Ye Jin, the God Forever
Ye Jin pulled open the rickety car door.
He inserted the key he had found into the ignition and started the car.
The rumble of the engine told of the years this Wuling Hongguang had been through.
The viewers were stunned.
What?
There were so many luxury cars on the street, but he didn't want any of them.
Instead, he came here and picked the most beat-up car of the lot.
I wouldn't even take this car for free. I'd sell it for scrap. How could you actually pay for it?
"Can this car even run? I seriously doubt it."
"This must be the legendary Wuling Hongguang from the Nine Domains Nation. I heard it used to be a race car too, but why would a race car look like this? It doesn't conform to aerodynamics at all."
"I wouldn't drive this car even if someone gave it to me. I'd be too embarrassed to take it out."
"One look and you can tell it's no good. It must be a piece of junk."
The foreign viewers' comments were an eyesore.
The domestic viewers, however, were entirely different. Their faces lit up with excitement, and they nearly jumped to their feet.
The comments formed an orderly procession.
"Wuling Hongguang, the god forever!"
"Wuling Hongguang, the god forever!"
"Wuling Hongguang, the god forever!"
×5...
×10...
×200...
×1000...
The number of comments continued to skyrocket.
Row upon row of identical comments made for a spectacular sight.
In the end, they covered the entire screen on Bluebird and Oil Drum, flooding the internet.
When had the foreign viewers ever seen anything like this? They were utterly stunned.
Just what kind of godly car was the Wuling Hongguang?
How come they had never heard of it before?
When those luxury cars like Ferraris and Lamborghinis appeared earlier, you weren't nearly this fanatical.
Now you're getting this excited over a beat-up car!
Ignorant bumpkins!
Master-level driving was no longer merely a skill, but an art—the art of speed.
The moment Ye Jin gripped the steering wheel, he climaxed inside his skull. A tingling sensation ran from top to bottom as he immersed himself in the most exquisite, supreme art of driving.
Clutch down, shift gears, hit the gas.
The roar of the worn-out engine instantly set the whole place alight.
This was a carnival of speed.
No one knew why the people of the Nine Domains Nation were so excited. It was like... faith.
His target: due north.
A tall mountain.
He was going to take off from the cliff and look down over the entire city.
The roar of the engine rang out like a sudden clap of thunder, instantly setting everything ablaze.
The car began picking up speed.
Ten...
Twenty...
Fifty...
Seventy...
Ninety...
As the car continued to accelerate, he worked through the gears in a rapid-fire flurry.
In just a few seconds, he had shifted into fifth.
And the car was still picking up speed.
"He's going over 120! My god, how is that possible?"
Countless people covered their mouths, unable to hide the terror in their hearts.
"No, he hasn't stopped accelerating. His speed is still climbing."
"How is this possible? A beat-up car going over 120 kilometers an hour?"
"Look ahead! There's a congested stretch in front of him, with cars scattered every which way. If he goes through at this speed, he'll definitely wreck the car and die."
"Hehehe, go on, keep acting wild, keep speeding. Just wait for death!"
"Are we finally going to witness the first death? This is so exciting, I can hardly wait."
His speed also set the blood of the people of the Nine Domains Nation surging.
It was as if their souls had been set alight.
Seeing these people predicting disaster, they immediately fired back.
"The person above has such a filthy heart, always so eager to see others die."
"Let me tell you, my Bro Ye is the most badass of them all."
"Bro Ye, the god forever!"
He had reached the bend ahead.
And that wasn't the only danger. Dozens of cars were scattered every which way across the bend. If he hit even one of them at his current speed, he would definitely wreck the car and die.
A bend appeared.
Cars were packed tight.
His speed did not drop.
No matter how anyone looked at it, this was a certain death trap.
At that moment, countless hearts clenched.
"Is he still not slowing down? Taking a bend and getting past obstacles at this speed would be difficult even for a top-tier world-class racer."
"What a shame. He's quite young, but his heart is too wild, and he's too reckless. Better luck with your next reincarnation."
A dense array of cameras projected him onto the big screen.
Not only that, but nanocameras had already entered his car.
At that moment, they had a first-person view.
It was as though they had become Ye Jin.
Their pupils contracted sharply as they stared at the image.
It was the truest reflection of a person's instincts in the face of approaching danger.
Only with that first-person view did they truly feel the terror. It was a new sensation they had never experienced before. Death seemed to be sitting right beside them, and all they could hear was the howling wind.
The car was now going 150 kilometers an hour.
Yet Ye Jin still didn't slow down. It looked like he was about to crash straight into a car.
Countless people held their breath.
Their hearts pounded.
Their hearts were in their throats.
Their eyes remained fixed on the scene, afraid of missing a single detail.
But just as he was about to collide-
Ye Jin stepped on the clutch and brake and yanked the handbrake, executing a beautiful S-shaped drift in one seamless motion, as though it came naturally.
He passed almost flush against the car beside him.
Less than five centimeters separated the two cars.
If his reaction had been even 0.1 seconds slower, he would have crashed straight into it.
He released the handbrake, clutch, and brake, then floored the accelerator.
The Wuling Hongguang accelerated fiercely, like lightning streaking through the void.
At that moment.
The astonishing maneuver utterly conquered viewers around the world.
Some had poured tea over themselves without realizing it.
Some felt nothing as their cigarettes burned their hands.
Some had opened their mouths and forgotten their throats.
At that moment, cold sweat streamed down their bodies.
Too powerful, too cool.
How was this a Wuling Hongguang?
How was this a beat-up car?
This was the true king of race cars!!
"Wuling Hongguang! Badass!"
"God Ye, badass!"
"That was explosive! I want to do it again!"
Countless people cheered in a frenzy, celebrating their narrow escape from death.
In front of their screens, quite a few racers stared silently at that outrageous number.
An amateur watches the spectacle; an expert sees the skill.
One hundred and fifty kilometers an hour wasn't high. They had even gone over three hundred.
But what kind of track was he on, and what kind were they on?
What kind of car was he driving?
A car worth five thousand yuan, less than a thousand US dollars.
Their own race cars, on the other hand, cost over two hundred thousand US dollars even with the most basic configuration. For something a little more high-end, a million dollars was commonplace.
If they were in Ye Jin's position...
They searched their hearts and knew they couldn't do it.
This was master-level art at the wheel.
Even in the most ordinary car, he could drive at the world's highest level.
"Wait, his speed still hasn't dropped!"
"His foot hasn't come off the accelerator at all. He's already at 180 kilometers an hour."
"Can someone tell me what kind of miracle this is?"
"Why can a beat-up car reach such an astonishing speed? It's almost at its top speed."
"No, he's exceeded the speed shown on the speedometer. He's at 200 kilometers an hour!!! But why is he still accelerating!!"
"This isn't scientific!!! Can someone explain this to me!!"
"My God Ye is invincible!"
"God Ye, badass!!"
At this point, who was still paying attention to the other contestants?
What was there to see with the others?
But here was a game where one mistake would send you to the underworld!
That was exciting!!!
This was the kind of livestream real men should be watching!!