Lin Xiangbei on the track version of Mitsubishi evo still looked dull and as simple as water. This operation was not his limit, so naturally there was nothing to be excited or excited about.

More importantly, the roar of the old drunkard was also stimulated by Lin Xiangbei in some sense, and he wanted to prove himself!

The lap was completed quickly. When Lin Xiangbei returned to the starting point, he did not stop, but continued to drive.

"Would you like to ask Uncle Xu when he used this lap just now? I feel that he should be very close to his lap speed!"

Li Wenfeng's tone showed a kind of expectation. In his perception, Lin Xiangbei's speed just now was as fast as lightning!

"No, it's a long way."

Lin Xiangbei replied briefly.

Although he tried his best to pass the corner in the second half, his speed was much faster than the previous awkward change, but it was still not as fast as the old alcoholic lap speed of 1 minute 33 seconds 21 seconds. He estimated that he had taken a lap just now to about 1 minute 36 seconds.

Almost as Lin Xiangbei said this, the old drunkard looked at the time of the stopwatch, which showed 1 minute 36 seconds 51.

If the manual error is included, Lin Xiangbei's lap speed is basically around 1 minute and 36 seconds, and his estimate is very accurate!

"Uncle Xu, it's almost 3 seconds slower than your lap a few years ago."

Brother Niu naturally saw the numbers on the stopwatch and he spoke.

The difference between three seconds behind in a lap is not only a huge difference in strength in the field race, but also a world of difference according to the standards of the rally track.

The length of the rally time trial stage is usually around dozens of kilometers, and the difference in victory or defeat may be only a few seconds. The total length of the short track at Guangzhou-Shenzhen Base is not three kilometers, and it will be dozens of seconds behind, and it is not at the same level at all.

But you should know that when Xu Lang ran here a few years ago, he was still in his peak tacit understanding stage, and even planned to prepare for the wrc!

Lin Xiangbei has only been here for a few days, and officially running this is the first lap. Especially according to his rapid change in the corner behind him, is it really difficult to surpass the three-second gap?

"Lin Xiangbei, are you not in harmony with your hands or feet, or is Li Wenfeng next to you stuttering and speechless? Can you drive slowly?"

"My old man drove tractors faster than you in the countryside, so he might as well stop racing. How about going to learn farming from my old man?"

The sarcastic voice of the old drunkard was transmitted to the ears of Lin Xiangbei and Li Wenfeng through radio.

At this time, Li Wenfeng looked at Lin Xiangbei with a dull expression. He never expected that his idol "Railing King" had such an image, which was even more depressed than the drunken drunken look before!

"I'm old Yin and Yang people, don't worry about him and report to the road letter!"

Lin Xiangbei has long been accustomed to the crazy performance of the old alcoholic. Whether he says it or not, he must surpass the lap record of 1 minute, 33 seconds and 21 seconds!

At the beginning of the second lap, Lin Xiangbei's drift operation became more and more proficient. At the same time, Li Wenfeng, who was in the co-pilot position, reported the coordinate points of the road book more accurately and concisely, and a tacit understanding of coordination began to appear.

Moreover, not only Lin Xiangbei brought himself into the identity of a rally driver, Li Wenfeng gradually adapted to the rhythm of a professional navigator, tried to restrain his instinctive habit of looking up at the road, used his back to experience terrain changes such as turning, and reported the road conditions information of the next node faster.

You should know that some particularly complex tension road conditions will not leave the navigator for a breathing time. He must report the road books like speed reading, and ensure that there will be no errors.

Otherwise, when the driver's operation does not match the road conditions, the consequences may be very serious. Even if it is saved, the wasted time cannot be saved.

After the second lap, the old drunkard pressed the stopwatch timer. The time displayed on it was 1 minute 35 seconds 32, which was 1.2 seconds higher than the previous lap.

This kind of progress is already very fast, but Xu Lang knew very well that this was just the beginning.

As Lin Xiangbei became more familiar with the terrain, he would remember the curve characteristics of the entire short track in his mind. Even without Li Wenfeng's road book next to him, he could prepare for the operation. In the end, the short track rally would become an alternative field race.

Xu Lang did not witness how strong Lin Xiangbei is on the field track, but he knew that he could beat Volkswagen 222 team's Rookie Cup championship for more than 4 seconds, at level level.

Moreover, Lin Xiangbei's previous line cutting and bending showed his stronger strength on the field. If this kid hadn't been unwilling to run the field, Xu Lang even thought that he would have more promising to run the car race.

The time on the stopwatch in the third lap was 1 minute 34 seconds 57, and the time entered the range within 1 minute 35 seconds, but the increase was not as exaggerated as the second lap, and it was only 0.8 seconds faster.

But you should know that the more you go to the top of any event, the harder it will be to improve. Lin Xiangbei's improvement in a sense is faster than the second lap!

The fourth circle, the fifth circle, the sixth circle...

Mitsubishi evo whistled wildly on the pulling short track, Lin Xiangbei had no intention of stopping.

He didn't know how far he was from the old alcoholic lap speed, but it didn't matter. In addition to defeating his opponent, he also surpassed himself. Every lap is compared with his previous lap, and you can't see your opponent in your eyes!

Fifteenth, twentyth, thirtyth…

Lin Xiangbei is still speeding, and the time on the stopwatch has entered the field of 1 minute and 33 seconds. Lin Xiangbei’s fastest lap is 1 minute and 33 seconds and 79!

This was only half a second away from the fastest lap of the old alcoholic, but in just half a second it was like a natural chasm standing in front of Lin Xiangbei. He might have improved every lap in the back, only a few dozen milliseconds, or even no!

When Lin Xiangbei finished the fortieth lap, the old drunkard's voice came from the headphones: "Enough, come back."

Hearing this sound, Lin Xiangbei finally slowed down. At this moment, the face under the helmet was covered with dense beads of sweat.

Li Wenfeng next to him was even more miserable, his face was pale like a ghost, and his hands holding Lu Shu couldn't help but tremble.

When Lin Xiangbei stopped the Mitsubishi Evo at the starting point of the short track, Li Wenfeng untied his seat belt like lightning, then pushed open the car door and squatted on the side of the road, without even having time to take off his helmet.

With a "wow", I almost vomited out all the overnight meal.

"The breath of the weak..."

Lin Xiangbei looked at Li Wenfeng's appearance and complained lightly, but his image was not much better than not vomiting at this moment.

"The fastest lap speed is 1 minute, 33 seconds, 55, so you don't have to drive a tractor in my hometown."

The old drunkard walked to Lin Xiangbei, looked at the time on the stopwatch and said.

"It's true."

Lin Xiangbei replied with some regret. Although this result was as expected by him, he was inevitably a little disappointed.

After all, if Lin Xiangbei really wants to demand himself according to the standards of a novice, that is the biggest insult to the F1 super driver's license in his previous life!

"I want to surpass myself for a day, kid, you are the first one."

The expression on Lao Jiuge's face was a bit complicated. On the one hand, it was Gao Xinglin Xiangbei's ambition and speed, and on the other hand, it felt a sigh of relief that the Yangtze River pushed the previous wave. Now he has become a small character who is worthy of being killed in one day?

"Three days, three days I will definitely surpass your lap speed!"

Lin Xiangbei replied seriously, it was not that he was arrogant, but that no one knew better than him. How good it was for domestic drivers to be in the world!

Competitive sports do not talk about human nature, but only about achievements. Even if the double champion Han Han went abroad, he didn't even have the qualifications to be the tail of the crane.

"Yes, arrogant enough."
Chapter completed!