Xuan Qi's eyes were rounded, his brain began to run wildly, and he calculated the angle he had to enter the track. His body arched slightly, and his energy and spirit were raised to the limit.

Watanabe Mori hates failure and especially hates putting it in the hands of humble Chinese people, so Watanabe Mori also fought for the last turn. Honor is as important as life. Watanabe Mori will not swallow the bitter fruit of failure.

At least thirty TV stations have used high-definition cameras toward Kinki and Watanabe. The golden drivers and the black drivers have become the focus of the world at this moment.

The handlebar next to the black racing car is located at the accelerator and becomes the focus. After being scratched a few times, half of the original ones are left. If you wipe it again, it may break. Racing cars without the accelerator will lose their kinetic energy, and the rest of the journey will naturally not be able to run.

After seeing the situation of the turn of the hand, the audience in the island country breathed a sigh of relief. Some people even said earnestly: "Strength is strength, and you can't win by taking advantage of opportunities. If the turn of the hand is so sharp, will he dare to scratch it again?"

The heart that was already hanging in the air was put back in the stomach at this moment. The last turn and the straight path to the end will become the road for Watanabe to surpass Shang Tao. The people of the island firmly believe that Watanabe will not be defeated.

The hearts of Chinese people are raised, but they never thought that these few scratches will leave such heavy damage to the rotary handle. If they scratch again, they will probably cause the rotary handle to be damaged. Without scratching, according to Watanabe's turning technique, Shang Tao will definitely surpass him. What if the rotary handle is broken and there is no motivation to race the road? Everyone's heart is raised in the throat.

As Kyung took the lead, Watanabe was pressed behind, and Inoue Yu lost his energy and became as weak as if he was dead. As the picture was transmitted, seeing the motorcyclist KR was scratched like this, Inoue Yu's energy came back

He sat in the live broadcast hall, pointed to the screen that was transmitted in front and said, "Look at how such a racing car could pass the drivers of our island country." He said, and gestured to the camera with a raising gesture: "Song Boxiong, drink more water, circulate half a liter of urine, and you will be able to drink it soon."

In the program hosted by Song Boxiong, the signal of Inoue Yu was broadcast. The old Song Boxiong also saw that the racing car was in a bad state now, but he did not lose the game. He immediately retorted and said, "It's better to ask Inoue Yujun to eat a few more boxes of bento. Eating your own stool is better than eating others' taste."

The well-known anchors of the two countries are thousands of miles apart and are verbal in the TV station. This has instantly increased the ratings of the two TV stations and stretched out countless topics.

But everyone stared at the video signal that was being broadcast. The audience next to the Imora track all held their breath. The biggest star spectator Baron had already been thrilling with his body. It was so exciting that he wanted to jump down and run around.

After turning, Xuan Qi's speed increased to the limit this time, his knees opened into a triangle, and the body formed a large angle with the ground, and his knees were tightly attached to the ground. As the speed became faster and faster, Xuan Qi could feel that the clothes on his knees were getting hot and hot.

Looking at Xuan Qi turning against gravity, both the audience on the scene and the audience in front of the TV took a deep breath. This was a hair shorter between falling and riding. The angle was a little larger, and it fell back to the ground. The angle was a little smaller, so the curve could not be passed.

Looking at Xuan Qi as if he had broken through the mystery of time, rubbing the edge of gravity, he was about to complete this turn in a daze for people all over the world.

Watanabe Mori was following behind, furious, and he would not let Xuanqi achieve the final victory. Looking at Xuanqi's slightest turn, Watanabe Mori deliberately drifted, and the howling motorcycle took Hengfeng toward Xuanqi's body.

It was like a large truck suddenly rushed over from behind on a not-wide highway. The originally stable body swayed violently from side to side under the disturbance of the cross wind. If the body was too light or the cross wind was too strong, it would easily cause a tragedy of overturning or missing direction.

Watanabe Mori's attention is this. Anything that can form a balance has a delicate sensitivity. The turn of the slightest momentum and the curvature is too high. A grain of sand or a gust of wind can become the key to overturning, just like the last straw that crushes the camel. There is a similar effect between the two.

Xuan Qi, who was turning, immediately felt the oppression coming from behind, and the strong wind whistling and rolling forward. The balance that Xuan Qi tried his best was immediately broken, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably, and his knees pressed on the ground first.

As the motorcycle fluctuated greatly, it then fell to the ground. The audience couldn't help but exclaim. The audience in the island country all laughed loudly to celebrate their upcoming victory.

