No, This Is Impossible!!!

Ye Jin kept his eyes on the road ahead.

Every obstacle dissolved into a mirage before his eyes.

His foot remained on the accelerator.

The dashboard already showed 200 km/h, beyond the limit the car could withstand.

Countless eyes went wide.

This super god car could climb mountains, cross rivers, and traverse ten thousand seas and a thousand mountains, but they had never imagined such a beat-up little car could reach the speed of a hurricane.

It completely overturned everything they knew.

200 km/h.

That was its theoretical maximum speed.

It could usually only be reached in testing.

Even if someone wanted to reach it in real life, they wouldn't dare. The body was simply too light, and once the speed passed 150, the whole car began to float.

So even though it was unbeatable in every other respect,

no one had ever managed to reach that theoretical speed.

Yet now it had appeared before them like a miracle.

Many people's throats had gone a little dry.

What sport could be more thrilling than experiencing death from a first-person perspective?

Their adrenaline surged.

They wished they could become the protagonist themselves.

Ye Jin saw that the dashboard had reached its maximum, but he felt as though he could still go faster.

"This car... seems to have been modified. The engine should have been replaced," he murmured.

All the viewers sensed that something was slightly off, too.

The dashboard had reached its maximum, so why did it feel as though the car was still accelerating?

They watched from the first-person perspective.

The sights outside the windows gradually blurred.

The car was now moving at an extreme speed.

"Can someone explain this to me? His speed still seems to be increasing."

"The car's speed has already reached its maximum, hasn't it? I feel like it'll fall apart if he keeps going."

"It looks like the engine has been modified, but the body simply can't handle such a fierce speed. Even I couldn't do it... unless... his driving skills have already surpassed the gods," a famous rally driver commented.

Ye Jin noticed the change in his speed, and his lips curved upward.

Everyone in the world had already left anyway.

So he would go crazy one last time.

He would experience speed at its absolute limit.

In his eyes, none of the obstacles or vehicles posed any threat.

The human brain was the world's greatest masterpiece.

It held infinite possibilities, capable of using bodily functions and actions to turn the ideas in the mind into changes in the objective environment around us.

Through strengthening and extension, it amplified the body's functions and endlessly promoted the development of the brain.

The development of an ordinary person's brain had its limits.

But there were always geniuses who could break through those limits.

Their neuronal spines would increase in number, improving conductivity.

Master-level driving artistry.

That was a genius among geniuses.

He suddenly recalled a line from Initial D.

"He said the things he saw were getting slower and slower. Actually, it wasn't that the world had slowed down, but that... he had gotten faster."

The car burst into another surge of speed.

Turning, changing lanes, dodging.

One genius maneuver after another flowed from his hands like drifting clouds and running water.

Their eyes were too slow to make out his movements.

All they could think was that he was powerful, powerful, and still more powerful.

If anyone made snide remarks at this moment, they would probably get a face full of spit.

Countless experts in the racing world were also awestruck by his skills.

They hurriedly began recording their screens.

They wanted to study this sequence as a classic display of driving.

"Where is he going?"

"What does he want to do?"

Countless people had the same questions.

The camera pulled back.

It gradually rose.

The path ahead was marked out.

Its ultimate destination was indicated as Tainan Mountain.

Tainan Mountain? Why was he heading there? Was he going to take in the scenery and clear his head?

Only a very few people connected his strange behavior to the wingsuit and parachute he had taken earlier.

An utterly terrifying possibility flashed through their minds.

No way!

They screamed inwardly.

This was simply going to break through the heavens.

Was he going to leave the other contestants any way to survive?

Like a ray of divine light, the Wuling Hongguang tore through every road and swept past the speed camera at the foot of the mountain like a raging storm.

A number appeared that made everyone's eyeballs pop.

220 km/h!!

Holy shit!

Holy shit!

Holy shit!

Could someone tell them just how powerful he was?

"God Ye is invincible!"

"God Ye has surpassed the gods!"

At that moment, the golden light of the rising sun spread across the land.

Beneath the vast sky, a Wuling Hongguang sped through deserted streets like faith itself.

It stirred up gust after gust of fierce wind.

It was moving at an unimaginable speed.

The road up the mountain was still unfinished.

Clouds of dust and gravel were swept up and flung down the mountainside. From a distance, it looked as though a dust storm had risen on Tainan Mountain.

Ye Jin's face appeared on the screen.

Calm and composed.

In his eyes, it seemed nothing was a problem.

There was no sense at all that he was racing with death.

He had completely assimilated all the muscle memory of the master skill.

Even some of the top rally drivers of the day might not have done better than him if they competed on the same stage.

A person could become a god because a god accomplished what people could not.

At that moment, Ye Jin became a god in the hearts of many.

This was a god's revelry.

A feast of speed.

He was absolutely the most explosive contestant of the year.

All the viewers looked at the rugged mountain road, their palms slick with sweat.

"This has all turned into a mountain road now. There aren't even any guardrails. If he goes over, he's dead."

"I feel like I'm suffocating. I can barely breathe. Quick, call me an ambulance."

"I can't watch anymore. If I keep watching, I feel like I'm going to fall."

"Why is he still so calm? I can't see a trace of fear on his face. Isn't he scared?"

Quite a few people's hearts pounded, and they simply couldn't keep watching.

Screams rang out one after another.

Some viewers harbored malicious thoughts, wishing he would die immediately.

"Fall! Fall!"

"Go faster, drive off the mountain road! Die, you yellow-skinned monkey!"

"Damn yellow-skinned monkey, forever the sick man of East Asia. There's no way he can be allowed to be stronger than our country's contestant."

Ye Jin drove alone high on the mountain.

Every time he reached a dangerous spot, it brought out a cold sweat.

Ye Jin kept a smile on his face.

Clutch, brake, shift...

Over and over.

He even shifted through every gear in just two or three seconds.

At last, he saw the dawn light on the mountain.

He drove straight toward the cliff.

"What is he doing? He still isn't slowing down!"

"Go over! Go over!"

"Die!!"

"Ahhh, he's going to fall!!!"

Countless people sprang to their feet and screamed.

Ye Jin looked at the cliff just ahead, his lips curving upward.

His hands never stopped moving.

The steering wheel spun.

Clutch, brake, brake...

A tremendous, piercing screech rang out.

Clouds of dust rose.

Two deep tire tracks stretched all the way to the edge of the cliff. Pebbles kicked up by the car fell over the precipice, startling a flock of birds into flight.

If he had gone another thirty centimeters,

the whole car would have gone over.

Only after the dust settled did countless people dare open their eyes, drenched in sweat from head to toe.