He rode a motorcycle and crashed the plane.

Twenty-year-old Xu Jia is actually not that young, but he is the youngest among the Chinese riders in this ROC.

The reason is that Chinese professional racing lacks a youth training echelon. Except for formula drivers who consciously go abroad for training at a young age, drivers in other racing events can basically only receive professional training after they reach adulthood.

Therefore, this has led to the fact that Chinese drivers are generally older. Talented drivers in their twenties may already be on the F1 track abroad, but most of them are still in their infancy in China.

After He Bing has been a commentator for so many years, Xu Jia is already considered the youngest driver he has ever seen in national-level events.

If he can win, then he can also add the premise of being the most talented!

So calling it the rise of talented Chinese drivers is not an exaggerated adjective.

Cheng Congfu on the track was unaware of the exclamation of the on-site commentator. When turning the corner, he looked at Xu Jia on another parallel track separated by a "wall" from the corner of his eye.

Although the speed difference of 7km/h is not very obvious, for a formula driver at this level, it is enough to see that he is left behind by the opponent.

Seeing Xu Jia's car leading him little by little, Chen Congfu didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment. This kind of helpless lagging behind was far more impactful and shocking than the previous defeat of Ren Zhiguo watching on the court.

To be honest, even though Xu Jia defeated Ren Zhiguo before, Chen Congfu still didn't feel that he would lose.

But now, the situation is far worse than imagined!

However, if you want Chen Congfu to admit defeat, you would be underestimating the strongest formula driver in China.

Just like Xu Jia's belief, it's OK to lose, but not afraid!

At this time, Chen Congfu stepped deeply on the accelerator, and the roaring engine sound began to sound crazily. Then he kept using the paddle in his right hand to increase the speed. He would make Xu Jia understand that he was not a weakling!

Soon the second corner came, and Xu Jia performed very steadily, adopting a standard tangent cornering operation. However, at this time, Chen Congfu stepped on the brakes very late and cornered at an even faster speed.

Even when cornering, because the speed was too fast, the tail wing dangerously hit the separation wall, and finally exited the corner smoothly. But this kind of high-risk control also gave him high-yield rewards. At the second corner, he evened his previous lag, and was once again on the same starting line as Xu Jia!

"Xu Jia's amazing performance seems to have stimulated Chen Congfu. He cannot tolerate being defeated by a newcomer."

"It can be clearly seen that from the second corner, Chen Congfu increased his speed and evened his previous lag."

"He wants to prove his strength and win this showdown between the Chinese car kings!"

After He Bing saw Chen Congfu's fighting spirit, he did not hesitate to praise him.

The essence of motorsport is never a one-sided crushing, but a never-say-die showdown between two masters!

"Come on, Chen Congfu, you are the strongest Chinese driver."

"Winning the title of China's Car King, we support you."

"Go ahead, overtake!"

The current audience was also stimulated after seeing this scene. Many fans stood up excitedly and cheered for Chen Congfu.

After all, compared to newcomers like Xu Jia who have little fan base, Chen Congfu can be said to be the de facto number one in domestic racing. Only this year there is a vague tendency to be surpassed by Han Han.

More importantly, Cheng Congfu is currently competing for the country as a Chinese driver in Formula A1.

Even in e-sports, the popularity of foreign players is higher than that of "civil war", let alone motor sports, so his fans are obviously not in the minority.

As the second corner passed, the parallel track finally began to diverge, and there was no way to directly compare lap times. However, judging from the monitoring equipment at each corner, Chen Congfu's cornering speed is not inferior to Xu Jia's. After the explosion, the two were at a level between them.

Is the situation going to be reversed?

The old drunkard watching this scene from the sidelines subconsciously reached for the call button on his headset.

This is the team's voice call system, which can directly communicate with Xu Jia on the car to provide tactical guidance and provide some track information.

It's just that after the old drunkard put his hand on the button, he always hesitated to press it, because he didn't know whether Xu Jia's current speed was his limit on the field, let alone Xu Jia's mental state at the moment, whether he had reached the limit. On the verge of stress?

After all, this is a national-level event, and the revenue and influence it brings far exceed that of ordinary national-level events.

No matter how amazing Xu Jia's talent is on the car, he is still a rookie after all. Sometimes too much pressure and intervention may not have a positive effect, but will cause the driver to "collapse".

Take the previous e-sports as an example. When newcomers stand on the stage of international competitions, they are already very nervous and exert all their strength. You have to be there to guide them like a BB machine. Maybe everyone will be confused. The results are even worse.

The same is true for racing. Once Xu Jia's psychological quality fluctuates, it may not be the current stalemate, but falling behind.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the old drunkard resolutely pressed the call button on the earphones. He said to Xu Jia in that familiar and indifferent tone.

"Boy, weren't you driving very fast before? Now you are being caught up by Chen Congfu, can't you do it anymore?"

Hearing the old drunkard suddenly say these words, several members of the team looked at him in shock.

Damn it, at this critical moment, you still dare to use this kind of "provocative" method to pressure Xu Jia. Are you really afraid that you will be crushed and lost?

Xu Jia, who was on the racing car, suddenly heard the voice of an old drunkard coming from his earphones. For a moment, he was really "scared".

The reason is that this seems to be the first time during the game that the old drunkard has spoken to himself about the team, and it is really a bit uncomfortable to hear it all of a sudden.

"Even Young Master can give you this answer. Do you still need to ask me?"

Bet right.

These were the three words that came out of the old drunkard's heart after hearing Xu Jia's answer.

At the same time, he had an indescribable complex mood. Not to mention that the outside world did not believe that Xu Jia was a newcomer, even he often did not feel that Xu Jia had any newcomer qualities.

Taking the current dialogue and the psychological quality of terror as an example, does this guy really have the concept of tension in his outlook on life?

"Then when will you surpass Chen Congfu?"

"It's now!"

As Xu Jia's words fell, he also kicked the floor to the bottom, and he had already pulled the engine speed to 10,000 rpm!

You must know that with the layout of the indoor track, the corners are relatively large and narrow, and it is rarely possible to pass more than 200km/h. This is different from the average speed on the F1 track, which exceeds 200km/h. Essential difference.

If Xu increased this speed, it would be easy for the tires to lose grip on the ground and spin out of control, and he would be eliminated directly!