Riding a Kawasaki H2 to chase the high-speed rail, the school beauty was moved to tears

From the current perspective, Wang Zhao has a high probability of failing. His heart rate has reached 170. The next few laps will test Wei Qingyi, and these few laps will test Wang Zhao.

"In Turn 4, Wang Zhao blocked Itai again. This was a very aggressive turn! Wang Zhao almost made a mistake."

As the group of cars passed Turn 4, the deafening roar of the engines was getting closer and closer, and Qin Chuan also saw the group of cars in his sight.

Wei Ran's voice came word by word, and Wang Zhao was almost unable to hold on in the fourth lap.

At Turn 4, his line was slightly wide and he was almost caught by Itai.

He has to pay extreme attention to detail in every corner, which is quite difficult for a rider who has just entered Moto3.

"Turn 5, then Turn 6! Wang Zhao must hold steady, otherwise all the previous efforts may be wasted!"

"Come on!"

Xiao Zhang encouraged Wang Zhao.

Adjusting the route, Wang Zhao's car came out of Turn 4, then passed Turn 5, and blocked Itai in front of him. Tires and speed were already forgotten. In a word, he tried his best to block Itai within the rules.

After coming out of Turn 5, Qin Chuan witnessed Wang Zhao turning with his own eyes, and then came Turn 6.

At the Turn 6 corner, Itai's car continued to follow steadily with a very stable speed.

The three of them led the second group in sequence. It is worth mentioning that at Turn 6, Wang Zhao and Ban Tianjing were fine. Wang Zhao regained stability and blocked Ban Tianjing again.

But Wei Qingyi encountered a small trouble, that is, the driver behind him attacked him.

The two men fought with each other for a while and then changed positions, but Wei Qingyi still followed closely behind Ban Tianjing.

He didn't have much confidence in dealing with Ban Tianai, but Wei Qingyi was still very confident in dealing with the drivers behind him.

While defending, Wei Qingyi kept close to Ban Tianjing in front of him. The cars behind were getting closer and closer, and Wei Qingyi could not avoid the attack. This was also one of the consequences of Wang Zhao's pressure on the car.

Qin Chuan kept his eyes on Wang Zhao for a long while until he smoothly passed the last overtaking corner of the fourth lap. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Zhao held on in the fourth lap.

After passing the finish line, the group of cars accelerated at full speed. Zuo Ka and Justin at the front were still fighting, and the two were tied in the sprint race.

At the beginning of the fifth lap, Wang Zhao was obviously more nervous. In the past two laps, he was extremely nervous and no one knew how many laps he could last. However, Qin Chuan estimated that the attack would have to be brought forward.

According to his observation, there is a high probability that Wang Zhao will not be able to hold on in this round.

If Wang Zhao can no longer hold on, Wei Qingyi will have to attack and must not let Ban Tianjing go.

Once they are let go, it will be difficult to catch them again.

"In the fifth lap, Wang Zhao's car was shaking more and more, and he even made a small mistake just now. Fortunately, Ban Tianjing didn't catch it, otherwise he would have been passed directly."

"That's right. Wang Zhao is now one second behind the group of cars in front. If Ban Tianjing can pass now, there are still ten laps left in the race. He can still catch up! There is still a chance."

Wei Ran and Xiao Zhang’s explanations quickly followed.

At Turn 3 on the fifth lap, Wang Zhao passed quickly. At Turn 4, the car braked hard along the center line, causing the rear end of the car to sway slightly. Under his helmet, Wang Zhao's forehead was covered with sweat.

His eyes were already covered in sweat and felt a piercing pain, but he forced himself not to blink, for he was afraid that if he blinked it would hurt so much that he would not be able to open his eyes for a short period of time.

There was a shaking feeling under his crotch, and the car passed Turn 4 steadily. After passing Turn 4 steadily, Wang Zhao subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then controlled the car out of the turn and entered Turn 5.

Coming out of the turn, the moto3 car stood upright, then tipped over into Turn below.

Wang Zhao's knees rubbed lightly on the ground. After reaching the center of the corner, he quickly stepped on the throttle to exit the corner, and then stepped on the throttle again to enter Turn Six.

The group of cars in front of him had already run far away, and there was no sign of any racing car within a second, which created invisible pressure on him.

He had to follow his own line, with no car in front to serve as a marker, which required a lot of his judgment and mental concentration.

The car accelerated, and Wang Zhao hid behind the windshield, approaching Turn 6.

Before Turn 6, Wang Zhao turned over, downshifted, squeezed the brakes and braked hard. His upper body was straight, and he entered the turn in the same way as always, using the center line and heavy braking.

Then at this moment, maybe Wang Zhao was too nervous, but after braking and downshifting, when his knees pushed outward, his feet on the pedals suddenly fell off.

As he missed the step, the whole car body shook violently, the center of gravity became unstable, the original line deviated, and the center line began to move toward the outside.

"Chance!"

"Wang's move was wrong, be careful!"

Wei Ran and the person in charge of Ban Tianjing's P room shouted at the same time.

Wang Zhao's mistake not only gave up the line, but also did not reduce the speed. It was a very big mistake when entering the turn.

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