He rode a motorcycle and crashed the plane.

Chapter 587 587. New Long March
Seeing the old drunkard leaving, Li Wenfeng, a monk named Zhang Er, was completely confused. He pulled Xu Jia's arm and asked.

"Hey, what did the Speedy King tell you just now?"

"He said he would run the WRC soon and compete against super drivers of the same level as Loeb, Hivonen and Ogier, and asked us if we could do it."

"real or fake?"

Li Wenfeng felt that Xu Jia was speaking from heaven. He had just entered the first day of his career. Although he did not have to drive a racing car and was just a navigator, he could run with six-time WRC champion Loeb so quickly?

"Really, are you afraid?"

"Afraid? It's time to play and have fun. Don't make fun of me, Mr. Feng, will I be afraid?"

Li Wenfeng looked unconvinced. After all, he was a well-known figure in the East China Sea underground. When had he ever been afraid?

"Very good. Although you looked a bit embarrassed when you got out of the car and vomited, you look very handsome now and I admire it very much!"

Xu Jia gave Li Wenfeng a thumbs up, then turned and walked towards the factory.

Not only is Li Wenfeng a little embarrassed, Xu Jia's current physical condition is also on the edge of the limit.

You must know that the track training just lasted for about an hour. The physical load of driving on the track with all your strength is far beyond that of driving on the road for an hour. Take the highest-intensity F1 as an example. You can lose several kilograms after running for an hour.

So Xu Jia needs to take a breather before starting physical training.

In a sense, Xu Jia is now like a sealed master. Physical fitness is the key to unlocking the seal. At this stage, improving physical fitness is of greater help than driving training.

"Is this praising me or hurting me? Nong boy is talking so weirdly now!"

Li Wenfeng stood there and muttered. He felt that Xu Jia's compliment was not obvious.

Back at the abandoned factory, Xu Jia was not idle. What he meant by taking a breather was not that he could actually lie down and rest, but that he was just changing the high-intensity training program to another one.

For example, Xu Jia is sitting on the sofa now, using jigsaw puzzles for memory training, piecing together fragmented pictures bit by bit to form a specific picture in his mind.

At the top level of any sports event, in fact, purely in terms of technology, there is no absolute gap between you and your opponents. To determine the winner, it depends more on the players' game status at the time and various pre-match preparations.

The same is true for rally racing at the top level. What matters in the end is the driver's coordination and reaction ability, as well as his memory and control of the track.

There is a passage in "Flying Life" that the Bayinbulak track has 1462 turns and is 109 kilometers long. If you try to be clever and try your best to pass the two corners in a death-defying way, you can only win a hundred meters at most, not a hundred kilometers.

It's hard for luck to happen to a driver twice in a row, even if Senna died on the track.

So the real secret to victory is dedication, putting everything you have into the racing sport you love. Use your best effort to remember every corner on the track and drive at the fastest and smoothest speed.

Xu Jia has been running track tracks all his life, usually within twenty turns, so compared to the difficulty of memorizing the rally track, it is completely incomparable. Even F1 world champion Kimi Raikkonen eventually fell on the threshold of being unable to remember the track.

Xu Jia admitted that he is definitely not as good as "Finnish Iceman" Kimi in terms of current strength, but he will never admit that he will not be able to defeat these powerful opponents in the future and is willing to become a weakling!
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and now for Xu Jia, it is a new long march.

During dinner in the evening, Xu Jia received a text message, which stated that a remittance of 3 million had been received from his bank card. There was no doubt that this was the bet Zhao Wenjie lost on Qixing Mountain.

"As expected of the Qixing Mountain Car God. He has not tarnished the title of Car God. He can afford to lose."

Xu Jia looked at the content of the text message and couldn't help but say that in a place like underground racing, where there is a mixture of good and bad, there are really not many drivers who are willing to lose even with a bet of three million.

Zhao Wenjie accepted this account and could already be described as "outstanding character". You must know that Xu Jia went to Tianming Mountain before and won the half million and still hasn't seen the money coming. But having said that, the character of both parties can also be seen from the behavior of both parties. Zhao Wenjie, let alone his driving skills, at least the Qixing Mountain Racing God came out on his own, and when faced with doubts, he chose to challenge Qin Hao to prove himself.

As for Chang Yu of Chenguang Racing Team, he made the choice to go to Hong Kong Island to find a gun and run away. He didn't even have the courage to fight. He was really not worthy of the title of driver, so it is not surprising that he turned his back.

But to be honest, Xu Jia had already been mentally prepared for the behavior of defaulting on debts. He had never had any confidence in the person who was looking for the gunman.

Moreover, asking for accounts is also a troublesome matter. Li Wenfeng and Qin Hao have already come to Guangzhou and Shenzhen with me. It is impossible for them to call for payment every day, right?
These days, it’s all the uncles who owe the debt!
"Aren't you the Car God of Qixing Mountain now?"

Li Wenfeng muttered after hearing this.

After the game, Zhao Wenjie personally admitted that Xu Jia is the new generation of Qixing Mountain Racing God!

"Have you ever run through Qixing Mountain?"

After hearing this, the old drunkard asked, with a somewhat surprised tone.

"Well, I was just running around and having fun the past two days. What happened?"

Xu Jia nodded, feeling a little surprised. After all, the old drunkard wasn't that surprised that he beat a professional driver on the Donghai Professional Circuit. What's so surprising about an underground hill like Qixing Mountain?

"Then have you surpassed Che Shenfei's record?"

"No, almost."

After finishing speaking, Xu Jia asked strangely: "Uncle Xu, do you also know Che Shenfei?"

"There are almost no people in Guangzhou and Shenzhen who don't know Che Shenfei's name."

"Then do you think this person really exists?"

"I think so."

"what?"

This time it was Xu Jia's turn to be shocked. He had always thought this was just a rumor. How could an old drunkard, one of the top professional drivers in the country, believe it?

"Because I saw a Ford Mustang in Qixing Mountain more than ten years ago. It drifted through corners with inertia and was very fast. I didn't know who he was at the time, but from that day on, there was a legend in Qixing Mountain. The legend about Che Shenfei.”

"If I had known at that time, I would have waited for him at Qixing Mountain."

It's interesting, it's really interesting. Xu Jia didn't know what to say. Maybe this was God's will.

After the old drunkard said this, he changed the topic.

"Give me your bank card later. Le Zai and I are going to Hong Kong Island tomorrow morning."

Xu Jia probably knew why the old drunkard was going to Hong Kong Island, so he simply handed over his bank card.

"Le Zai and I may have to stay in Hong Kong Island for a while, but I'm waiting to hear the news that you exceeded my lap time in two days."

"No problem, Uncle Xu, times have changed, I will definitely surpass you!"

(End of this chapter)