Matsusaka Saburo jumped up excitedly, his eyes shot red anger and happy Huaguang, muttering with words: "Shang Tao, Shang Tao, you not only lose money, but also lose your life."

Nosuke Matsusaka, far away in front of the Tokyo TV, jumped up directly, his eyes radiated and eager, and shouted excitedly: "Billion, one billion, and one billion," the big boss who runs a business has no spare money. What's more, this is a battle of revenge, which not only makes back the past lost, but also makes seven or eight times the profit.

The audience in front of the island TV even gave a series of cheers. How could the national treasure-level racer Watanabe Mori lose to the unknown Chinese? Some people were already staring wide, hoping for the stimulation. Behind the black motorcycle was a golden motorcycle, as if they had seen the rotating wheel crushing their heads.

Inoue Yu even slapped in the live broadcast room and kept shouting at the camera: "Song Boxiong, are you ready for your urine? Drink more water, the taste will not be so strong."

The Chinese audience let out a cold cry, and the timid even closed their eyes directly. The development of things has transcended the operation of their thinking. Shang Tao, who has gained the upper hand, made a mistake in the last move.

The timid people have closed their eyes, while the bold people's eyes continue to shine. They are waiting, they are praying. They are waiting for Shang Tao to turn defeat into victory, they pray that Shang Tao is safe and sound. They even have a little extravagant hope in their hearts, hoping that miracles can happen at this moment, and Shang Tao can turn defeat into victory.

Shang Tao's mother, sitting in front of the TV, cried out for a moment. She wished she could run to Imora now to suffer this pain for Shang Tao. Shang Chongwu's eyes widened, and there was a trace of crystal tears flashing inside. Unexpectedly, she could not have thought that her son would fail in the end.

After thinking about it carefully, Shang Chongwu felt that this should be the case. After all, he has already performed well and reached this point. No matter what the final result is, the child will do his best.

Shang Chongwu stood up with his wife in his arms and said loudly: "Go to Italy, take your son back and bring the hero back..."

"Ah" Shang Tao's mother suddenly exclaimed, and the situation reversed again.

Shang Tao, who was watching the live broadcast, looked at Xuan Qi falling to the ground, and he opened his mouth and exclaimed: "Don't..." As soon as he said halfway, the situation changed drastically

Xuan Qi felt a burning pain on his knee, wrapped in a dragon armor, and he would not be injured. As his body fell, the angle between his body and the motorcycle was large, and he was about to slide and roll when he left the curve. But Watanabe behind him not only did not slow down, but instead rushed over. This Japanese man wanted to crush himself to death.

The more dangerous it is, the more calm he needs to be. Xuan Qi was not panicked at all. He pulled his left and right hands inward, and his knees were violently pressed down. The body that had fallen immediately bounced up again. The rider who was originally shaking and about to roll on the ground immediately turned over to the car again, and the accelerator, OnePlus, rushed towards the finish line.

This result was beyond everyone's expectations. No one expected that Xuan Qi, who should have rolled on the ground, would have such a way, and his fate would directly turn 180 degrees. The victory or defeat would be reversed at once.

A rapid breathing sound appeared above the Imora track, and then it gathered into a Watanabe Mori who was chasing behind, and he was even more incredible in his eyes, watching Qian Qi and Juechen together. The gap between the two was being slightly widened.

The corners of the TV station's mouth were raised, and Inoue Yu was waiting to see Kinqi roll over. He could stuff a whole quail into his mouth. He blinked hard, unable to believe that everything in front of him was real.

In the live broadcast room of China, Song Boxiong's face went from shock to surprise, and his emotions turned 180 degrees in an instant. He said three times to the camera: "Okay, okay"

Qianqi's body leaned on the motorcycle, and his speed reached its limit. It seemed as if the arrows from the string were firmly grasping the lead. He started to pull forward from a parking space. Although Watanabe Mori was following behind, he tried his best to rush forward, but he failed to draw the distance closer and further away.

In the end, he could only watch Xuan Qi cross the finish line. The Chinese people around him cheered for the heroes one by one. The sad and sad Watanabe slowly stopped the car and took off his helmet helplessly. He wandered around with lost eyes and saw the Red Baron in the crowd.

The handsome guy has a masculine face and is rushing to Watanabetsu to make gestures, meaning that tomorrow I saw Watanabetsu who was originally lost and was excited again, but I just lost one game, and I didn't lose my life. I still have a chance to fight again tomorrow.
Chapter completed!