Beyblade: You call this a four-wheel drive vehicle?

Chapter 213: Single Duel, Carlo vs. Michael

"According to the results of the inspection, your four teammates' cars were equipped with blades, which are obvious offensive weapons, and there are also suspicious energy release devices at the rear wheels. After testing, this device has no effect on the speed of the car. Do you have anything to explain about this?" The WGP official said to Carlo seriously after inspecting the five cars of the Italian team.

"I don't know anything about this. They did it on their own." Carlo said coldly, "There's nothing wrong with my car, right?"

"What? Carlo, you even gave up the most basic Dance of Death?" After hearing what Carlo said, Lu Qi was shocked and cursed.

Carlo spread his hands and looked at the referee with an innocent expression: "I don't know what they are talking about. After the three consecutive losses, our team had some problems. As the captain, it is difficult for me to manage my players. I am sorry to have embarrassed you."

Carlo seemed to have anticipated that something like this might happen, and had made plans early on to cut off the four teammates completely.

"Carlo! You bastard!" Lu Qi was furious and wanted to rush up to fight with Carlo, but Carlo just glanced at him blankly, which reminded him of the fear of the baseball bat.

"Then, can you explain why the accident rate was so high in your previous competitions?" The official personnel naturally couldn't let them off so easily. This was being broadcast live around the world, and the Italian team had caused such a big incident. If it was not dealt with seriously, the credibility of the conference would plummet.

"If you suspect that the previous accident was related to me, then show me the evidence." Carlo said calmly, "As for this one, I really didn't know what they did to the car."

"Hmph, that's better. We will keep an eye on you in the future. And, according to the rules of this match, you will be directly judged as the loser. You have no objection, right?" said the referee.

"There's no need to declare a loss directly." At this time, Michael suddenly stood up and said, "Our team still has a car that can run."

The referee turned around and looked at Michael with surprise. Why, you are not willing to win in advance, right?

"Whether it's the audience in the stadium or the audience waiting for the ship to dock, they are all looking forward to the exciting match. We can't let them down." Michael smiled and said, "Besides, we don't need to win in this way."

"Okay, since you said so, then let's continue the game." The official staff did not force it. Michael had just reminded them that no matter whether they were watching the live broadcast in the stadium not far away or the audience waiting at the dock, they had all bought tickets. If the game was directly judged to be over, they would have to refund their money!

Now that the victim, the German team, is willing to continue the game, it is not a bad idea to continue the game.

Soon, the audience in front of the TV also received the news of the penalty.

Because the Italian team's four cars were equipped with offensive weapons, four people except Carlo were disqualified from the competition and were banned for five games.

Carlo, who passed the vehicle inspection with no problems, will continue to complete the race with Michael, the only survivor of the German Iron Wolf team.

"How could Carlo's car pass the vehicle inspection? Are those referees blind?" Xiao Hao, who was also watching the game in front of the TV, said in disbelief.

"That guy may really not have brought any weapons into the game this time." Yingyulong said in a deep voice.

"Yes, this guy gives me a very different feeling." J said at this time, "The other four people on the Italian team give me the same feeling as the drivers from the God's team. They are all people who are addicted to the pleasure of destroying the opponent's car, but Carlo gives me a very special feeling. He doesn't look like a combat driver at all."

At the same time, similar conversations took place in Lin Che's research institute.

"That guy feels completely different from the guy from Bolzoli." Hao Shu looked at Carlo on the screen, who was ready at the parking spot again. "On the contrary, the other four of the Italian team are no different from those combat drivers from Bolzoli. They always think that they can only win if they destroy the opponent's car."

"I really don't know how to describe your school." Chen Xiaohu couldn't help but complain, "It's outrageous enough that it's a professional elementary school for mini racing cars, and they even teach combat racing cars."

"So, that guy has already prepared to give up these teammates?" Huo Yuesheng said.

"Didn't you watch that guy's last game? He was willing to sacrifice his life to win. What does it mean to him to give up a few burdens who are of no help at all?" Gao Xiaoman said.

After the other four members of the Italian team left the field, Michael and Carlo parked their cars again at the place where they had just parked. The race resumed and the cruise ship slowly started to restart.

After setting off again, Michael's Iron Wolf was not in a hurry to accelerate, but maintained a not too fast speed, as if waiting for Carlo behind to catch up.

Only when Carlo's Excalibur was about to catch up with the Iron Wolf did Michael order the car to speed up.

"Are you waiting for me?" Carlo frowned.

"Yes," Michael admitted generously, "Since I have decided to fight you in a one-on-one duel, then I have to exclude other factors to be fair. A fair duel is fun."

"Fun? Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?" Carlo said coldly.

"Then you try to see if you can do it." Michael's face had that usual elegant smile.

This smile made Carlo particularly angry. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You pretentious guy, since you gave me the chance, I will tear you to pieces! And then I will win this battle!"

"Go! Excalibur!"

As Carlo finished speaking, the speed of Excalibur increased dramatically. At the same time, an air tunnel composed of spiral airflows began to slowly form around the body of the Excalibur, and the air resistance encountered by the speeding Excalibur decreased significantly.

"You are quite capable. After removing the knife and the vibration generator, the load has been greatly reduced. Is that why you can reach this speed?" Michael said, "But that's not enough."

"Go! Iron Wolf!"

As Michael finished speaking, the speed of the Iron Wolf also increased dramatically, competing with the Sword of the Gods. "So fast!" Chen Hewang in front of the TV was surprised, "I remember that the Italian team still used the first generation of motors, but they were able to catch up with the German team's car despite the performance gap of the motors."

