Holding a signal pistol in his right hand, he loudly counted down.

"Ten."

"Nine."

"Eight."

...

"Two."

"One."

BANG!

WHOOSH!

With the sound of the gunshot, Xia Liang instantly slammed the car into gear and shot forward. The powerful g-force pinned his entire body against the seatback. After two seconds, the first turbo of the sequential twin-turbocharger kicked in. The Fantasy 7 had barely accelerated past 60 mph when the rotary engine's power abruptly launched it to over 80 mph.

In the passenger seat, Tang Jie was so overwhelmed by the sudden acceleration that she clamped her legs together, one hand gripping the grab handle for dear life. Her other hand, however, expertly held the livestreaming device steady. In the livestream, the viewers were also holding their breath. No one was typing in the chat, afraid they might miss a single detail. The stream, already famous for its eye-popping topics, was now broadcasting a rare domestic car race, and the viewership had already soared to 4,000,000.

BANG!

At 80 mph, Xia Liang shifted into second gear. The abundant power ensured the gear change didn't slow the acceleration at all. As the RPMs continued to climb, the second turbo kicked in at 6,000 RPM, boosting the car's speed once again to 120 mph!

This all happened in just seven seconds. And remember, this was a mountain rally, not a circuit track where you could easily hit 300 mph.

Han Han, a driver who had won seven championships, once wrote in an article: "I, too, was once ignorant of this power!"

In a mountain rally, the twisting track is bordered by a hard mountain face on one side and, very possibly, a sheer cliff on the other. Just daring to race here was an act of courage. In fact, many drivers might not even reach 120 mph on the entire course.

Of course, this wasn't Xia Liang's limit. On a straightaway just a few hundred meters long, he pushed the car to 200 mph in a shockingly short time. Then, with several beautiful drifts through the corners, he left the other racers so far behind his taillights vanished from their view.

This left everyone, including Wang Yong, without the slightest chance to show off. Any thoughts of pulling off legendary moves like Fujiwara Takumi's overtakes or the Death Adhesive Tape challenge were pure fantasy. Everyone knew that no one in the country could compete with Xia Liang head-on. But that didn't dampen their excitement. With Xia Liang on the track, their faith in the spirit of racing was kept pure and unsullied.

What is the allure of a rally race? Is it just pure speed? No, it isn't. F1 circuit tracks are for competing on speed and testing car performance. The essence of a rally will always be the thrill and the danger. The drivers pilot cars on the brink of losing control, constantly dancing on the razor's edge of death. Of course, the car itself plays a significant role, but the driver's skill and guts are the key factors.

Take, for instance, the legendary tale of a driver who won a championship in a mere entry-level S-class car. The constant peril he faced along the way was what made the story so gripping. And in the end, he paid for his dream with his life.

With his God-level Driving skill and a top-of-the-line professional race car, Xia Liang was like a tiger with wings on these mountain roads. The twin-rotor engine produced six times the power of a conventional internal combustion engine. This was especially true in complex sections requiring constant gear changes and acceleration, where the near-lag-free power delivery allowed the Fantasy 7 to dominate every corner in the shortest possible time.

The incessant roar of the engine somehow drowned out Tang Jie's fear of death. The feeling of her life hanging by a thread seemed to unlock a new door within her. A strange pleasure swept through her body. Her trembling and her constant screams nearly overwhelmed the engine's roar. Though terrified, she kept her eyes glued to the road ahead, unwilling to miss a single moment. An experience like this could truly be addictive.

Many illegal street racing crews have a girl just like her in the car. With a surge of hormones and dopamine, the people inside enter a state of euphoria that lasts for a long time.

This is the charm of a sports car: the ultimate, unbeatable tool for picking up girls. Bar none.

...

Xia Liang completed the 35-kilometer mountain course in 13 minutes, a full four minutes faster than the previous record. He arrived at the finish line—the famous "Eye of the City" landmark on Dragon Bone Mountain—at an average speed of 170 mph. Xia Liang parked the car in the center of the circular structure and got out, hoping the beautiful scenery would calm his racing heart.

In the livestream chat, millions of viewers gradually emerged from the tense atmosphere.

"First time watching a race, this is so cool! Xia Liang is incredible!"

"This was so intense, I almost threw up watching."

"The legend is awesome! He's a racing god! I've never seen anyone drive like that."

"Legend, you should go pro! Win some glory for our country! We need that honor."

"Video saved. This is definitely going viral. Wait for the headlines tomorrow!"

Having won the race, Xia Liang also received his mission reward. With the reward secured, he didn't stick around. He immediately left with Tang Jie to meet up with Wen Qiong, heading home to switch cars. After all, if they were all going out, he couldn't just let one of them take a taxi. He'd have to take the Hui Teng.

Just as the three of them were about to leave for food, a cheerful ringtone began to play.

"If you love me, then kiss me! If you love me, then hug me..."

Tang Jie answered her phone.

"Hello, Sis? What's... What?! Oh no, what are we going to do?" she cried into the phone. "Okay, okay, I'm in the car right now! I'll come find you immediately! Waaaah..."

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