The System Takes Me to Practice

"Slow down quickly, slow down quickly, and you're about to turn."

Jin Sihan yelled.

"Look at that yellow weird horse."

A monk in the surrounding crowd pointed at Lamborghini and shouted.

"Hey! Isn't the kid afraid that he won't be able to control the magic horse? The corner is about to be reached, and he still doesn't slow down!"

"What a arrogant and arrogant kid, thinking that he can do whatever he wants by driving a strange magic horse. I really don't know what to say."

An old man with white beard and hair said in a deep voice.

"A self-righteous teenager!"

A middle-aged man with a special sign on his chest shook his head, very disappointed in Yang Fan.

This person is an elder of the Jubao Pavilion, named Ma Bangyuan, who has a certain status in the Jubao Pavilion, and is also Jin Sihan's brother of the same generation. Although he is the brother of the two, he has been a disciple of the master of Jubao Pavilion for thousands of years.

In the Jubao Pavilion, Jin Wenbin was also an inner disciple of the Jubao Pavilion, but he was not a direct disciple of the master of the Jubao Pavilion. Therefore, in the Jubao Pavilion, Jin Wenbin would still be called Senior Sister Jin Sihan in terms of status, but the two would not call it that way.

As the curve approached, Yang Fan gradually caught up with Jin Wenbin.

The roar of huge car engines resounded throughout the track.

When Jin Wenbin looked back, he was shocked, and saw that Yang Fan was still speeding up, and he was only a dozen meters away from him.

"What a lunatic."

Jin Wenbin whispered, and the speed dropped again.

"It's over!"

Jin Sihan closed his eyes, fearing that the coming car would crash or kill.

As a matter of fact, as a monk in the Void Refining Period, this injury did not cause much harm to her.

Noisy!

The tires rubbed against the ground violently, producing a lot of smoke, and the disgusting smell made Jin Sihan fan the air continuously.

Cough cough cough!

Jin Wenbin who was in the back was miserable, especially when he passed the bend at a slow speed, so that he smelled more burning rubber.

Release the accelerator, slam on the brake, quickly pull the handbrake with your right hand, and quickly turn the steering wheel with your left hand.

The whole process is complicated to say, it seems to be just a matter of a second or two.

Under Yang Fan's sharp operation, Lamborghini quickly drifted through the 90-degree curve at a perfect angle.

"what?"

The monk who spoke first opened his eyes wide.

"what?"

Caravan originally planned to leave, but after hearing the harsh rubbing sound of Lamborghini drifting, he went backwards curiously, and was shocked.

"What's the situation? Why is that yellow strange horse riding a curve like sliding past."

The old man who had previously scolded Yang Fan for his self-righteousness was originally a hunchback. With such a drift, Yang Fan suddenly frightened the old man. The hunchback that has been so scared for hundreds of years is actually healed.

On the Shenxingju, Jin Wenbin looked stunned. It took him four or five seconds to slowly pass the curve.

After the first corner, it was a straight that was more than one thousand meters long. At this time, Jin Wenbin had already passed the corner and his speed was increasing rapidly.

One hundred kilometers, one hundred thirty kilometers, one hundred eighty kilometers, two hundred and fifty kilometers.

The top speed of the Lamborghini that Yang Fan rented from the system mall was only 350 kilometers per hour. When converted to a speed per second, it was less than ten meters, and a kilometer took only more than ten seconds.

Therefore, Yang Fan did not dare to drive too fast, two hundred and thirty kilometers was almost the same.

But Jin Wenbin disapproved, he drove the speed of the Shenxing horse to a full three hundred kilometers per hour.

Yang Fan surpassed in an instant.

"Ning Caichen, hurry up, the fifth brother has surpassed us!"

"I tell you, if you can't win, this palace will punish you!"

Jin Sihan seems to have forgotten that she provoked this game at first, but now she actually lets Yang Fan win Jin Wenbin.

Soon, Jin Wenbin was about to turn.

With the lessons learned from the past, and in order to prevent Yang Fan from overtaking on the curve, Jin Wenbin deliberately turned at a large angle, occupying most of the track area, leaving Yang Fan to overtake only the outermost width of less than three meters.

"Although I don't know how your strange magical horse can make corners at that speed. But I don't believe you can surpass me!"

Jin Wenbin thought in his heart.

Soon, Yang Fan drove the Lamborghini to the second corner.

This time the curve has a bigger curve, reaching a terrifying one hundred and eighty degrees, which is equivalent to completing a U-turn in a short curve.

Such a curve, even Jin Wenbin, an outstanding disciple of the Jubao Pavilion, had to deal with it carefully, otherwise he might overturn.

"Ning Caichen, forget it, you can't get through this kind of curve at all, plus my emperor brother deliberately blocked the way, try to overtake my emperor brother in the next section."

At this time, Jin Sihan completely forgot his identity and kindly reminded Yang Fan.

"Princess Nine, you underestimate me. Apart from being a scholar, I also have a nickname."

Yang Fan chuckled.

"What nickname?"

Jin Sihan asked subconsciously.

"Autumn famous mountain bike god!"

When saying this, Yang Fan's eyes suddenly revealed endless wounds. It was a look that was only obtained after endless years of polishing, and for a while, Jin Sihan was deeply attracted by Yang Fan.

"It was a dark night with high winds. It was a summer day when the east wind was blowing. It was on that night that I drove Wuling Hongguang and Fujiwara Takumi to a decisive victory in Akina Mountain. After more than an hour. In the end, I defeated Fujiwara Takumi with an advantage of zero and one second, and won the title of Akina mountain bike god."

"Amazing!"

Jin Sihan had no doubt that Yang Fan was true or false.

"So, this level of difficulty is nothing to me. After all, I am a man with the famous autumn mountain bike god."

"Sit down."

Yang Fan changed gears and slowed down.

Jin Sihan grabbed the handrail.

Suddenly, Yang Fan accelerated violently, and instantly caught up with Jin Wenbin who was still on the curve.

"Don't try, you can't..."

Jin Wenbin opened his mouth wide and could see that he was completely shocked by Yang Fan.

I saw Yang Fan violently hit the steering wheel to the left. Lamborghini lifted up on the right due to inertia and drove on Jin Wenbin's horse. At this time, Lamborghini was driving with the two tires on the left.

Then Yang Fan changed gears and speeded up again. In this way, Lamborghini surpassed Jin Wenbin by more than two hundred.

If there is a Chinese person who sees this picture here, and is a young man who has watched a four-wheel drive animation of a certain country, he will definitely exclaim.

"Blade overtaking!!!"

"What is this operation?"

"It's impossible! How can this kind of action be something that Magic Horse can do? He must be cheating!"

The monks who were onlookers were shocked and couldn't believe that there was such an operation.

Inside the car, Jin Sihan was ecstatic.

"Ning Caichen, your magical horse is so fun, you must teach me how to play."