I practiced my spirituality alone in Hong Kong.

Fu Zongze stared in astonishment as the Honda motorcycle, which was on the verge of going out of control, gradually stabilized under Li Chang'an's strange horse stance.

"Interesting, haha~ Interesting!"

"I underestimated you, young man. You're quite an extraordinary person!"

Fu Zongze's contempt for Li Chang'an completely vanished.

At least setting aside the difference in class, in this match alone, he truly regarded Li Chang'an, this junior, as an opponent of equal standing.

At the same time, Fu Zongze also began to wonder about Li Chang'an's identity and where he learned such strange tricks.

Could it be that this kid isn't as ordinary as he seems, but has some powerful backer?

As the two traversed the long, steep slope, the road began to open up, and the sounds of other riders' motorcycle engines could be heard behind them.

However, thanks to the advantage they had gained from the straight roads and steep slopes, it was already very difficult for them to catch up with Li Chang'an and Fu Zongze.

Especially Li Chang'an.

Although the Honda CB750 Four K6 provided by the Flying Shark Club has mediocre low-end torque, its inline four-cylinder engine has extremely strong high-rev extension, and the engine's rev limit far exceeds that of other models in the same class.

From the start, Li Chang'an maintained a high engine speed throughout the entire journey.

Even on the uphill section just now, he did not downshift, but instead held on to the engine's peak power output.

As the slope slowed down, the pent-up energy burst forth, and Li Chang'an's speed surged, rapidly closing the gap with Fu Zongze.

In no time, he was running on par with him.

However, when faced with Li Chang'an suddenly appearing beside him, Fu Zongze remained calm and composed, showing no signs of panic.

By the moonlight, he looked at the winding mountain road ahead, which seemed barely visible, and a smile appeared on his lips.

That's the famous suicide cliff on Fei Ngo Shan.

Fei Ngo Shan is the highest mountain in Kowloon, and Fei Ngo Terrace at its summit offers a panoramic view of the entire Kowloon region.

On its mountainside, there is a narrow mountain road with many bends and loose rocks, which is recognized by all Hong Kong drivers as the most difficult and challenging track.

Because drivers often have accidents on this winding mountain road, it is also known as Suicide Cliff by drivers.

Li Chang'an could use his strange horse stance and unusual skills to stabilize the car while climbing hills, and with extraordinary perseverance, he could endure the scorching heat of the rapidly heating engine on his thighs.

But Fu Zongze didn't believe that you could still go at full speed while going through the bend of Suicide Cliff!

Once your Honda slows down its engine during a corner, it will be impossible for you to catch up with me by raising the engine speed later!

Fu Zongze watched with great interest as Li Chang'an rushed out first, plunging headfirst into the deadly bends of the Suicide Cliff.

Li Chang'an was unaware that what lay before him was the Suicide Cliff, a place that Hong Kong racers feared, but he was aware of the danger lurking in the winding mountain roads.

This section of the road is full of hairpin bends and blind turns, and the apex of many of these bends is right up against steep cliffs.

The mountain completely blocked the view, making it impossible to see the road ahead.

At the speed of a racing motorcycle, the rider has absolutely no time to react.

If someone accelerates through a corner and goes too far, the vehicle and rider will inevitably overturn and crash heavily into the mountainside.

The worst possible outcome would be for the person and vehicle to plunge off a cliff, resulting in their death by a thousand cuts.

Even in such a perilous situation, Li Chang'an's heart did not race even a fraction.

A few days ago, he was able to drift at full speed on the bends of the Tsuen Wan Hill road with his squad leader.

The mountain was shrouded in fog, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but that didn't affect Li Chang'an's perception.

Because humans have always had more than just eyes to "see" things.

It's just that the eyes are such a powerful organ that people have forgotten how to perceive things using other organs.

Many blind people experience a significant reactivation, or revival, of their hearing and tactile sensitivity after losing their sight.

Their ability to perceive the world is no worse than that of ordinary people; in fact, their perception ability may be even stronger in special circumstances.

Although Li Chang'an has not lost his sight, his mental and physical abilities, which are related to nerve reflexes and dynamic muscle balance, have already surpassed those of ordinary people.

He could clearly feel that his ability to "observe" the world with his ears, sense of smell, and even muscles was getting stronger every day.

Moreover, by this time, he had already grasped the meaning of "soaring into the air and opening one's spirit" by pushing his horse stance to the limit on the motorcycle.

Li Chang'an was now calmer than ever before, his mind clearer than ever.

