a racing driver, he couldn't help but think about what he would do if he was trapped in the rhythm of his opponent?
"In this situation, Ye Qing has no other options?"

Sun Chengcheng propped up her little face with her little fists and began to think. After a moment, she smiled and clapped her hands.

"Han Yu, what is the most important thing for a racing driver?"

Han Yu lowered his head and frowned tightly.

Seeing Han Yu's tightly furrowed brows, Sun Chengcheng couldn't help but knock on his head.

"It's your mindset! What are you thinking about?"

“Attitude, attitude!”

"In a sport as biu! biu! as racing, a racer's heart should be as soft as butter pudding, understand?"

"Let me ask you, if you were caught in this passive situation, would you give it your all and risk your life?"

Before Han Yu could answer, Sun Chengcheng gave the answer.

"You definitely will. You're using spiritual pressure to assist drifting, directly using the handle to replace the traditional control mode, and draining spiritual pressure to drive fast on the track. Aren't these all manifestations of your extreme behavior in adversity?"

"If you play like this against lower-level opponents, you'll feel good about winning, but if you want to compete in the national competition, you have to learn to maintain a steady mindset." "Ye Qing, you're turning adversity into an advantage."

Han Yu blinked and looked at the two drivers competing fiercely on the big screen, and suddenly he had an epiphany.

On the track, hunters and hunted transform into each other.

It seems that Ye Qing is chasing Zhou Yun, but in fact Ye Qing is escaping Zhou Yun's trap.

It seems that Ye Qing is falling into Zhou Yun's trap, but Ye Qing is actually accumulating advantages in secret, just waiting for the right time and place to kill with one sword.

Just like how he opened the sky gate with one sword in S5, he sent Zhou Yun back to zero.

Thinking of this, he frowned slightly and patted Sun Chengcheng.

"Coach Sun, your orange juice wasn't screwed in tightly, and it spilled all over me. I thought you..."

"Ah! My can of orange juice!"

The sunlight keeps moving across the Hot Wheels track.

As the two mechas rushed out of the winding and sharp area and arrived at the last super-long straight at the end of the track, the amplification area gradually came to an end.

The audience then remembered to cheer.

"Cool!"

"Jingyun City, invincible!"

"Zhou Yun! Tell these drivers in Kyoto that we in Jingyun City are not to be trifled with!"

"Let them see what we small-town racers are capable of!"

Hearing the Jingyun City drivers' desperate shouts behind him, Jiang Xiyue, who was standing at the edge of the Yunyi team, couldn't help but cheer.

After a full circle and 48 extreme turns, Ye Qing managed not to get hit at all, which made her face turn slightly red.

She couldn't help but imagine herself as Jiang Wuya, drifting to the extreme on the Hot Wheels track.

I just want to drift for fun, do you understand?
"It's so uncomfortable. The novel is even earlier. No, I have to revise it quickly..."

After taking out her cell phone angrily, she turned to look in Ye Qing's direction. Looking at the track left by her former teammate on the track, she smiled.

"As expected of you, even in front of this extraterritorial evil god, you can still keep your composure and seize the rhythm."

"Where is it? Turn 3 or Turn 11?"

In the hall of the competition group, Jiang Wuyang brought in a small round stool.

He sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, coughed a few times, looked at the game in front of him with burning eyes, and couldn't help laughing.

"Qingluan... uh."

"This game is really a feast for the eyes."

He couldn't help but tremble all over when he thought of those infuriating bastards on the other teams of the Light Cycle.

How long has it been since we saw this kind of top-notch showdown where both drivers’ thinking, strategies, skill release, and psychological factors were all at the top?
"It's good that you gave up, Ye Qing."

"Don't fight for the momentary advantage, and focus on the opportunity at Turn 4 on the second lap."

After sighing, he lowered his head and began to think.

"If Zhou Yun really gets hit, how will we promote the Drift Flow?"

After all... Lin Qinglei was right to remind her.

This competition concerns the future of drifting.

The sunshine is just right.

The end of the Hot Wheels track looks like a fairy's raincoat, stretching all the way to the sky.

Watching the two drivers chasing each other intensely on the track, the audience across the Internet burst into heated discussions.

【Drifting is so cool! 】

[Mom! I want to learn drifting!]

"Coach, please give me a chance! I'll show you what drifting is!"

We've just launched an online drifting training course. I've already signed up and bought a Yunyu brand car...

[Where? Where? Call me...]

Amidst the barrage of comments asking "Where can I learn drifting?", Ning Yuan's voice rang out again.

"Zhou Yun was the first to rush into the starting line, and the first lap is over!"

"It took 1 minute and 40 seconds! Ye Qing followed closely behind, taking 1 minute and 41 seconds!"

"There's now a three-car gap between the two teams, but both have already accelerated and adjusted, and their tire temperatures are gradually approaching their optimal levels. This lap will be a race at top speed for both teams!"

“I wonder what kind of surprises this round will bring us?”

The faint sound of breathing echoed around Jianxue's cab.

"Whoo~"

"Whoo~"

Ye Qing looked at Thor who was racing at high speed in front of him, and his eyes gradually became focused.

Jian Xue couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

After chopping a circle, she was really tired!
"I really can't get used to this guy's rhythm. It's like death rock, all big guitars banging and strumming. It's so tight that I can't even breathe. If I slow down a bit, this guy will really win."

"I still prefer the guzheng's 'deng' 'deng' 'deng'..."

Listening to Jian Xue's complaints, Ye Qing stretched his slightly sore fingers and smiled slightly.

"Reversal is the movement of the Tao, Zhou Yun."

He followed Zhou Yun for a whole lap. Even though every cut was in the rhythm Zhou Yun wanted, he also used this rhythm to constantly adjust the details of Zhou Yun's car.

Let Zhou Yun adjust along the racing line he wants until the best opportunity arises.

He placed his fingers on the handle again.

"Cut once at turn 1, then take action at compound turn 4, Jianxue."

(End of this chapter)