Chapter 93:

The barrage immediately ushered in a peak:
[Fight up and fight! 】
[I like this kind of positive and rigid, don't talk about friendship first, the purpose of participating in this competition is to win, give me a duck! 】
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, why do i feel like watching the world final 】
[The eternal mystery of the racing world, whether Moore is better or K God is better, the answer is coming today! 】
Obviously, the nature of this variety show, with the participation of Huokang and Moore, has changed.
No one thinks that this is an entertainment event, even if the specifications of the car are not as good as F1, the strength of the optional players is actually world-class.
Under the two super-giant lights, the lights of the others are slightly dim.
The first two hours of the game was exciting and difficult for the audience.
The excitement is because this is a team competition, and every player's performance will affect the team's final score, so every minute and second on the track now is crucial to the final result.
The difficulty is because the program group deliberately arranged for Huokang and Moore to play in the final round in order to let the audience keep the excitement to the end.
The audience obviously wanted to see the battle between the two kings most. They were forced to wait and wait. Naturally, they were itching like 10,000 ants crawling in their hearts. They only hated that the players in front could not be faster.
In this way, the first round is over.
The first player of Wen Xin's team was a girl named Xiaoxin, who had never participated in the race.
Xiaoxin looked ugly and a little skinny. He didn't expect to be a wolf when he went on the field. He just clung to a retired professional racer who was the first Schumann team, and only lost 15 seconds of time.
After the race, everyone was taken aback. There were also many professional teams who wanted to extend their olive branch to Xiaoxin.
The second round of competition was even more intense.
The gap did not widen in the last game. The Schumann team members were obviously a little impatient this time, and they directly sent their own in-service racing driver, Schumann's younger brother, Shu Yiran.
Shu Yiran has a good reputation in the racing circle, and he has some status with Shu Manran's husband.
But after all, it is a serious profession, with two brushes.
After this game, he extended the team's lead to 3 minutes.
After the end, the Wenxin team was obviously down.
The second round driver cried after coming down and said, "I'm sorry, I really tried my best."
Wen Xin hurriedly comforted: "I have done a great job. After all, the opponent is the top 50 player in the world. We are not ashamed of losing to him."
The player wiped his tears and said unwillingly, if I could be better, it would be even better.
Wen Xin's heart tightened: "Yes, all those who feel sad for failure will never just stay where they are."
The contestant sucked his nose and nodded heavily.
In another corner of the lounge, Huokang showed a thoughtful expression.

After a short break, the third game soon began.
In this game, the Wenxin team also played an active racer. His style is always stable, and he is known as a 50-50 in the racing world, because he can chase inexhaustibly and become famous compared to anyone. .
His appearance obviously surprised the opponent.
No matter how the players of Schumann's team show off their skills and how difficult it is to make corners, when he thinks he will definitely leave others behind, the "Five-Five Open" can always keep up without any haste.
Amazingly, "Five-Five Open" does not require any difficult skills!
But the foreign player of the Schumann team was furious, and in the end his mentality was unstable. Instead, he was overtaken by the ‘five-five’, pulling the score back to two minutes and 30 seconds.
At the end of this game, the suspense of victory and defeat has increased a bit.
In the racing circle, although two minutes and thirty seconds are not small, for a big man like Huokang, the strongest overtake record is ten minutes.
Huokang's record was set in the World Championships, and the tournament specifications are much higher than the "Rapid Speed" variety show.
This makes Huokang's supporters and fans more at ease.
So, after this time, everyone began to imagine where the celebration will be done (dog head)
In Schumann's lounge.
Moore furrowed his brows, and his deep-cold eyes swept towards the improper driver: "Starting tomorrow, you have been fired."
"Moore, listen to my explanation. I just performed abnormally for a while, not intentional." The driver stared in surprise and quickly defended himself.
Moore didn't put him in his eyes at all, just pressed the headset and repeated the decision to his subordinates.
The failed driver lost his job on the spot.
This is the style that Moore has always acted in. Others don't think there is anything wrong. After all, the racing circle is a cruel game.
However, after failing to take the lead in the third game, Schumann hesitated:
"Moore, can we still win in the current situation?"
"Do you believe me?" Moore's eyes were cold.
"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just..." Schu Manran remembered the information she had searched before the game. Huokang and Moore had not played against each other. In the first half of the World Championship that year, Moore was crushed by Huokang. Win.
This is also the reason why the racing industry has not recognized that Moore is better than Huokang.
Schu Manran naturally wanted to win the championship steadily. Now there are only two games left. If Moore really does not beat Huokang, if she says she wants to win the championship before the game, it will be a laughing stock.
But Moore interrupted her: "No need to doubt, I will prove to everyone who is the real world number one."
After speaking, Moore and his men stood up, ready to test the vehicle on the road.
Only Shu Manran and her brother were left in the lounge.
Shu Yiran looked at his sister: "Don't worry, sister, the next two will be online."
"Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, if I lose to Wen Xin again, I can't afford to lose that person." Schu Manran bit his lip, his eyes burst into strong jealousy.
"Then you plan?"
"Don't you have that Xu Wei's WeChat?"
"Yes there..."
"Give him one million and promise the opportunity to join the team. I want to win the next one."

