Chapter 818: The battle of faith!

Wei Sheng knew that there was a silly desperate energy flooding his mind at this moment.
And all this stems from her realization that she had subconsciously chosen to avoid when facing Nagarde’s war posts, as if her social role had changed from a racer to a businessman after rebirth, with a sense of reason. Be careful.
This is not bad, but it seems to have overthrown all the beliefs in the previous life so easily. This state of mind caused Wei Sheng to be inexplicably confused.
Just as she could justly warn others to break through her own limits in her previous life, would she now subconsciously persuade others to treat high-risk sports rationally?
The former may not be rational enough, and the latter may not be wrong, but if you hold the latter's mentality, then there will be no Wei Sheng of the previous life, no Tonia of the previous life, and no top international player of the previous life.
In fact, Wei Sheng has always believed that every truly outstanding person in this world has the determination to break through reason, and has a certain madness that others can hardly match, so that he will not jump from the good and be able to emerge among all living beings. This kind of thinking is one-sided and reasonable.
She just needs to beat something.
Be worthy of her glory and faith in her last life.
If you really want to say goodbye to your last life, at least a ceremony is needed.
But she did not intend to say goodbye to herself in her previous life.
Instead, she intends to find the lunatic.
So again, let's have a ceremony that dares to break the limit.
The dry, pale, almost bloodless lips were gently raised, and a power rising from the depths of her heart spread, spreading to her limbs, causing her to stand upright again, and healed even more. Fa tightly squeezed the steering wheel in front of him, and the soles of the feet that had already started to shake gradually stabilized the accelerator.
This kind of power is mysterious, but it has supported every race that was extremely difficult. Wei Sheng also felt this kind of power, as if something that had been buried for a long time returned quietly.
The inner silence seemed to enable her to hear sounds other than the beating heart, including the narrator's shivering roar, "It's the 38th lap!"
Wei Sheng was shocked!
And this kind of spiritual excitement undoubtedly overwhelmed the lack of physical strength.
The audience were all shocked at the number of laps that gradually increased with the speed of the car. The narrator had already explained very clearly that Etonya’s physical strength could hardly survive 20 laps. Nia has started to make frequent mistakes.
Many fans are already sighing, as if the result of this game is doomed.
On the big screen, I switched to the racer's lens again, not Nagarde's, but Tonya's, and this time the lens is obviously much longer than in the past, and it is undoubtedly a match in this game. Hand close-up.
In the shot, the helmet and goggles commanded the audience to shock. It was the eyes that were staring at the track. What kind of eyes were they, like flames, with incomparable heat and concentration, and incomparably strong. Resolute, very bright under the big beads of sweat, as if there is light.
Even Cui Yongzhen in the stands could not help being frightened by this look, and was slightly stunned.
There was sudden silence in the field, and everyone held their breath for these eyes.
Zang Yanbin cried first.
Shuma cried.
Every member of the Bulls cried.
Although they can't understand what made her persist so far, they have a deep understanding of the difficulty of driving F1 cars! Recalling the countless nights and nights who sweated, gritted their teeth, and broke through layers of physical restraint just to be able to drive it, they knew too much that it required perseverance beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Every team member wanted to give up countless times at the beginning of the formula, and they also felt hopeless countless times. They clenched their fists, resisted sweat, and interpreted the limit with their lives in every game! Relying on the honor of the team and carrying the expectations of the fans, they are struggling to find a balance that must be controlled on the edge of life or death.
They rely on faith, determination, and unimaginable perseverance to put their bodies in F1, a steamer-like car! Carry every game in a nearly self-abuse way!
It's hard to imagine that a girl of this age has overwhelmed them as men, who had struggled, helpless and desperate throughout the game.
As the big men of the Bulls cried and lost their voices, the members of the Asian Tigers on the side also fell silent, watching the huge screen in the field. Some people's eyes were red, and they wiped their faces with their hands. Undoubtedly, this persistence reminds them of who they once were and empathizes with them.
Luo Quankun gritted his teeth and stared at the screen, squatting down and grabbing the intercom in his hand.
Standing next to the maintenance station, Cui Xian also slowly clenched his fists, staring at Wei Sheng on the screen without blinking, watching her almost absent-minded gaze revealing extraordinary tenacity, her lips tightly pressed. .
Above the stands, Li Zhengwen reached out and grabbed his wife's palms, holding them tighter and tighter, but staring at the stadium intently.
Until the quiet arena, sporadic shouts gradually sounded.
"Tonia!"
"Tonia!"
"Tonia!"
The words seemed to reveal sonorous power, and the shouts gradually expanded and echoed throughout the arena, even overshadowing the voice of the commentator in the loudspeaker.
"Forty-four laps!" The narrator's roar once again overwhelmed the voice of the audience.
Among the blue and white racing cars, Nagarde is also collapsed, tightly controlling the steering wheel. It is not difficult to imagine that in the car diagonally in front, she will bear countless times greater pressure than him!
He started to regret a little bit, regretted advocating this game, and the voice of the audience made him feel unprecedented shame.
Wei Sheng's body rickets again, she no longer remembers how many times this is the first time she buckled down, but this does not prevent her from becoming clearer and more focused, although her eyelids are getting heavier and her arms are like pouring. Lead. No matter how strong the willpower is, it is difficult for the body to gradually enter dormancy.
The obstacle area is about to be reached ahead.
She slowed down slowly.
"We are about to enter the 47th lap! The last lap!" The voice of the commentator was extremely excited from the loudspeaker. Gradually, many people in the venue straightened up and stretched their necks to see Kaiyuan. The race vehicle that went away.
"Tonia slowed down?"
When the two cars attempted to jump over the obstacle, there were originally two gaps in the three barrier walls for the two cars to cross together, but the Nagard body suddenly accelerated and moved suddenly toward the red body.
Originally seeing Wei Sheng slowly decelerating, Luo Quankun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Nagarde suddenly moved in the direction of Wei Sheng, shocking him to stand up suddenly!
The audience immediately broke out in exclamation.