Reborn Sword Emeperor in the City

"Well, come up!" Lingfeng no opinion, nodded Oh said, and Ji Liangchuan's face is more gloomy, he did not expect qianziyi actually ignore himself, and on the Lingfeng's car, the heart is very angry, but now he has no way, but this is good, wait for a while qianziyi will be disappointed with Lingfeng!

Several cars for the competition are ready. They are ready to go. As soon as they get on the bus, qianziyi excitedly asks, "Ling Feng, Ling Feng, are you really the God of cars? Look at Ji Liangchuan's vows, you must be the God of cars, right? "

"Don't you see that Ji Liangchuan said that on purpose?" Lingfeng light said!

"Ah? How dare he do that? " Qianziyi thinks about what Ji Liangchuan said just now, and then understands what's going on. He doesn't know whether Lingfeng is a god of cars. He just says it on purpose. He wants Lingfeng to make a fool of himself. If Lingfeng takes part in the competition, he will lose face at the bottom. But if he doesn't dare to take part, he is timid and disgusts Lingfeng! It's really a good calculation, Qian Ziyi frowned and thought!

"But Ling Feng, you are not the God of the car. Why should you promise their competition? You can ignore him!" Qianziyi said quickly!

"It's OK. I haven't touched a racing car for a long time. It's just for practice this time!" Ling Feng said with a smile, he added fairyland time, thousands of years did not encounter a car! Qianziyi has a little regret about hurting Ling Feng's car. She is a member of the racing circle. She naturally understands how difficult the track is in qiumingshan. Ling Feng says that he has not touched a racing car for many years, so the bottom is certain. But if he doesn't play well, it is likely that the car will be destroyed!

Ling Feng also saw qianziyi's worry, and then said with a smile: "if you are afraid, you can get off now, or you can't get off on the way to the competition!"

QIANZI Yizai thought about it carefully, and then said: "forget it, I believe you must be the God of chariots!"

"You've been afraid, haven't you?"

"What are you afraid of? I like stimulation. It must be very exciting, right?" Thousands of purple in the eyes with fanaticism, she vowed to say!

"Well, you'll feel exciting!" Ling Feng said with a smile, and with the start of the countdown, see "1" light up, all the sports cars directly rushed out, weeder qiumingshan track running! The second generation of rich people who watched the race screamed and cheered their favorite drivers. The whole qiumingshan track, about 10 kilometers long, had a whole circle around qiumingshan. Now the display shows the progress of each car. Mike is in the lead, and wilderness is following. Ling Feng finally, Mike and Ling Feng have already opened more than 500 meters, and such a long distance is in the race Basically, the United States and Europe have no room for recovery!

"I'll go. Who's the last one, so bad?"

"That's to say, it's shameless that such poor driving skills dare to participate in our car God competition!"

The fans who watched the race talked about it one after another. They wanted to let Ling Feng out of the race. In the car, Ling Feng was very calm. His movements were very light. Even Qian Ziyi, the co driver, was very worried. Ling Feng's movements didn't look like a racer at all! This kind of broken ice is not expected to pass the first lap, and the first place Mike will soon be able to throw him a lap, there is no way to compare. Qianziyi is a little disappointed with Ling Feng. He thinks he is better than Ling Feng, and it seems that the stimulation she wants has not happened at all!

"Ling Feng, no one else, you're just starting to run!" Purple said a thousand sigh!

But Ling Feng is not worried, he said calmly: "nothing, let them play first, we chase from behind, not in a hurry!"