It is said that people who play racing have money, but they are not exactly.
Some people, such as Xiaoxin, are ordinary people, but they especially like this industry, so they just devote themselves to it.
But players like them must get the support of the team, otherwise they can't even afford a regular car.
The purpose of participating in "Fast Speed" is to be favored by the team.
Xu Wei was obviously one of them, so after receiving Shu Yiran's text message, he fell into a tangled entanglement.
The attention of this game is extremely high. If you don't play well, there will definitely be no teams. The next career development will also encounter difficulties.
But after another thought, all the aura of the Wenxin team is on Huokang. Even if he wins, who will notice himself? And what Shu Yiran offered was a full one million plus team quotas. For Xu Wei now, it was too tempting to refuse.
So Xu Wei only hesitated briefly, and quickly gave Shu Yiran an answer.
Wait until his game starts.
Xu Wei played normally at first, but then pretended to show pain. This made everyone in the live broadcast feel that he made a mistake in his performance just because he was unwell.
So easily, the Schumann team pulled the score to eleven minutes.
The eleven-minute gap surpassed Huokang's own record.
What's more, Huokang's opponent is still No. 1 in the current world ranking.
Even if Huokang is a rare genius in the racing circle, the gap is too far, and Wenxin's team is almost going to win the first place... Fans who were originally confident have fallen into autism.
[It's over, how can I win this? I won't...]
[I want to cry, I'm so embarrassed, but because there is an accident in this team! 】
[Don't dare to look at it, I'm afraid that after a while, I will cry. 】
Huokang himself is in good condition and has time to joke with Wen Xin.
Wen Xin asked him: "Will you cry if you lose?"
Huokang laughed exaggeratedly: "Will I lose?"
Wen Xin said: "The gap of eleven minutes... how do you chase it?"
Huokang made a gesture of stepping on the accelerator: "Just chase like this!"
...
After a long period of waiting.
The final highlight finally begins.
The track is chosen in the most difficult Qingyan Mountain. Not only is the mountain-shaped complex road rugged, but also has many corners, so each team sends very experienced professional racing drivers.
Before the start of the race, there were interviews with several drivers, especially Huokang and Moore.
She asked Moore first: "Your team leads by eleven minutes. How do you feel about this?"
Moore said in fluent Chinese: "I treat this match as a duel, so the advantage of these eleven minutes, I don't count it in my results."
His meaning is obvious.
It is that he is going to have a one-on-one duel with Huokang.
It doesn't matter to him what team competition or what lead.
Personally, relying on his own scores, he is beating Huokang upright.
Moore continued: "Many people think that because Huokang retired midway, I can win the championship. I don't think so, so I came to participate in this competition."
He said this arrogantly, but as soon as the voice fell, the barrage was full of praise for him.
Although he is an opponent, I have to admit that this pure competitive spirit is worthy of praise.
Immediately, the fans on both sides stopped pinching each other, and just waited quietly for the game to proceed.
Since the Lord has said so, fans don't need to take the extra eleven minutes to talk about things. When the time comes, they will know who is faster and who is slower.
However, when it was Huokang's turn to speak, he smiled: "Then I will also say something, if I don't beat you for eleven minutes today, I will withdraw from the racing industry."
Everyone: "???"
Kangkang, you are sober and sober!
You are betting on your future!
Moore's face immediately darkened, he stared at Huokang not far away: "Are you insulting me?"
Huokang blinked mischievously: "No, I'm releasing water for you."