20: Chapter 21 The Competition Begins

During a race, a single tiny mistake could cost someone their life!

Most importantly!

If one is unfamiliar with the terrain here, trying to race is like a blind man feeling an elephant—no different from suicide.

Zhou Bin didn't want an unfair victory that others would gossip about later.

So, he left An Xin enough time to scout the terrain.

"Fine."

An Xin didn't decline and drove straight over.

There were steep slopes everywhere; one slip-up could send him tumbling into the valley. Even with the boost of the universal card, An Xin didn't dare to be overconfident at this moment.

An Xin's speed was very slow, not looking like a racer at all.

The crowd couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Haha, driving like that and he still has the nerve to race me? He's way too confident in his own abilities!"

"What on earth gave him such confidence!"

"Brother Zhou, why are you bullying him? This guy clearly hasn't touched a racing car before. If it were me, I'd be a bit embarrassed even if I won."

Zhou Bin sneered and casually brushed off the hand resting on his shoulder.

"Me, bullying? Don't talk nonsense with your eyes wide open. I gave him a chance to back out, but he insisted on competing. We're just testing our skills on the track—how is that bullying?"

As he spoke, Zhou Bin's tone carried an undisguised sense of righteousness.

That was simply how things were.

If An Xin had never been involved in racing, he could have just refused when the challenge was made, instead of accepting it and then acting like this.

Yet on the track, An Xin still looked full of confidence, without a hint of cowardice.

On the contrary, Gao Qilan beside him was trembling a bit.

"The mountain roads here are so steep. Maybe we shouldn't participate. I feel like they're just targeting you!"

Gao Qilan had never experienced such a scene before.

Usually, she wouldn't even go to dangerous places, let alone drive on the edge of a cliff.

"Are you scared?"

An Xin spoke with a faint smile from the side.

Gao Qilan nodded eagerly, clutching An Xin's clothes tightly. "I'm a bit afraid of heights. I'm really scared. Let's just not race, okay?"

This kind of sport, racing at the limits of life, felt like it would lift one's heart high and then slam it back down!

"If I just give up now, I'd have to become Zhou Bin's son."

An Xin's tone betrayed no emotion, as if he were merely making a calm statement; only the spark in his eyes revealed the turbulence within.

This was a battle for his dignity. Not only was Zhou Bin confident about winning, but An Xin was also full of confidence.

Moreover, as long as he won this race, the lamborghini promised by the system would be delivered immediately.

With such a good deal, missing it would be a waste of the system's resources, wouldn't it?

"If you're really scared, I'll drop you off when the race starts. There's no need for you to sit with me!"

An Xin thought that regardless, Gao Qilan was just a young girl who had never been exposed to extreme sports. Making her sit in a racing car with him was indeed asking too much.

He took the initiative to suggest another way.

"No, I'm not getting out!"

Gao Qilan's attitude was unexpectedly firm.

"I'm already here. Since you aren't backing down, I definitely won't either!"

So many people outside were waiting to mock An Xin, and she was the only one supporting him. If even she left, wouldn't An Xin be all alone!

"Alright. In a moment, I'll show you the charm of racing and how I'll leave that kid Zhou Bin in the dust!"

An Xin laughed heartily. Soon, half an hour passed, and An Xin leisurely came down from the mountain.

"You guys are really slow!"

Zhou Bin's tone was a bit displeased. He had given An Xin half an hour, and An Xin actually took the full half hour to dawdle on the mountain.

A seasoned racer could have finished the run in under 20 minutes. God knows if An Xin had any racing experience at all!

"You don't actually have zero racing experience, do you? Don't blame me for bullying you when you lose!"

Being able to drive and being a racer are two completely different concepts.

It's like asking someone who just learned to crawl to compete in the Olympic 400-meter dash—isn't that just bullying?

"Of course I do. Dealing with you will be a breeze!"

An Xin spoke with absolute calm.

The smile on Zhou Bin's face vanished completely; he realized asking An Xin that was pointless.

"Since you know the rules, I won't waste any more time. Let me see this strength you're going to crush me with!"

Zhou Bin said sarcastically.

"On your marks!"

The two of them were at the starting line.

As the referee's whistle blew, An Xin immediately used the universal card.

Exchange: Racing Skill!

Almost instantly, his hands and feet moved naturally to the steering wheel and accelerator. The map he had memorized earlier became incredibly clear in his mind.

From major turns to small roadside stones, everything appeared before An Xin's eyes like a 3D display of the terrain.

Vroom!

Just at the start, An Xin had already left Zhou Bin behind.

"Damn it, going that fast is suicidal! Doesn't he worry about crashing and dying at that speed?"

Zhou Bin cursed loudly, a vicious thought crossing his mind.

Whoosh!

The moment the car started, the road ahead seemed to turn into a blur, with only An Xin's car speeding across the track.

The sound of the wind and the road rushed past him!

All shadows quickly dissipated before his eyes.

"Exhilarating!"

An Xin couldn't help but laugh out loud, taking the next turn at an extremely dangerous angle!

On the other side, Gao Qilan had already begun to regret it the moment the car started.

She never expected the car to go this fast; it was far beyond her imagination.

At this moment, even though she was wearing her seatbelt, she felt like she was going to be thrown out by the sheer speed.

"Ahhh! Slow down!"

Gao Qilan couldn't help but scream in terror, tears streaming down her face.

"What? You want me to go faster? Alright!"

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