The real contest had begun!
Although Lin Kuang didn't know who was driving the car ahead, he was certain the person was an expert. Foresight determined everything. Only a true master would choose to accelerate at that exact moment; a weaker driver could never judge the timing so precisely.
"Interesting... very interesting. I've finally met my match," Lin Kuang muttered to himself, his eyes shimmering with excitement. At that moment, his blood began to boil. The feeling was exhilarating.
In the next instant, the car ahead entered a curve, and Lin Kuang followed close behind. Both drivers knew that if Lin Kuang wanted to win, this curve was his only chance. If he couldn't pull ahead here, the outcome was obvious—he would undoubtedly lose.
