The battle song began.
Jiang Chen grew even more focused and serious, pressing his hand firmly against his thigh and fixing his eyes on the road ahead as he charged straight toward the cliff alongside the taxi.
This was the ultimate contest of courage and skill.
Only a truly seasoned driver could keep his hands steady and his heart calm, flooring the accelerator and waiting until the very last moment to turn.
Finally.
The two cars reached the V-shaped bend.
Then, with equally beautiful maneuvers, they drifted around the corner side by side, the squeal of their tires piercing the silent night.
It was a left-hand turn.
Jiang Chen entered the corner first, taking the inside while the ghost taxi took the outside.
But the other driver's skills were clearly better, his drift incredibly smooth, his expression calm and confident.
Jiang Chen had a slight edge in confidence, but his car had been going too fast, causing it to skid excessively and show clear signs of rolling outward.
"Heh, a beardless brat can't be trusted to get things done!" The taxi driver sneered, adjusting his angle to avoid the car that was about to flip.
Just then.
Jiang Chen suddenly took both hands off the steering wheel and the "accelerator," springing to his feet.
"The finest driving requires the driver and car to become one!"
He muttered those words.
Both Lin Youwei and the taxi driver were startled.
Then.
They saw Jiang Chen lift the Yin God Hammer, swing it in a huge arc, and smash it toward the ghost taxi.
The taxi driver was dumbfounded.
This was what you fucking meant by the driver and car becoming one?
Ghost Qi +999!
Bang!
A dull crash rang out.
The taxi was knocked off balance and slid over the