"100 percent?"

Situ Yang gasped and then frowned, "You better not be joking around!"

Ye Qiu shook his head, "I'm not joking."

At this moment, Ye Qiu was truly not kidding. With his Celestial Eye, he already saw the strength of Xiaoji Jianren, a 2-star Golden Chariot King.

He himself was currently an 8-star White Shadow Chariot King. Although he might not be on par with Xiaoji Jianren in terms of raw power, Ye Qiu had the Car God System's Talent Skills, namely Super Driving.

As long as Ye Qiu activated Super Driving, even a Platinum Chariot Emperor would have to obediently back off.

At the same time, Ye Qiu used the Celestial Eye Skill to assess Bai Lingfeng's strength, which surprised him. Bai Lingfeng turned out to be a 7-star Golden Chariot Emperor.

The younger generation of Huaxia was indeed very strong, and seeing Bai Lingfeng talking with Ye Xuan made him feel a lot of pressure.

Seeing Ye Qiu's serious expression, Situ Yang thought for a moment and finally sighed, "Alright, I hope you won't let me down."

Despite saying this, Situ Yang still couldn't believe it deep down. Although Ye Qiu's talent and strength were very impressive, he was still far behind Situ Yang himself.

And if he wasn't even a match for Xiaoji Jianren, how could Ye Qiu possibly be?

As the two talked, Ye Xuan and Bai Lingfeng's conversation was also coming to an end. Ye Xuan said, "I hope you take care of yourself. If you dare cause trouble for my brother in the future, I won't let you off."

Bai Lingfeng looked displeased and nodded, "Relax, since that kid is your brother, there's no conflict between him and me."

As he spoke, Bai Lingfeng asked, "By the way, what's your brother's name?"

Ye Xuan frowned, "Why do you want to know?"

"Just curious. Maybe in the future, if we're together, he'll be my brother too."

"If you want to be with me, you have to complete our agreement first. Beat Fujiwara Takumi, and then we can talk."

Ye Xuan said, then as she noticed Bai Lingfeng's displeased face, continued, "My brother's name is Ye Qiu, remember it…"

"Hmm." Bai Lingfeng nodded but then suddenly widened his eyes in shock, quickly looking over at Ye Qiu who was talking to Situ Yang, "He, he is Ye Qiu?"

...

As time slowly passed, everyone who was supposed to be there had gathered, and the challenge between the United States' professional racing driver Xiaoji Jianren and Huaxia's professional racing drivers officially began.

Xiaoji Jianren, surrounded by Huaxia people, drove his modified, Level 4 GTR to the starting line.

Situ Yang also drove his Wiesmann to the starting line, lining up parallel to Xiaoji Jianren's GTR.

He glanced at Xiaoji Jianren with eyes filled with intense fighting spirit. Although he knew he wasn't a match, once you get on the track, you have to give it your all. Besides, Ye Qiu was there with him.

"Are you really confident?" Situ Yang asked worriedly as he looked at Ye Qiu lying on the seat, almost about to fall asleep.

Ye Qiu didn't even lift his eyelids and said, "Don't worry."

Situ Yang said nothing further and then prepared for the referee's signal to start racing.

The outcome depended on this single move. Would the obnoxious kid from the United States come in arrogantly and leave triumphantly, or would Huaxia protect its honor and slap him in the face?

At this moment, with high expectations, Huaxia racing drivers clenched their fists, cheering for Situ Yang.

Meanwhile, supporters of Xiaoji Jianren were all smiles, leisurely eating BBQ and drinking beer, waiting for Xiaoji Jianren's victory.

At this point, the racer forums were also ablaze. This challenge race that had captured the attention of all Huaxia was exploding with thread clicks and had extremely high engagement.

It was a race about dignity, about honor.

While the data analysts had already assessed the strengths of Situ Yang and Xiaoji Jianren, knowing that Situ Yang would inevitably lose,

Huaxia netizens were leaving comments in support, though there were a few sarcastic remarks as well.

"It's okay; even if Situ Yang might lose tonight, at least we had the courage to take on the challenge, and that in itself is commendable."

"That's right. Even if we lose to that kid this time, remember, sometimes life turns around, and who knows who will shine in another thirty years? Let's work hard together, Huaxia racing drivers, and aim to challenge them in the future in RB and humiliate them..."

The majority of supporters echoed these sentiments. No one believed that Situ Yang would surely win, because it was a race he knew he'd likely lose, and to forcefully support him would result in an even harsher backlash.

Those Huaxia who idolized RB's drivers ridiculed, "We're not their match now; thirty years from now, the RB Empire's power will only grow stronger."

"Exactly. With Fujiwara Takumi's presence, RB will definitely train more drivers over the next thirty years. It's tough for Huaxia to surpass them...haha..."

This kind of ridicule naturally sparked a war of words, and though ridiculed, those defending Huaxia knew it was the truth.

In order for Huaxia's professional racing to rise, a figure like Fujiwara Takumi, or one of those powerful drivers from the United States, must emerge.

Fujiwara Takumi was the national idol and spiritual pillar for RB racers. With him around, RB drivers had overwhelming confidence and were invincible on the track.

Huaxia lacked such a charismatic leader to lead Huaxia drivers to rise.

Clearly, Bai Lingfeng was not that person, nor was Situ Yang, and seemingly, no one else was either.

Once, Ye Qiu had risen, but he was with the American Alliance team then, and later, he became a has-been, fading into silence.

...

At the foot of Baling Mountain, Situ Yang and Xiaoji Jianren were both ready, just waiting for the time to start the race.

Nearby, Ouyang Feng sneered as he looked at Ye Qiu sitting in Situ Yang's co-driver's seat and said to Ye Han, "That kid seems to have no idea what's about to happen. Look, he's about to fall asleep, haha..."

Ye Han shook his head in disdain, looking at Ye Qiu dozing off in the co-driver's seat, full of contempt, thinking, "How did Grandpa make someone like this an honorary grandson? Such an embarrassment to the Ye Family."

Among those in the Celestial Dragon Racing Team, there had been opposition to Ye Qiu being Situ Yang's co-driver from the start.

One must understand that a co-driver is very important to the racer.

At this moment, seeing Ye Qiu dozing off, even though they didn't dare mock him openly because of the Ye Family's backing, their eyes were full of deep disdain.

Finally, as the race was about to begin, someone couldn't help but say to the captain of the Celestial Dragon Racing Team, Bai Lingfeng, "Captain, why did you let that guy be Situ Yang's co-driver? Does he look like he's ready to race?"

"Yeah, that guy clearly doesn't seem reliable. I think replacing him would be for the best. Even I would be better than him!"

"Yeah, yeah, Captain, quickly switch him out. With Situ Yang's victory chances already slim, having that guy there is just unnecessary!"

Once one person spoke out, others chimed in, eager to have Ye Qiu replaced, believing his presence would only cause trouble.

Bai Lingfeng slightly frowned as he looked at Ye Qiu, who was nearly asleep in the co-driver's seat. After a brief hesitation, he nodded and said to a handsome driver beside him, "Bai Yun, go and switch with him."

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