C227 The God of Racing Technique Erupted and He Was Done with the Race in a Flash

The engine's roar erupted, sending a massive soundwave surging through the air!

Wang Tiancheng, at the helm of the McLaren GMT sports car, unleashed its formidable power, hugging the ground as he pursued the Pagani Huayra.

Despite the sports car's extensive modifications, the Pagani Huayra's superior performance meant there was still a gap to close. Inside the car, Wang Tiancheng felt a growing impatience.

He watched as the Pagani Huayra approached a sharp bend in the circular track and began to turn. Wang Tiancheng's face hardened with determination. He deftly maneuvered the sports car, accelerating swiftly to close in on the Pagani Huayra.

Then, in a bold move, he slammed on the brakes and swung the tail out, aiming to crash into the Pagani Huayra ahead!

This very tactic had previously forced Liang Yu into a spin against the outer guardrail, nearly sending him tumbling down the hillside. Fortunately, Liang Yu's quick reflexes had saved him, leaving only a gaping hole in the front wing of his sports car.

But Lin Dong lacked racing experience!

Wang Tiancheng was convinced that he could force Lin Dong off the road, leading to a catastrophic crash. With this malicious intent, he viciously yanked the handbrake, executing a tail swing with the McLaren.

Simultaneously, their situation was being live-streamed back to the teams behind them by a drone.

Liang Yu and Lee Zhan, along with the rest of the team, watched the unfolding drama on their computer screens, voices rising in panic.

"This is bad, Wang Tiancheng is out to get Dong!"

"He's so devious; Dong's in real danger now!"

"Dodge it, Dong!"

"Ah, it's going to hit! He might be sent plummeting down the hillside this time!"

The team members were in an uproar, their concern palpable.

Liang Yu gripped his fingers tightly, deeply anxious for Lin Dong's predicament.

With no prior race experience, Lin Dong was at a critical juncture, speeding into a turn just as Wang Tiancheng attempted a risky overtaking maneuver. If Lin Dong's nerves faltered, he could panic, make a sudden turn, and collide with the guardrail!

The consequences at that point would be too dreadful to contemplate!

Amidst everyone's concern, they witnessed the Pagani Huayran ahead executing a sudden brake and tail swing.

The maneuver was nearly identical to that of the McLaren sports car!

It was as if both vehicles were tracing parallel lines, performing the same maneuver.

With the screech of tires skidding across the pavement, both sports cars rounded the corner almost simultaneously.

In that instant, the Pagani Huayran's tires clung to the asphalt, propelling it forward, leaving a trail of black smoke as it left the McLaren trailing behind.

"Wow, it actually surged ahead!"

"Dong is incredibly skilled!"

"To swing the tail and burst out of the curve at the exact same moment, that's impressive!"

"Dong truly lives up to his reputation. Respect!"

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The team members following Liang Yu and Lee Zhan erupted in cheers, their faces alight with happiness and excitement.

Lin Dong's maneuver was nothing short of a masterclass in drift turning!

And to think, he executed it in perfect sync as the McLaren sports car was on the verge of crashing into him from behind – simply astounding!

Everyone's hearts swelled with admiration for Lin Dong's driving prowess!

While everyone was engrossed in the spectacle, Wang Tiancheng, at the helm of the McLaren, was also struck with awe.