At this moment, the staff in the stands finally called the police, but it would take some time for them to arrive.
During this period, the man in the green leather suit might suffer some pain.
The riders from the Tengfei racing team on the track now also saw the chaos in the stands.
A Yamaha rider from the Tengfei racing team glanced at the stands as he passed the straight section in front of them.
There was a commotion above, and the Yamaha rider vaguely saw several figures in black and a splash of green gathered together.
The racing bikes were fast, so the rider didn't get a clear look.
"What's going on, are they celebrating a crash?"
As he muttered to himself, a black blur flashed past him from behind, overtaking him in the blink of an eye.
"So fast!"
The black blur flashed by so quickly that the Yamaha rider didn't even have time to react.
At first, the Yamaha rider thought the speeding bike was one of his teammates, so he immediately increased his throttle to catch up.
However, when he looked closely, he realized it was a black motorcycle.
And the person on the bike was also wearing a black leather suit, which meant he wasn't from their team.
Each team had its own signature color. Just like Ducati factory team's signature red, green was the signature color of the Tengfei racing team.
Lin Yan saw a green-liveried Yamaha R1 for the first time.
Seeing himself being overtaken, the Yamaha rider twisted the throttle and chased after Lin Yan, a look of confusion on his face.
"Didn't our team book this track? How is someone else able to get in?"
On the nearly kilometer-long, 20-meter-wide track.
The Yamaha R1 closely followed Lin Yan's Kawasaki H2R. At high speed, the scenery on both sides flashed by, and the roar of engines echoed on the track.
"Damn it, where did this bike come from? Get off the track quickly, don't interfere with our training."
The Yamaha rider under his helmet cursed angrily. Those who could be teammates with the man in the green leather suit were obviously not good people.
However, amidst the deafening roar of the engine, his voice was quickly drowned out, not even a whisper escaping.
With his skill, it was far from enough to catch up to Lin Yan.
Lin Yan was just testing the bike at the moment and hadn't even entered his full state. Whether it was top speed or cornering lean angle, Lin Yan had only made simple attempts and hadn't pushed to the limit.
But even in Lin Yan's relaxed state, the Yamaha rider behind him, despite giving his all, couldn't catch up.
His forehead was even breaking out in a fine sweat, yet the distance between him and Lin Yan continued to widen.
"Who on earth is this person? Is he too fast?"
The Yamaha rider under his helmet was somewhat unwilling. He was a professional rider, how could he be so easily left behind? He grunted and continued to accelerate.
Lin Yan maxed out the power of the Kawasaki H2R through the main control panel, directly activating the track mode.
The power instantly increased by another level. Feeling the power surge, Lin Yan exclaimed.
"Huh, this track mode is quite interesting. It feels like a professional race car."
After testing the straight section, Lin Yan decided to test the cornering performance.
Without delay, at the end of the long straight, at the next corner, which was turn one of this track, Lin Yan directly executed a 67-degree lean.
He downshifted, braked, and the bike gradually tilted towards the apex of the corner, his knee extending outwards.
The entire sequence of operations was flawless, with no room for criticism.
As the bike entered the corner, the Kawasaki H2R began to tilt slowly. However, just as his knee slider touched the ground, a slight tremor came from the handlebars of the H2R.
Because he went into the corner at the limit of lean angle right away, Lin Yan had a bit of a struggle through this corner. However, after this test, Lin Yan found that the H2R's stability in corners was indeed not very good.
But the exit speed was incredibly impressive. The moment the bike straightened up after exiting the corner, Lin Yan quickly shifted up with his left foot and gave full throttle.
The engine RPMs surged, and the front wheel lifted off the ground as he exited the corner.
"Good heavens, this is an H2R!"
As Lin Yan leaned into the corner, the Yamaha rider finally got a full side view of the Kawasaki H2R from behind.
With the keen eye of a professional rider, he immediately recognized it as an H2R, not an H2.
"I've run into a big shot! Not only is his riding skill good, but he's also riding a Kawasaki H2R. How am I supposed to catch up to this?"
However, he was overthinking it. No one was asking him to chase, it was just his own unwillingness.
And from beginning to end, Lin Yan in front hadn't paid him much attention, or rather, hadn't even considered him.
"Damn, I didn't expect big brother to be so skilled on the track, he can't even be caught by a professional rider!"
"Indeed, he's rich and has such good riding skills, I'm so envious!"
"With big brother on the track, I feel like the riders behind him are all amateurs!"
"What do you mean by them? I can only say that everyone here is an amateur..."
This brother didn't dare to finish his sentence, otherwise, his fate would probably not be much better than the man in the green leather suit in the stands.
However, these people queuing outside the track could never have imagined that Lin Yan, who had been standing with them just moments ago, was the world champion of this year's Isle of Man TT.
It was a piece of cake for a world champion to handle these amateur riders from the Tengfei racing team.
At this moment, the man in the green leather suit in the stands had been beaten so numb that he couldn't even scream anymore.
Although the Tengfei racing team personnel had called the police, none of them dared to step forward. Some of them had tried to fight with the three people blocking the way, but within a breath, they were all knocked to the ground.
Their manager had already gone to find the security personnel of the venue, and someone would likely arrive soon.
Next, Lin Yan ran several more laps on the track. During these laps, he specifically tested the cornering performance of this Kawasaki H2R.
Lin Yan tried many different cornering angles and finally found the cornering limit of this bike.
During these laps, Lin Yan also encountered several other riders from the Tengfei racing team.
He easily overtook them with a few simple maneuvers. From Lin Yan's perception, the skill of these riders was probably only slightly better than the local riders he had tested before.
Lin Yan felt that these people participating in the eight-hour endurance race was a joke.
He knew that there was an eight-hour endurance race to be held in China soon, and Lin Yan actually wanted to participate. This race could greatly improve a rider's stamina and endurance, which was a good way for Lin Yan to improve his physical fitness at the moment.
However, Lin Yan estimated that this Tengfei racing team couldn't even last through the main race.
Although endurance races tested the endurance of both the bike and the rider more,
Rider skill was definitely an indispensable factor for participating in endurance races.
With the skill level of these riders, it was wishful thinking for them to even enter the main race.
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ps: It's a bit late today, I'm very sorry, and thank you all very much for your gifts.