The next day.
At the entrance of the Xingchen Club, Su Bo and Xiao Xiao split into two groups.
Xiaoxiao has a huge bodyguard and logistics team, as well as Ming Ruilong, and all kinds of support are in place.
"Brother Su, you will definitely win the championship!"
Before getting into the nanny car, Xiaoxiao looked serious and stretched out her little finger: "Come on, pinky promise!"
Su Xiaoxiao smiled dumbly at the childish face and shook hands with Xiaoxiao: "Okay! When we meet again tonight, you will be the champion of the Knox Race, and I will be the champion of the Panlong Race!"
Xiaoxiao nodded solemnly, "Brother Su, I will finish the race with Liefeng as soon as possible and come to cheer you on."
"You can do something good, but you can't do anything dangerous." Su pinched Xiaoxiao's pretty face and warned, "Another 2,000-word self-review!"
Xiaoxiao's face turned pale with fright when she heard this.
Those two thousand words yesterday almost broke her heart.
She backed up into the car, quickly closed the door, and rolled up the privacy window.
Ming Ruilong smiled and waved, then got in the car.
Su 뎃 watched Xiaoxiao 놅's convoy leave and breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned around and looked at Xingchen, Zidian, and the other mecha girls in the Xingchen Club.
"Okay, Xiaoxiao has already gone to the battlefield, now it's our turn!
Panlong, come on! ”
Xingchen and Tunbao raised their fists and yelled, "Oh! Fighting!!"
Di Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and even Zi Dian shouted softly.
"Boss Su, please choose your mode of travel." Jueying, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, walked to Su's side and said in a serious tone, "We have helicopters, private jets, and direct-landing medium-sized fighter jets. Which one do you want to take?"
"Of course it's a direct-landing fighter!" Su 뎃 said without even thinking about it.
The main thing is that the direct-landing fighter jet is fast and cool, but the key is that I have never sat in one.
Although Coach Zhang Tan vomited in the toilet for half an hour when he sat over.
However, he felt that the physiques of this person and that person could not be generalized, and it was normal for a weakling like Zhang Tan to hold on.
But who is he?
He is the champion!
"Did you take motion sickness medicine in advance?" Jueying asked considerately.
Su Xiaodong smiled scornfully and pointed at himself: "I, a magician, need that thing?"
…
Half an hour later.
Under the feet of Panlong.
A bright silver, stylish fighter jet landed on the tarmac.
The candidates and pilots around watched this scene and stepped aside to watch from a distance, guessing what came down from the fighter plane. After all, being able to participate in the competition in such a fighter plane... It was truly unprecedented.
After a while, the cabin door opened.
A staggering figure gradually emerged from inside - Su walked down the stairs step by step with a crab-like step and a sullen face. Xingchen and Zidian supported one of his arms, and he stopped to slow down every few steps.
If he slowed down a bit, he was afraid that he would vomit out all the food he had eaten in the morning.
I am satisfied!
Su 뎃's heart was trembling.
It's strange that the helicopter fighter is exclusive to the armed forces.
This thing is simply something that the human body can tolerate.
I'm afraid only mecha girls and mechanics can avoid airsickness in a direct-landing fighter.
The speed is indeed very fast, but because of the speed, almost all riding experience is sacrificed.
To put it bluntly, it's like a combination of a speedster and a pirate ship accelerated ten times.
However, when Su looked up at the track ahead, he subconsciously held his breath.
The dizziness seemed to have eased a bit.
There are continuous mountains and ridges.
The sun shines through the gaps in the clouds, like the Buddha's light shining everywhere.
Between these towering mountains, a winding road track looms, rising up, winding between the mountains like a belt. When you look up further, you can see it clearly, but the track has disappeared into the clouds.
"Good! What a great Panlong!"
Su's confused mind suddenly became clear.
The moment he saw the Panlong Circuit, a top driver gene in his blood was instantly activated. He knew at a glance that the Panlong Circuit was definitely a top-level circuit with high challenge and strong comprehensiveness, and it was definitely very dangerous.
However, this is a track like this, he should be more excited about it and treat it fully.
In fact, when he was studying the Panlong Circuit some time ago, he had already watched many race sections and videos.
But watching the video feels the same as standing in front of Panlong in real life.
I finally understood why this track is called Panlong Track - doesn't the winding track look like a grey coiled dragon?
"Wow, it's so high!" Xingchen pointed to the top of the mountain and exclaimed.
Zi Dian looked at the majestic and towering Panlong with his mouth slightly opened and his eyes wide open.
"Tsk, what's the big deal?" The pig leopard curled its lips in disdain, "It's just a track? Let me go, I can do whatever I want."
Su 뎃 looked back at the leopard and said with a smile, "Then let's do the first part together?"
"What?" The pig leopard was stunned, stretched his head, held his ears and squinted his eyes: "The wind is a bit too strong today, I didn't hear clearly...hiss, my stomach is a bit uncomfortable, maybe my period has come, so, Boss Su, Xingchen, you guys play well, I'm going to the bathroom...ahhahahaha."
The leopard ran away and ran towards the audience seats.
Di Lin and Jueying pretended not to see it.
Ling Feng was afraid that the stupid leopard would get lost, so he hurriedly followed it.
"Boss Su, it's up to you, Xingchen and Zidian next." Jueying heard the crew's call to clear the field and said to Su, "Di Lin and I will cheer for you in the stands... Don't forget to draw the starting position!"
Of course Su would forget such an important thing.
He immediately took Xingchen and Zidian to queue up for the draw.
In the previous advanced competitions, we rarely saw other countries.
When it comes to international competitions such as the provincial advanced competition, the various skin colors and languages become more and more chaotic.
There are still two hours until the game starts.
The numbers were issued very quickly at the draw, and Su soon got his place in the competition.
——27 people.
A not-so-wrong position, at least it's a road sweeper.
When the lot was being drawn just now, Xingchen was eager to try, but luckily he stopped him and let another candidate draw first, and that candidate drew number 3. At this moment, no one knows where he is sitting, covering his face and crying.
"Magician?" A broken Chinese voice rang in my ears.
Su 뎃 turned his head, his eyes fixed.
Call him 놅그, he recognizes me, or rather, he knows me.
This is the new ace of DKC Demon King Club——Maisel.
At this moment, his face was full of friendly and gentle smiles, and he seemed to be the same as the arrogant, conceited, and cruel devil Maisel described in the intelligence.
When Su thought so.
Maisel pulled the mecha girl Thunder-01 closer.
Even in the noisy crowd, his voice could be heard clearly.
"Do you know? The Demon King...
Specialized in killing magic and magic master! ”
He passed by with the starting number in hand and whistled.
“See you on the track~”
His starting position was 19th.
Purple Lightning
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