Chapter 143 Han Yu Wins the Championship
Chapter 143 Han Yu Wins the Championship
Han Yu was fully focused on driving the race car, her eyes fixed on the bend ahead.
She knew that handling the curves was crucial; even a small mistake could lead to a significant drop in her ranking.
As the race car approached the first corner, Han Yu slowed down in advance, precisely controlling the coordination of the brakes and accelerator to cut into the corner with a perfect line.
The car body tilted slightly, and the tires screeched as they rubbed against the ground.
But under Han Yu's control, the race car remained steadily on the optimal line.
After successfully navigating the first bend, Han Yu quickly accelerated, widening the gap between himself and the other riders behind him.
A slight smile played on her lips; although the competition had only just begun, this positive start boosted her confidence.
However, Li Zeyu of the Fengyun Racing Team is by no means an ordinary person.
Taking advantage of the moment when Han Yu slowed down slightly on the bend, he suddenly accelerated, attempting to overtake Han Yu from the outside.
Han Yu noticed Li Zeyu's actions instantly through the rearview mirror inside the car.
Her eyes narrowed, but she reacted quickly, subtly adjusting the steering wheel and cleverly utilizing the car's momentum and the angle of the curve.
Just as Li Zeyu was about to catch up with her, she suddenly accelerated, her car flashing past Li Zeyu's car like lightning, successfully maintaining her leading position and widening the gap again.
This spectacular scene elicited gasps and cheers from the spectators on both sides of the track.
"Wow! Han Yu is amazing! He managed to hold his position. No wonder he's a favorite to win the championship!"
"That reaction speed, that handling skill, it's absolutely amazing!"
Gu Didi, who was in the private room, jumped up excitedly and shouted loudly.
"Sister Han Yu, you're amazing! Keep it up, keep it up!"
Shi Yu and Du Luola clapped and cheered excitedly, their eyes glued to the screen, afraid of missing any exciting moment.
Yue Jiang, the agent for the Yu Chen racing team, was also in Song Qianyi's private box.
He was chatting casually with Song Qianyi.
Qi Shuxue excitedly provided commentary from the sidelines of the track.
"Guys, did you see that? Han Yu's performance was absolutely amazing! She easily neutralized Li Zeyu's aggressive attempt to overtake her and even extended her lead. She has a very good chance of winning the championship!"
Viewers in the live stream chat flooded the screen with praise for Han Yu.
"Han Yu is invincible, her strength is top-notch!"
"Based on this skill alone, the championship definitely belongs to Han Yu!"
As the race progressed into its second half, the drivers were expending a great deal of energy.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Han Yu's forehead, and she gripped the steering wheel even tighter.
On the penultimate bend, Han Yu noticed that the car's tires seemed to have some wear.
She slowed down and adjusted the coordination of the brakes and accelerator to ensure she could safely navigate the curve.
Seeing Han Yu slow down, Li Zeyu thought his chance had come and accelerated again.
But Han Yu was prepared. The moment Li Zeyu approached, she suddenly made a feint.
Li Zeyu subconsciously turned the steering wheel to the outside as well. Just as he realized he had been tricked by Han Yu, Han Yu took advantage of the opening, successfully navigated the curve, and quickly accelerated, leaving Li Zeyu far behind once again.
"Haha, Han Yu's tactics are fantastic! He's completely outmaneuvering Li Zeyu!"
Qi Shuxue was giving a commentary with a smile on her face as she stood by the track.
The match is about to end.
Han Yu took a deep breath and adjusted his state.
The other drivers also gave it their all, trying to make a final sprint to try and make it into the final.
Buzz, buzz, buzz...
With a series of booming sounds, the competition came to an end.
As expected, Han Yu won first place in the competition.
After she drove the Pagani Huayra Codalunga slowly across the finish line, she brought the car to a steady stop in the designated area.
She sat in the driver's seat and first let out a long sigh of relief.
Then, she slowly took off her helmet, her neat short hair slightly damp with sweat.
Her face, covered in sweat, radiated uncontainable joy and pride, and her eyes glistened with tears of excitement.
The arena erupted in cheers, one wave after another, rushing towards Han Yu.
The audience stood up, waving flags and banners and shouting Han Yu's name.
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