The mountain encircled by the Northern Highway had a name that was both imposing and tacky: Azure Dragon Mountain.
Azure Dragon Mountain was the northernmost mountain range on the main island of Azure Ring Island. Rugged and uneven, it resembled a giant dragon from ancient elven mythology, hence its name.
Lin Chenluo was fifteen this year, but within this small circle of noble descendants, he was already hailed as the Azure Dragon Mountain Car God.
This so-called Car God had naturally not earned the title through mutual flattery, but by truly racing for it.
Since childhood, he had loved cars more than mechas. As it happened, one of Lin Corporation's main businesses was developing supercars. They owned prestigious supercar brands such as Blizzard and Thunderbolt, renowned throughout Blue Sea Province. It was precisely because of the booming custom supercar industry that Lin Corporation had grown stronger year by year.
As the young master of the corporation, Lin Chenluo naturally had access to the most advanced supercars first. The head of the Lin Family seemed to turn a blind eye to his son's passion for street racing, even taking the initiative to fund his tinkering.
The results had been quite good.
Lin Chenluo had raced on Azure Dragon Mountain for two years, defeating countless capable drivers hired by nobles. He also held the speed record from the summit of Azure Dragon Mountain to the mid-mountain transfer station.
Four minutes to complete the Northern Highway!
Though he could not compare to professional racers, he was already among the best of amateur enthusiasts. Besides, he was still very young.
"That brat Su Jie keeps bragging in my ear about how amazing Ronan is. Today, I'll record this and let him see how I crush him on Azure Dragon Mountain Highway."
Inside the Blizzard, Lin Chenluo stomped on the accelerator, raising the engine speed and boosting the Primal Stone extraction rate. He sneered as he activated the video recording, while also reminding the real organizer of the race, a guy called Crow, to record everything that was about to happen.
"Trying to show off in front of a woman?"
He coldly looked at Ronan, who sat in the Rose Sword and signaled that he was ready, a trace of disdain appearing on his face.
"Young Master Ronan, street racing is very dangerous."
As he stomped on the accelerator, he shouted, "Do you know the map of Azure Dragon Mountain Highway? How many times have you driven this road?"
"Once." Ronan sat calmly inside the cramped Rose Sword.
He was not lying. He had indeed driven it only once, and at a turtle's pace at that, bringing Wang Xiaoman along as he leisurely drove the cute little Mini Dragon up the mountain.
The owners of several nearby cars could not help revealing contemptuous smiles.
Street racing was not just about driving fast.
Even if this Young Master Ronan had some skill, he was unfamiliar with the terrain. He was bound to lose today.
What Ronan did not tell them was that no matter what terrain it was, as long as he had driven through it once, a complete image would form in his mind.
Azure Dragon Mountain Highway had nine sharp turns in total, and every single one of them had been deeply imprinted in Ronan's mind.
When he opened his eyes, it was as if a pale green map screen had automatically appeared, outlining the twisting route in full.
So once was all he needed.
As for whether he would lose the race... Ronan had not considered that question at all.
Because in this world, street racing was not about the car or the skill, but the person.
"Is there really no problem?"
The Mini Dragon was already parked on the lawn, clearing the way for the six supercars in the race.
Wang Xiaoman asked worriedly, "Ronan doesn't even have a driver's license."
Wei Wei gave her a strange look. "What's the problem?"
Her retort sounded as natural as if it were beyond question.
Wang Xiaoman's eyes widened in shock. "Could this... be what Christine meant when she said love makes people blind?"
Wei Wei blushed, then snapped angrily, "Wang Xiaoman! You have a driver's license. Do you dare drive?"
Wang Xiaoman honestly shook her head. "No."
"Exactly!" Wei Wei said calmly. "I trust Ronan."
"But I still don't understand why."
After thinking for a moment, Wang Xiaoman finally said, "Still, both you and Sister Su Xiao trust him so much. He must be a very dependable person, right?"
Wei Wei's expression stiffened. Wang Xiaoman seemed to realize she had said something wrong as well. She stuck out her tongue and stopped talking.
An engine roared nearby as two tracking drones took off—these two Patriots would continuously follow the supercars on the highway and relay live footage to everyone on the mountaintop.
The rules of the race were simple. They would start at the same time, and whoever reached the Azure Dragon Mountain Highway transfer station halfway down the mountain first would win.
The six supercars stood side by side. Their sleek body lines and flashing lights made for an especially spectacular sight.
"Attention, everyone! Attention!"
Jones held up a loudspeaker and shouted excitedly, "Tonight's race is about to begin!"
"Move aside, move aside! Everyone on the track, clear out!"
"Crow! Are you ready? Okay."
"Mickey, it's up to you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a young woman in a bikini directly took off her trench coat, revealing her sexy figure. Her scarlet, sky-high stilettos, smoky makeup, and frightening lipstick made her look like a stunning female ghost in the night.
