Reborn Sword Emperor in the City

"OK, you come up!" Ling Feng has no opinion, nods and says. Ji Liangchuan's face is more gloomy. He didn't expect Qian Ziyi to ignore himself and get on Ling Feng's car. He is very angry, but now he has no way, but it's good. Qian Ziyi will be disappointed with Ling Feng later!

Several cars for the competition were ready. They were ready to go. As soon as they got on the bus, Qian Ziyi asked excitedly, "Lingfeng, Lingfeng, 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 deliberately said that?" Ling Feng said faintly!

"Ah? How dare he do that?" Qian Ziyi thought about what Ji Liangchuan said just now, and then understood what was going on. He didn't know whether Ling Feng was a god of cars. He just said it on purpose. He wanted to make Ling Feng look bad. If Ling Feng took part in the competition, he would lose face. But if he didn't dare to participate, he would be timid and disgust Ling Feng! It's really a good calculation. Qian Ziyi frowned and thought!

"But Lingfeng, you're not the God of cars. Why should you promise them the game? You can ignore him!" qianziyi said quickly!

"It's all right. I haven't touched the car for a long time. This time it's just for practice!" Ling Feng said with a smile. With the time in the fairy world, he hasn't met a car for thousands of years! Qian Ziyi regretted hurting Ling Feng's car. She is a person in the racing circle. Naturally, she understands how difficult the track in qiumingshan is. Ling Feng said that it is certain that she has not touched the car for many years, but if he doesn't play well, it is likely that the car will be destroyed and people will die!

Ling Feng also saw Qian Ziyi's worry, and then smiled and said, "if you're afraid, you can get off now, otherwise you can't get off on the way to the game!"

Qian Ziyi thought carefully and said, "forget it, I believe you must be the God of cars!"

"But aren't you always afraid?"

"What are you afraid of? I like stimulation. It will be very exciting, right?" Qian Ziyi said with enthusiasm in her eyes!

"Well, you'll feel very exciting!" Ling Feng said with a smile. As the countdown to the race began, when "1" was on, all the sports cars rushed out directly and the weeder ran on the track of qiumingshan! The rich second generation watching the race screamed and cheered their favorite drivers. The whole qiumingshan track, about more than ten kilometers, surrounded qiumingshan for a whole circle. Now the progress of each car is shown on the display screen. Mike is in the lead, while Yuanye is closely behind. Ling Feng finally, Mike and Ling Feng have opened more than 500 meters, And such a long distance in the game, the United States and Europe basically have no room for redemption!

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

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

The car fans who watched the game talked about it one after another. They wanted to directly let Ling Feng out of the game. In the car, Ling Feng was very calm. His action was very light. Even Qian Ziyi, the co pilot, was very worried. Ling Feng's action didn't look like a racing driver at all! It's estimated that this kind of broken ice can't pass the first lap, and the first Mike can dump him soon. There's no way to compare it. Qianziyi is a little disappointed with Ling Feng. He thinks he's better than Ling Feng, and it seems that the stimulation she wants in her heart hasn't happened at all!

"Ling Feng, no one else has seen you. You're just starting to run!" Qian Ziyi sighed and said!

But Ling Feng was not in a hurry. He said calmly, "it's all right. Let them play first. We'll catch up from behind. Don't worry!"