Chapter 1092： 【1092】As long as he can enter the top five, I will accept him as a disciple

"Om..."

The engine of Charm Blue Night roared, and it rolled over the mountain for several meters before returning to the ground.

"Shit, you're a sneak attack, you can't afford it, you little trash!"

Ye Feng gave Yun Tianchuan a middle finger, then walked away with the chicken leg in his mouth.

Yun Tianchuan hammered the steering wheel angrily, and could only watch the taillights of Meilan Night getting farther and farther away.

But while he was angry, he also had to admit that the opponent's technique was really awesome.

If it was him just now, the only choice is to slow down, and it is absolutely impossible to do what Ye Feng did.

"Shit, when did such a freak appear in Yangcheng?"

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At the same time, the audience who are watching the live broadcast on the big screen is already boiling.

"Oh, my-god! Did I read it right? That move is too cool, right?"

"It's so beautiful, Meilan Ye's overtaking action just now is too beautiful, it's just amazing!"

"My mother, I almost passed out just now, isn't this movement too difficult?"

"It's really not in vain today, to see such a great god?"

"I bet a pack of spicy sticks, from now on, there will be a place for this great **** in the underground racing in Yangcheng!"

"I feel like you f*cked nonsense..."

Everyone was already shocked by the scene of Ye Feng rolling over the mountain and overtaking a car just now!

There were a few wild women who stripped off their upper bodies and jumped up like crazy.

For this group of drag racing gangs, whether you are rich or handsome, you are worthless in their eyes.

But if you can show extraordinary strength, you can truly convince them.

Obviously, the strength that Ye Feng showed now is no longer as simple as convincing them, it is close to worship.

"Holy shit, this is so **** cool, watching this kind of game is better than applauding for love!"

"This great **** is now ranked second. Do you think he can surpass Kun Shao?"

"This...Although he is really strong, he probably can't beat Kun Shao, right?"

"I think his strength should be on par with Kun Shao, but it's a pity that he started slowly just now, otherwise there is still hope."

"Yeah, if he starts faster, it's not sure who wins. As for now, he can only be second."

"Young Master Kun is about to reach the finish line, and he has no chance."

"It's a pity. His performance today is simply perfect. If he can win the championship, this will definitely be a classic battle."

"For the first time in the competition, the ability to beat Li Yongchao and Yun Tianchuan, this is already a super god-level performance."

"Yeah, it's pretty impressive to be ranked behind Young Master Kun, isn't it?"

Just when everyone was discussing, Feng Shaokun had already entered the final sprint stage.

Not surprisingly, the second place has already been thrown away by him and there is no shadow in sight.

A yellow-haired man sitting in his co-pilot yawned boredly, "It's so boring, I actually won again."

Feng Shaokun also curled his lips helplessly, "It's really boring. Forget it, after today's competition, I will never come again."

"What's the point of abusing food all the time?"

The yellow-haired man couldn't help teasing, "You're a bit lonely and seeking defeat. You can't lose even if you want to lose. Your strength doesn't allow it."

Feng Shaokun shook his head and smiled wryly, "At first, I thought Yun Tianchuan and Li Yongchao could barely be rivals, but now it seems that these two are useless."

The yellow-haired man suddenly thought of someone, "I just don't know how the kid you invited is doing well?"

Feng Shaokun thought of Ye Feng, and immediately chuckled, "His skills are not bad, but it's his first time running this track, so it would be nice to be in the top five."

"As long as he can enter the top five, I will accept him as an apprentice."

The yellow-haired man suddenly regained his spirits, "Are you really planning to take him as a disciple?"

Feng Shaokun smiled bitterly, "Our old man has always opposed my car racing, so I am destined not to be a professional racing driver in this life."

"That kid has a good talent. If he trains well, he may fulfill my wish."

The yellow-haired man suddenly looked envious, "This kid is really lucky, and it is his good fortune to be able to worship you as a teacher."

Feng Shaokun shook his head and smiled, "But that kid is a bit thorny, so I still have to beat him."

While the two were chatting, they suddenly heard the roar of an engine moving from far to near.

"Yo, someone actually caught up? Guess it's Yun Tianchuan or Li Yongchao?" the yellow hair asked with a smile.

"Yun Tianchuan, that Li Yongchao put all his thoughts on modifying the car, he has gone astray, he is not as good as Yun Tianchuan." Feng Shaokun immediately made a judgment.

"Huh? The sound seems a bit wrong. The McLaren in Yuntianchuan doesn't seem to sound like this!" Huang Mao was a little puzzled when he heard the sound of the engine behind him.

Feng Shaokun was also stunned, "It doesn't seem to be Li Yongchao's Bugatti, so who could it be?"

Just when the two were in doubt, they saw a purple car suddenly appear in the rearview mirror.

"It's that kid?"

The two exclaimed almost simultaneously.

They imagined many possibilities, but they just didn't expect that it would be Ye Feng who caught up.

Those who came to participate today, randomly pick out one, they are all masters in the Yangcheng underground arena, and none of them are vegetarians.

And Ye Feng is the first time to come to this track, just familiar with the track is not something that can be completed in a short time, as long as he loses not too badly, it will be very good.

They never expected that the other party would be able to get rid of Li Yongchao and Yun Tianchuan and rush to the second place.

"Damn it, did this kid fly over?" the yellow-haired man muttered to himself.

Fortunately, Feng Shaokun's psychological quality is very strong, but he was a little startled at first, but soon regained his composure.

"It's nothing to surpass those two wastes, but if you want to surpass me? Then we have to see if he has the ability."

He was already a little slack because he was about to reach the finish line, but now he suddenly regained his energy, and Ferrari's speed increased again.

"Whoosh..."

The black car body is hidden in the night, and only the headlights can prove his position, floating in the night like a ghost.