Speed ​​God

Chapter 49 Swift as a Rabbit
Lu Zhizhou?
When Alessi saw that red shadow rapidly approaching and biting her tail again in the rearview mirror, her wildly beating heart skipped a beat.

Alesi is most proud of his speed and powerful driving ability. Racing is all about speed, and all drivers are chasing the ultimate speed.

So when he drew the number one position, Alessi was absolutely certain of winning. He was at the front, pushing forward with all his might, sprinting at his own pace, widening the gap in one fell swoop, leaving all the cars behind unable to catch up, and even illegitimate children had to step aside.

As for the tires, Alesi also had his own considerations. The Fiorano circuit is less than three kilometers long, and the short 20-lap course is perfect for sprinting. The tires should last the whole course without much of a problem. He doesn't need to worry about the tire performance dropping drastically and can run as fast as he wants.

In Alesi's view, this intra-team test match was tailor-made for him, allowing him to fully showcase his speed.

Perhaps the only variable is the start. In the initial stage, insufficient grip may lead to a crisis at the first corner. Once handled properly, the rest will be his solo performance stage, where he will let Nicholas and Vasser appreciate the charm of the "Son of the Wind".

But now?

The situation was completely different from what I had imagined.

Lu Zhizhou followed closely behind, unhurried and leisurely, like strolling on a beach. No matter how much risk Alessi took, pushed, or squeezed the car, after briefly widening the gap, that figure would immediately stick back like a leech, remaining in the rearview mirror as if it were a shadow, carefree and leisurely, seemingly with no intention of leaving.

The difference between the two always hovered around one second.

Terrified and on edge, Alessi was both frustrated and aggrieved. His plans had been completely disrupted, and this was definitely not the match he had envisioned.

Unexpectedly, things could slide even further off the edge: Lu Zhizhou was closing in.

Damn it!

What happened? How is this possible?

This is a standard model car, with all the same configuration. Could it be that because that guy is Jean Todt's illegitimate son, Lu Zhizhou's race car had its engine changed?

But he's also Jean-Alessi's son, so why shouldn't he get the change? So, does this mean he failed to win because of his father's connections?

Alessi's anger was gradually escalating, and what was worse, Lu Zhizhou was not being aggressive, but instead constantly provoking and teasing her like a cat playing with a mouse.

It’s so deceiving!
The continuous roar of the engine resonated in Alessi's mind.

All of this was part of Lu Zhizhou's plan.

Lu Zhizhou did not immediately launch a fierce attack. Although both are offensive, there are many types and strategies: aggressive and imposing, smooth and seamless, turning defense into offense and launching a desperate counterattack, waiting for the right moment to strike a fatal blow, and so on.

Different strategies should be adopted when facing different enemies.

The current Alessi is explosive, but his momentum fades and eventually he is exhausted. Therefore, in the first wave of attack and defense, we should avoid his sharp edge.

Oppression—that's the first key word.

Lu Zhizhou adjusted his driving rhythm, deliberately getting close to Alessi at each braking point, creating the illusion that he was sharp and ready to draw his short sword at any moment.

On several occasions, he even deliberately swerved the front of his car out halfway, forcefully squeezing into Alessi's rearview mirror, inch by inch, like a dull knife piercing his heart.

He was torturing Alessi.

That feeling was truly unbearable. Alessi could feel the shadow's presence at all times, lingering there, but his fist hesitated to fall, forcing him to remain on high alert and fully prepared throughout, only to miss again and again. His passion and anger could find no outlet.

suffocated.

Alessi told himself he should stay calm, but the red glimpse in the rearview mirror, like Lu Zhizhou's nonchalant, lazy smile, stung his nerves. The constant roar of the engine in his ears made his blood boil, and his whole body tense and burning.

If he could, Alessi wanted to turn around and punch Lu Zhizhou hard, wishing that Lu Zhizhou's fist would land on him too, so that the two of them could have a good fight where their fists hit each other hard.

However, he couldn't.

So, what to do?
He continued to accelerate and sprint, trying to shake off the tail, but his handling became somewhat chaotic and disorganized, revealing a flaw in his driving. At Turn 3, he braked too early, but the timing was off.

Turn 5 is off track, and the entire curve is too large.

Turn 8, an extreme hairpin bend. Entering the bend too late, it was like a snail in the slow corner, almost causing a head-to-tail collision with Lu Zhizhou.

Full of loopholes.

Lu Zhizhou knew that Alesi's attention was now on him, not the track, so his car control had become rough, and an opportunity had arisen.

However, Lu Zhizhou was not in a hurry.

He hadn't forgotten Turn 1 on the first lap, where Alessi recklessly risked his life, attempting to take them both down; he had to be prepared for that.

He certainly didn't want his graduation ceremony to be ruined by an idiot.

However, caution does not mean cowardice. Stay calm and composed, continue to plan, seize opportunities, and strike decisively. Against an opponent like Alessi, we cannot give them a chance to breathe or retaliate, otherwise they may overturn the table and lose everything.

The tire temperature is steadily rising, the race car is becoming more responsive, the grip is getting better and better, and everything is moving into Lu Zhizhou's comfort zone.

He continued to apply pressure as he entered a new phase.

At Turn One, he deliberately cut inside, making a probing move to force Alessi to cut inside to defend.

At Turn 5, the speed approached, creating a "collision illusion," and it also adopted a doomsday posture, preparing to flip Alesi over from behind, giving Alesi a fright.

At Turn 7, the driver accelerates in advance to create a swaying motion in the front of the car, squeezing into the rearview mirror of the car in front, but it is impossible to tell whether he is going to overtake from the outside or the inside.

Once. Twice. Three, four, or five times.

Alessi had to constantly adjust his vision and change lanes, like a trapped beast running at high speed, covered in wounds and blood, and began to pant heavily.

That pressure gradually pushed to its limit, teetering on the brink of collapse.

Turn 12, Alessi finally made another mistake.

This was the last hairpin turn on the track. Alessi tried to hold the brakes as late as possible and get into the line, but he had over-manipulated the tires in the previous laps and now the tires were slightly locked. The car jerked, and in a flash, the left front wheel had already hit the curb and was out of control off the track.

Crash.

Sand and gravel flew everywhere, and the speed dropped sharply as we exited the corner!

The opportunity is now.

Completely focused, Lu Zhizhou didn't hesitate. In the rapidly changing situation, he immediately chose the outside, forcefully cutting in, flooring the accelerator, and skidding alongside Alessi's car. Seizing the opportunity created by Alessi's understeer, he darted out like a dolphin, his rear wing almost grazing Alessi's nose—

call out!
Swift as a rabbit, seizing opportunities with lightning speed, clean and decisive, ruthless and decisive.

However, Lu Zhizhou's right side of the car was pressed against the curb. With slight and delicate corrections to the steering wheel, he controlled the slightly swaying car and walked a driving line comparable to a scalpel. Not only did he not slow down, but he also accelerated. In the instant he exited the corner, he widened the distance and completely left Alesi behind in one fell swoop.

Lu Zhizhou did not turn around.

He knew that this time, there was no need to look back, no need to worry about Alesi's suicide.

And so they drove away.

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