The entire Panfeng Mountain Highway was now blocked off by the Fengchi Supercar Club staff.
"Checkpoint One, no cars, clear..."
"Checkpoint Two, no cars, clear..."
"Checkpoint Three fork blocked, no cars, clear..."
With each announcement over the radio, the race was about to start.
Lin Chen took this time to study the Panfeng Mountain road map printed by the club. Every curved road segment's length, width, and sharpness were all memorized in his mind.
"Ready..."
"Go..."
The staff raised their starting pistols and fired a loud bang.
"Screech..."
At the gunshot, a dozen luxury cars shot forward like arrows released from a bow.
Lin Chen's Audi Q3 was not among them—after all, the price gap and engine performance difference were huge.
Lu Tengfei's Bugatti Veyron had an 8-liter W16 engine and could accelerate from 0-100 km/h in 2.63 seconds—nothing like Lin Chen's Audi Q3.
Right from the start, Lin Chen's car fell far behind Lu Tengfei's group.
Watching this, people shook their heads slightly.
"Earlier with Miao Yunfei around, no one dared say anything harsh, but is her friend crazy to race like this?"
"I think it's a huge problem to use a few hundred thousand yuan car to race cars worth millions and tens of millions..."
"Heh, but he did say it doesn't matter what car you use, as long as you can beat Lu's group."
After some chatter, Lin Chen was quickly forgotten as attention turned to the big screens.
The monitors showed each car's status with some shaking and confusion, but Lu Tengfei's car was clearly far ahead.
On Panfeng Mountain Highway, the roar of engines and screech of tires filled the air as cars thundered past.
After a straight section, the first curve appeared—a 33-degree uphill curve. Lu Tengfei skillfully drifted around it with a near-perfect tail slide.
Behind him followed Jiang Yaxian's red Porsche.
The wireless camera on the Porsche windshield broadcast Lu Tengfei's elegant drift to the starting point screens.
"Wow..."
A girl gasped. Lu Tengfei didn't slow much during the curve—his car's rear came within a meter of the mountain slope, almost touching it.
Among today's racers, Lu Tengfei was the most likely to win.
Of course, Jiang Yaxian's driving was also excellent, keeping tight behind the Bugatti Veyron—Lu Tengfei couldn't shake her off.
"Vroom vroom..."
Engines roared as the cars passed one curve after another. One car lost control on a curve, hitting a mountain rock and denting its rear heavily.
Miao Yunfei drove the Maserati in seventh place. She didn't care about winning or losing—she just loved the speed and passion.
After a curve, Miao Yunfei checked her rearview mirror several times but saw no Audi Q3 behind her.
"Hmph."
Miao Yunfei snorted, feeling schadenfreude. "Serves you right for being arrogant and reckless, racing an Audi against luxury cars. Losing money is deserved."
Thinking of Lin Chen's disappointed, frustrated look at the finish, she felt great satisfaction.
She planned to mock him a little more to get back all the irritation she had suffered from him.
At the starting line, everyone nervously watched the screens. As time passed, only one-third of the race remained.
The final third was the most dangerous, with a dozen consecutive curves.
So far, Lu Tengfei maintained a wide lead, followed by Jiang Yaxian, whose driving skill was no less impressive despite being a woman.
"Heh, by the way, where's that friend Yunfei brought?" A young man at the start laughed.
This reminded everyone of Lin Chen in the Audi Q3.
A young model giggled, "He's been behind from the start. The screens never showed his car. He's at the back of the pack."
"He said car brand doesn't matter, as long as he wins. I thought he had a trick, but it was all talk."
"Lu Tengfei is doing great tonight. Looks like he'll win the ten million prize. He's paying for dinner tonight."
"What ten million? Did you forget the idiot in the Audi Q3? He paid the entry fee too. It should be eleven million total."
They chatted about what big meal they'd have after.
Suddenly, A rich girl shouted, "Look, the Audi appeared!"
"Big deal," some were indifferent. Lin Chen barely glanced.
"That Lin Chen seems to be accelerating now—he's passed two cars already."
"The last stretch is all curves. Even the best cars can only drive safely. That Audi Q3 can handle it. Could he be planning to win this last section?"
Some thought this ridiculous but had no rebuttal.
The footage showed Lin Chen's Audi Q3 maintaining speed through curves, even accelerating through them.
Tires spun wildly, leaving black marks on the curves. The Audi slipped through gaps between luxury cars like a ghost, narrowly avoiding collisions multiple times.
On the winding curve section, Lin Chen overtook car after car, quickly moving into third place.
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