Ye Yu practiced driving with his younger brother Ye Lei since childhood, and after being taken as a disciple by Situ Yang, his driving skills improved rapidly.
In recent years, he has achieved considerable success and, together with his brother, has been dubbed the "Gemini" by Huaxia racing fans, representing the future hope of Huaxia racing.
Therefore, though only 20 years old, Ye Yu remains humble, but with a slight sense of pride in his heart.
Despite being weak, he didn't notice it, but as his driving skills and fame grew, coupled with more exposure to people and events, that small sense of pride became gradually bigger.
Until today, after losing to Ye Qiu, it completely exploded, leaving him somewhat dejected at this moment.
Although he firmly remembered the first thing Situ Yang taught him, which was never to underestimate any opponent, his inherent pride, along with that swelling ego, meant that while he didn't underestimate Ye Qiu, he certainly didn't regard him with importance.
He never expected Ye Qiu to beat him, so the blow he received at this moment was rather heavy.
When the Automobile Guild manager, Yellow Jacket, inquired, he simply shook his head and said he was giving up.
"What? You're actually giving up? Aren't you going to think it over?" Yellow Jacket said in surprise.
Ye Yu shook his head: "As for Situ Xin, I was never his match, and I've already seen that I'm no match for Ye Qiu either. Continuing the race would lead to the same result, so I'm giving up."
Upon hearing Ye Yu confirm again, Yellow Jacket sighed inwardly, then thought of how the previously underestimated and belittled Ye Qiu turned out to be so formidable, finding it quite incredible.
Recalling his earlier thoughts that it was impossible for Ye Qiu to win, even suggesting Ye Qiu change cars, his face showed a bit of embarrassment.
"Alright, since you're certain, you won't have to participate in the next races, but will you continue with the assessment after their races are completed?"
Ye Yu nodded: "I will proceed with the assessment after their race ends."
Yellow Jacket nodded and said nothing, then turned and left.
After Yellow Jacket left, Ye Yu lay on the chair, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
"Who exactly are you, how can you be so powerful..." Staring at the ceiling, Ye Yu recalled the formidable skill Ye Qiu displayed when racing against him, causing deep doubt about Ye Qiu's identity.
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"He's confirmed he's withdrawing."
Yellow Jacket returned to the arena and told Luo Yun and others.
Luo Yun nodded: "In that case, this Nine-Section Jumping Track race between Ye Qiu and Situ Xin is the final race; there's no need for a third round."
Everyone around nodded in agreement.
Luo Yun glanced at Situ Yang and said, "Aren't you going to check on your disciple?"
Situ Yang shook his head: "If he falls into despair after losing just one more race, then there's no need for me to bring him into the Celestial Dragon Racing Team."
Ye Yu's brother, Ye Lei, was shocked upon hearing this and wanted to plead for his brother, but seeing Situ Yang's somewhat displeased expression, he refrained from doing so.
He simply sighed and prayed for his brother in his heart.
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After Ye Yu decided to give up, the second Nine-Section Jumping Competition only included Ye Qiu and Situ Xin, and the victor of this race would be the ultimate winner.
The bet between Ye Qiu and Situ Xin would also be settled, determining whether Ye Qiu would kneel and be humiliated by Situ Xin after losing, or if Situ Xin would lose and have another hand broken by Ye Qiu.
At the moment, two groups of people were engaged in heated debates on the racing forum.
Of course, the strength Ye Qiu showed previously had already silenced those who mocked him, realizing that Ye Qiu wasn't as simple as he appeared.
Hence, his supporters now equaled those of Situ Xin, and because Ye Qiu previously surpassed Situ Xin, his support rate was slightly higher than Situ Xin's.
The reason Situ Xin, despite just losing to Ye Qiu, still maintained support comparable to Ye Qiu was partly because he was an SS-level driver and captain of the Fiery Sun Team, earning him some favor.
The other crucial reason was that those who had bet on Situ Xin earlier couldn't withdraw their bets to bet on Ye Qiu anymore.
So, they could only desperately support Situ Xin, hoping that by doing so, they could cheer him on.
However, their hearts were nervous because Ye Qiu's current performance had already shown them that Ye Qiu wasn't simple, making it difficult to say who would ultimately win.
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"Situ Xin, the total amount wagered by supporters of Ye Yu and Ye Lei is over 43 million. I am now firmly at the top among Ye Qiu's supporters, which means if Ye Qiu wins later, I can pocket 33 million."
At this moment, Wang Xinrui held her phone, watching the verbal assaults between Ye Qiu's camp and Situ Xin's camp on the forum. Observing the people supporting Situ Xin and desperately taunting Ye Qiu, trying to make him lose with insults, Wang Xinrui found it amusing.