Intuition told him that he could get through this bend in the path leading to suicide cliff.

And they rushed through at full speed.

"This young man...is he insane?!"

Fu Zongze gripped the handlebars tightly, watching helplessly as Li Chang'an approached the cliff of suicide. Instead of slowing down, he lay prone on the bike to reduce wind resistance...

He actually wanted to cross the suicide cliff at full speed!

"call--"

Li Chang'an held his breath and charged into the first bend in the blink of an eye.

At the moment of turning, he extended his leg to increase wind resistance and reduce his speed in the corner, preparing to drift.

At the same time, he used his waist and abdomen to shift the center of gravity of his body and the car using the snake-like kung fu technique of a python turning over.

Under the moonlight, the black and gold Honda actually drifted smoothly through the bend along the cliff edge!

Fu Zongze watched as the Honda seemed to transform into a giant black and gold python, weaving left and right in the deadly blind bends where there was no forward visibility.

The cliff was always so close, yet Li Chang'an's wheels never crossed the void.

"He was actually...swimming like a dragon on Suicide Cliff?!"

Fu Zongze, a passionate race car enthusiast, has met countless famous, talented, and skilled racers from all over the world.

But he had never seen a driver as unpredictable and bizarre as Li Chang'an.

Where did Xiaolan find this freak...?

……

……

The moonlight bathed the mountains, and the night breeze was slightly cool.

Li Chang'an took the lead and was the first to rush to the top of Feietai.

Looking down from here, you can see the sprawling, staggered buildings of Kowloon City.

Further out in Victoria Harbour, scattered lights floated—lotus lanterns, boat lanterns, and water lanterns released into the water by people.

Some people perform rituals to appease the spirits of the deceased, worship the sea god, and pray for favorable weather and safe travels during the Ghost Festival.

Standing atop the mountain, Li Chang'an watched the full moon's gentle light spill over the lights of countless homes in Hong Kong, and suddenly recalled a poem by Su Shi.

Gazing into the distance from this high vantage point, one sees a vast expanse of sky, devoid of any clouds. The moon, like a cassia branch, flies in, its light bathing the autumn sky in a cool, clear blue.

Unfortunately, the competition is still ongoing, so we can't enjoy the beautiful scenery at the top of Kowloon for too long.

He paused briefly, then turned the car around and sped down the moonlit mountain road.

Generally speaking, motorcycles are much more dangerous going downhill than going uphill.

The difficulty in going uphill usually lies in the vehicle's performance and power.

Going downhill, however, is not a matter of power, but rather whether you can stop in time.

With the immense inertia of going downhill, even a slight release of the throttle results in a rapid acceleration. At this point, braking can easily cause the motorcycle brake discs to overheat and soften, leading to brake failure.

Many accidents on the way down the mountain happen in this way.

However, Li Chang'an's physical condition is extraordinary. Even at the speed of a roller coaster, his heart rate does not increase, and he can always maintain a sharp and calm nerve response.

Under the bright moonlight, he galloped freely, fully enjoying the ultimate exhilaration of chasing the wind down the mountain under the moon.

……

……

On the shore of Kowloon Bay, members of the Flying Shark Club paced anxiously.

Brother Lu kept smoking one cigarette after another.

His hands were trembling as he tried to persuade others.

"Don't be nervous. This is Mr. Li's first time running on this track and his first time using a modified motorcycle. He will definitely need time to break in."

So don't expect to get good results all at once. It doesn't matter if you're at the bottom, just don't crash and burn...

Wen Zhilan sat quietly on a stone pier by the bay.

The moonlight, like water, washed over her delicate features, and the cool moonlight shone on her, as if veiling her in a thin, ethereal gauze.

She, who should have been the most nervous, was quieter than everyone else at this moment.

call--

Another plane roared into the sky from Kai Tak Airport, the enormous wind noise sweeping across the coast.

Suddenly someone shouted:

"I hear a car!"

Wen Zhilan slowly raised her eyes and looked towards the end of the Kowloon Bay coastal highway.

A single, blinding headlight pierced the night, slowly emerging from the horizon.

It was a silver-white Ducati.

"Mr. Fu is back!"

No one was surprised; this result was expected.

Wen Zhilan's hands, tucked inside her leather jacket, unconsciously tensed slightly.

But in the blink of an eye, as the plane above everyone's heads flew away, the bright moonlight shone down again, illuminating the figures on the car clearly.

Wen Zhilan suddenly stood up.

The others stared wide-eyed as well.

The person who drove that Ducati back to the finish line was—

Li Chang'an.