Mickey walked to the middle of the road, raised both hands, and swept her gaze across the six drivers one by one.
Only after each of them nodded did she begin whistling.
As she whistled, her hands began gesturing the countdown!
The spectators nearby had long been overwhelmed by surging adrenaline and joined in the shouting:
"Ten, nine, eight..."
Three!
Two!
One!
As the final number rang out, Mickey abruptly swung both hands down!
The mountaintop erupted with cheers. The six supercars launched instantly as violent Primal Power flooded their power systems, massive streams of air blasting from their rear ends!
The sports cars of this world were far more explosive than those on Earth!
In an instant, all six cars catapulted forward, almost immediately vanishing from everyone's sight as they charged down the mountain!
The drones skillfully gave chase, projecting the live footage before everyone on the mountaintop.
At the start, the six cars had been roughly equal in speed. Yet after only three seconds, one car had forcefully pulled ahead!
The crowd erupted!
"That's..."
"That's the Rose Sword?"
"My god, is he insane? There's a sharp turn coming up immediately! Even Young Master Lin wouldn't dare go that fast!"
"He's going over four hundred! The drones can barely keep up with him! Damn it, is there going to be an accident today?!"
"That guy doesn't care about his life..."
On the massive screen, the Rose Sword under Ronan's control was like the wildest stallion, charging ahead in first place!
Everyone was stunned.
Both Wei Wei and Wang Xiaoman were shocked, and the former's face went pale with fright!
She had originally thought Ronan was just playing around. She never expected him to risk his life like this!
"What the hell is he doing?!"
Wei Wei was nearly crying from anxiety!
She stared fixedly at the drone footage. Three seconds later, a sharp turn indeed appeared ahead!
Before the crowd's horrified eyes, Ronan suddenly began to slow down!
"Is it even in time to slow down now?"
"His reaction is so fast..."
"How is that possible... At that speed, he shouldn't even be able to see the road clearly, right? It's nighttime!"
Everyone watched the crazed Rose Sword with bated breath!
The next second, the Rose Sword swept around the sharp turn with elegance and agility, missing the guardrail by a hair!
Wei Wei stared wide-eyed, nearly unable to catch her breath!
Everyone watched the scene in disbelief!
How could this Young Master Ronan pull off such an extreme maneuver while taking a turn?
Yet they were not the most shocked ones!
Lin Chenluo, driving the Blizzard closely behind Ronan, was the one most utterly terrified!
At first, he had thought something was about to happen. At Ronan's speed, he would probably slam straight into the guardrail and might even die! Lin Chenluo had even begun fearing that this would provoke Earl Will's wrath!
Yet Ronan's perfect turn gave him such a shock that he shuddered!
"Th-that reaction..."
"Is he even human?"
Lin Chenluo was drenched in sweat, but he had not lost his usual form. He was the second to complete the turn.
However, when he rounded the first sharp bend, the road ahead was completely empty.
The Rose Sword and Ronan had both vanished without a trace!
It felt as if something had violently hammered his heart!
"That motherfucker is a complete madman, isn't he?! Racing with his life on the line?"
On the mountaintop, all sound fell silent.
Everyone held their breath as they watched the terrifying Rose Sword!
No one cared about the five supercars behind anymore. The two drones descended frantically, only then managing to keep up with Ronan's terrifying speed!
In his hands, the Rose Sword had become a true blade, piercing through this short yet exceptionally dangerous track!
According to the drones' live records, whenever he hit a straightaway, he did not hesitate to push his speed beyond five hundred!
Even through turns, he maintained speeds above three hundred!
And every time they thought Ronan was about to crash, he would brush past the guardrail, perfectly avoiding danger with flawless precision!
This completely overturned their common sense!
Even the most advanced intelligent computers might not have been able to calculate so precisely, yet Ronan had done it.
"Is this really his first time driving on Azure Dragon Mountain?"
"The Rose Sword is the best of the six cars, but..."
"But it can't possibly be this outrageous!"
Someone stomped their feet and cursed, "Is this guy really not a professional racer?"
Everyone was speechless.
Wei Wei tightly clasped Wang Xiaoman's hands and held her breath.
"This guy... I really can't understand him. Could he truly be a madman?"
Everyone had been shocked by Ronan's life-risking performance.
Only Ronan himself, sitting inside the car, remained completely calm.
Because everything was under his control.
Street racing in this world was not really about the speed of the supercar itself—because most sports cars had already surpassed the limits of human control!
Especially at night, even with extremely powerful headlights, neural response limitations made it difficult for most racers to fully unleash their cars' performance.
But Ronan was different.
His neural reaction speed was 4.7 times that of an ordinary person—not to mention the various spells his mother had permanently cast on him to enhance his senses!
What looked extraordinarily dangerous to others was extremely simple to Ronan.
And someone who could effortlessly accomplish what ordinary people could not was not a genius—
But a so-called madman.
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