"After all, this guy has removed all the weapons, so the weight is much lighter than before. Moreover, this car now uses the Z1 chassis. Although it is a semi-finished product, the speed boost cannot be underestimated." Lin Che said, "The Z2 chassis used by Hao Shu's Phantom King can allow his car to surpass some super racing cars with ordinary mini racing car parts, not to mention the Z1 chassis. Compared with this, our aerodynamic chassis can only touch the surface at most."

"But wasn't the chassis of the Tai Chi War Dragon designed with the help of Hao Shu's father?" Chen Xiaohu asked curiously.

“Even if the chassis of the Tai Chi War Dragon was designed by Dr. Ichimonji, something that can be rushed out in a week is definitely not as good as the years of research and effort of others.” Lin Che said, “To achieve the effect of the Z series, you need to have a very in-depth study of aerodynamics, which I can’t do now anyway.”

"The next off-road track is the highlight." Gao Xiaoman said, "Ordinary aerodynamic chassis are not good at off-road tracks."

Gao Xiaoman was right. In order to maintain the Nubu force effect, ordinary aerodynamic chassis will lower the chassis as much as possible to ensure a certain degree of sealing. However, once this kind of chassis encounters a bumpy off-road track, the sealing will be destroyed, which will have the opposite effect.

"No." Hao Shu said at this time, "The chassis designed by my father solved this problem a long time ago. At least my brother's and my car will not be greatly affected on the off-road track."

Sure enough, the moment the cruise ship docked, Michael and Carlo rushed out of the cruise ship almost at the same time and came to the shore. Amid the cheers of the spectators on the shore, the two cars drove into the off-road track one after the other.

The Iron Wolf, which has always been known for its versatility, was not affected too much on this cross-country track and still maintained a high speed.

But after Excalibur entered the sandy off-road track, the air tunnel wrapped around the car body raised a lot of dust, but the Excalibur in the center was spotless and continued to accelerate.

Behind the two men, the fight between two giant wolves, one white and one red, had reached a fever pitch.

The white giant wolf possesses extremely high fighting skills, and every dodge and pounce shows elegance in every gesture. The red giant wolf fights its opponent with complete madness, and every attack is accompanied by an indomitable will.

Meanwhile, in Maranello, Italy.

The headquarters of the city's most iconic team, Ferrari.

A blond middle-aged man was excitedly explaining the mini racing competition to the people behind the desk in front of the TV.

"Monte, a year ago you said there were no mini racing drivers with skills worthy of our Ferrari, so you didn't plan to enter the mini racing world, but what about now?" The blond middle-aged man said passionately as he watched Carlo desperately moving forward on the off-road track on the screen.

"We didn't realize his potential before, so Mercedes-Benz got ahead of us and won the European Championship. Now the world championship is right in front of us. Monte, are we going to just sit there and wait for death? You know, we are the legends on the racing track!"

“Just imagine what this motivated young pony could achieve if he had our technical support!”

"Okay, Totti, you've convinced me." The man behind the desk watched the live broadcast on TV, thought for a while, and smiled, "Is there any way to drive away that damn Japanese company? The Italian racing team can only be called Ferrari."

"It's not difficult, sir." The blond middle-aged man smiled confidently. "Because of what those kids did in public, I don't think the WGP people will want to keep them in the arena. Besides, as long as we take action, the people in our country will support us. After all, you are right. For Italians, the name of the Italian racing team can only be called Ferrari."

"Then I'll leave it to you," the man behind the desk said with a smile, "Also, remember to find a few reliable teammates for our little pony. The performance of those idiots before made me want to stuff their mouths full of pineapple pizza."

"I understand. Leave it to me." After receiving the answer, Totti walked out of the office with satisfaction.

……

"Faster! Excalibur! Faster!" Carlo roared, and Excalibur was constantly squeezing out its potential.

At this moment, the giant red wolf behind him was already covered with scars, but his opponent still maintained an elegant posture, breaking down the offensive of the giant blood-red wolf time and time again.

The fierce attack and defense between the two continued until 500 meters before the finish line.

"Go! Iron Wolf!" Michael shouted, and let the car pour all the remaining power into the motor. The Iron Wolf instantly burst out at an incredible speed.

"What?" Carlo's eyes widened. At this moment, the white wolf king's sharp claws instantly scratched the neck of the blood-red giant wolf.

The giant wolf that had fought for the entire battle let out a mournful howl and fell down helplessly. The Excalibur was no longer able to catch up and could only watch the Iron Wolf cross the finish line.

"We've reached the finish line! The winner of this game is the German Iron Wolves!" The voice of the Four Wheel Fighter resounded through the sky. "Congratulations to the German Iron Wolves for advancing to the finals. They will compete with the Chinese War Dragons for the championship trophy of the final Mid-Season Championship!"

"Is it over?" Carlo reached the finish line three seconds after Michael crossed the finish line. Looking at Michael under the spotlight, Carlo sighed inwardly.

"Really, I'm not willing to accept this." Carlo gritted his teeth. From the moment he decided not to bring any weapons and directly cut his teammates at the beginning of the game, he gambled everything. If he won, everyone would be happy. Their boss would continue to use him as the core and send a group of newcomers to replace those four pieces of trash. But if he lost, he could only roll back to the garbage dump of Sicily with those four pieces of trash in disgrace.

"Hey, you are very strong." Michael came to Carlo at some point and extended his right hand to him.

Carlo glanced at him, waved his hand away, and said coldly: "If you come here to pity me, then there is no need."

"Don't be like that, I'm serious." Michael, whose right hand was slapped away, didn't care and continued to say with a smile: "You lost to me this time only because the performance of your car is not as good as the Iron Wolf. Strengthen your car. If I can meet you again next time, it should be the finals."

(End of this chapter)