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On the second lap, Lin Yan began to furiously set lap times, ignoring Jamie behind him, and launched a fierce attack on Barro ahead. wΑp.kanshu伍.net
If he fought with Jamie for too long, Barro ahead would easily get away, a fact Lin Yan was very aware of.
"Lin Yan has overtaken Barro, no, Barro has re-overtaken Lin Yan."
After closing in on Barro, the two constantly swapped positions. Hao Dong’s eyes were glued to the top three, his lips almost worn out from talking.
"Jamie seized the opportunity to overtake as well, counter-killing Lin Shen. Lin Shen is back in third, no, Lin Shen has eliminated Jamie again and moved up to second."
Before Hao Dong could finish speaking, the rankings had changed again. Hao Dong dared to say that this was the most exciting race he had ever commentated on in his career.
One red, one green, one yellow, three cars were drawn into the battle, fiercely entangled ahead.
The rapid changes in position made Hao Dong’s commentary struggle to keep up.
"Holy crap, is he that fierce?" kΑnshu伍.ξà
"Are you kidding? That's Lin Shen, how could he not be fierce?"
Seeing Lin Yan’s ferocity, the Chinese pit lane was ecstatic. The remaining coaches and Sun Yuxuan’s faces showed smiles.
Jia Jin, however, was a bit of a letdown, in thirtieth place, last place. But no one was paying attention to him now. All eyes were on Lin Yan.
Now, both Barro and Jamie had the same thought about Lin Yan: this kid was simply too strong.
Barro felt it most deeply. When he was young, he had sparred with Luo Xi. This kid’s footwork and the way he handled overtakes were very similar to that person.
He was being suffocated.
"Damn it, fuck! Barro, put some effort in, take him down!"
"What is Barro doing!"
Seeing Barro about to be at a disadvantage, Barro’s fans couldn’t sit still.
But no one knew how much pressure Barro was under while entangled with Lin Yan. Fine sweat trickled out from the gaps in his helmet.
His eyes were fixed ahead, not daring to miss a single detail. Sweat dripped into his eyes, and he dared not blink.
This kind of pressure was not something a newcomer who had been in the top league for less than half a year could bring.
"Lin Shen has taken the lead!"
After six laps, Barro made a mistake, letting Lin Yan get away. Lin Yan crushed the two legendary figures in the Hall of Fame behind him and surged into first place.
Barro ultimately couldn't withstand Lin Yan's pressure and made a mistake.
Lin Yan was no rookie. A seven-time champion, if he couldn't even handle Barro, then he shouldn't be competing.
Having broken free from the entanglement and taken the lead, Lin Yan seemed to have unleashed his full potential, continuously increasing his lap times.
He opened up the distance by a margin of 0.2 seconds per lap over Barro behind him.
Watching Lin Yan pull further and further away, the two behind them understood that once he got a lead, the championship would be decided.
They both pushed hard, but how could Lin Yan, who had already broken free from the close battle, be easily caught?
When it was time to fight, Lin Yan could fight, but when it was time to be steady, Lin Yan was also incredibly steady!
The foreigner with the beard, who had moved up to fourth, muttered to himself as he saw Lin Yan leading, "Good kid, you're doing well!"
He wasn't surprised. He could barely win against the nine-time champion, let alone these old guys.
"Lin Shen, you're awesome!"
"Is Lin Shen going to make history again today?"
"Damn it, is the first Chinese champion in a friendly match finally coming? I finally don't have to look at those foreigners' faces anymore."
"Lin Shen, go, go, go!"
Who was the most excited on the field at this moment? Naturally, it was the Chinese fans.