"This alone makes 33 million. Once I get my money back, I'll give the rest to Ye Qiu, so he can get a better car."
Recalling the scene of Ye Qiu's pickup truck being ridiculed by others, Wang Xinrui thought that once Ye Qiu finished the race, she would give all the 33 million winnings to him.
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While Situ Xin's group of supporters were fervently criticizing Ye Qiu, praising Situ Xin and believing that despite Ye Qiu's impressive prowess, he was far from being able to take on Situ Xin head-to-head.
At the start of the Nine-Section Jumping Track, Situ Xin's Lexus and Ye Qiu's pickup were ready to set off.
Sitting in the Lexus, Situ Xin glared at Ye Qiu with eyes that gleamed with malice, noticing that Ye Qiu seemed ready to fall asleep in the pickup.
"Hmph, do you really dare to underestimate me like this? It seems you'll need a profound lesson soon so you'll know not to be careless when facing an SS driver giving it their all."
Gazing at the 5-meter-high barrier in the middle of the Nine-Section Jumping Track ahead, Situ Xin's eyes flashed with fierce determination.
"Earlier, I really misjudged you, Ye Qiu. I never thought your pickup could be so formidable, and your driving skills equally impressive."
The one announcing the start of the race, Wasp, spoke to the drowsy Ye Qiu inside the pickup.
Ye Qiu nodded, saying nothing.
Wasp, noticing Ye Qiu's sleepiness, frowned and glanced at Situ Xin in the Lexus, expressing concern, "Ye Qiu, although you're strong, be cautious of that Situ Xin..."
Yawning, Ye Qiu glanced at Situ Xin next to him, whose eyes glowed with fierce light, and said dismissively, "No matter how many tricks he has, as long as I don't let him catch up, he can't do anything to me!"
"Uh!" Wasp was momentarily stunned by Ye Qiu's words, then observed Ye Qiu leaning back in the seat with half-closed eyes, shook his head helplessly, and thought to himself, "It's easy to say not to let Situ Xin catch up, but doing it is another matter; after all, Situ Xin is an SS driver."
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"Countdown, 10 seconds."
As Wasp's voice resonated, the crowd fixated on the two cars about to bolt forward.
"Countdown, 5 seconds..."
During the 5-second countdown, Ye Qiu yawned again, recalling the awkward moment when the car stalled and attempted to start it again.
Meanwhile, Situ Xin in the Lexus glanced over at Ye Qiu, his thoughts chilling, "Once Ye Qiu hits the Nine-Section Track, I'll just knock him off; let's see how he plans to play with me then."
"Countdown, 3 seconds..."
"Countdown, 2 seconds..."
"Countdown, 1 second, the race begins..."
Bang, finally, with Wasp's starting call, this highly anticipated race began...
However, to everyone's astonishment, the moment the race started, instead of stalling, the pickup roared into life with a piercing engine sound, its exhaust belching black smoke, and it surged ahead.
Accelerating instantly to 100KM, it continued climbing rapidly at a rate of 60KM per second.
In no time, it reached the first section of the jumping track, then, with a sudden burst of speed, leaped over and raced towards the next section.
"What? Did I see that right? The pickup took off first and opened quite a gap on Situ Xin's Lexus."
People astounded by the pickup watched it reach the third section, then looked at the Lexus that had just cleared the first, finding it hard to believe.
"So this is his confidence, truly impressive."
Seeing the Lexus just entering the second section while the pickup had already reached the fifth and was heading back, Wasp realized the race was over, and Ye Qiu had won.
"How is it possible? How is he so fast? How is his vehicle better than my Level 3 sports car?"
Having just crossed the second section, Situ Xin, watching the pickup returning, knew he had lost, overwhelmed with disbelief.
Simply losing wasn't the issue, but he hadn't even considered losing; moments ago, he had been scheming to knock Ye Qiu's pickup off the track, yet now his opponent had already won, leaving him utterly defenseless.
"No, I haven't lost yet; you haven't returned..."
The rule for the race between Situ Xin and Ye Qiu was that whoever reached the fifth section and returned to the starting point first would win. Therefore, seeing the returning pickup heading towards the start, Situ Xin's eyes shifted rapidly, and suddenly a ruthless glint flashed through them.
"Hmph, don't blame me; you forced my hand."
Situ Xin thought as he halted his car, perfectly positioning it on the downward slope between the second and third sections.
With his car stationed there, though he couldn't ascend to the third section, Ye Qiu would be blocked upon descending from the third stage.
The final result would be Ye Qiu getting obstructed and falling off the track.
Situ Xin planned, considering that the high-speed descent of the pickup from a five-meter-high track would inevitably lead to a destructive crash.
"I can't win, but you won't either."
Situ Xin, bracing himself and glaring at the approaching pickup, sneered menacingly.
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