Chapter 144 Crazy Racing (2)
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boom! boom! boom! boom!
Yang Feng drove the Lightning Dragon like a beast out of the wild, rampaging, and the magic sports cars in front of him were forcibly knocked into the air by him.
A high-value magic sports car was knocked into the air like a toy, rolling in the air, full of visual shock.
"How cruel!"
"That magic sports car is so ferocious!"
"That magic sports car has a rough appearance. I didn't expect it to be so brutal."
"..."
At the entrance of the Fire Dragon Speed Track, there is a huge spell screen, on which the status of the game is clearly displayed. The second generation of Warlocks couldn't help being stunned when they saw the brutal scene of Yang Feng driving the Lightning Dragon to knock the magic sports cars into the air.
Those second-generation Warlocks who were racing on this Fire Dragon speed track rarely saw someone forcibly knocking the opponent's magic sports car into the air. To knock the opponent's magic sports car into the air, the performance gap between the two vehicles must reach an astonishing level. It's like the huge gap in armor performance between the average car on the planet and the heavy tank. The magic sports cars are basically from the hands of second- and third-level alchemists, and the gap between performance is naturally not that big.
Seeing this scene, those magic sports cars that were blocking Yang Feng's front, all evaded and made way.
The Lightning Dragon galloped out under the driving of Yang Feng, quickly surpassed one after another of the magic sports cars, and entered the first group of the magic sports cars.
Suddenly, the magic light shone on the dozens of backward magic sports cars, and groups of fireballs shot out from the dozen or so magic sports cars in an instant, directly bombarding the Lightning Dragon.
The first-level spell fireball is the most common attack spell attached to the magic sports car. The siege of more than a dozen magic sports cars almost completely covered the track where Yang Feng was.
"So cruel, they are going to kill Yang Feng!"
"It's just one fireball. A dozen fireballs are blasted together. That magic sports car can't be resisted. They are killing people."
"..."
As soon as the dozen or so fireballs flashed, the eyes of the second generation of Warlocks who were watching around the Fire Dragon Raceway flashed a dignified look, and there were many discussions.
The magic sports cars used for competition are the special treasures that have been modified and customized by the second generation of Warlocks. Each magic sports car is strong enough to withstand a few rounds of fireball bombing. Yang Feng was domineering and knocked the magic sports cars into the air. But it didn't hurt those drivers in the slightest, because those magic sports cars are sturdy and durable. Fuck, they are not so easily damaged.
In general, the magic sports car competition will launch a few fireballs at most to force the opponent to admit defeat. The dozen or so rounds of fireball bombing were definitely the rhythm that would kill the opponent.
boom! boom! boom!
The dozen or so fireballs hit the Lightning Dragon that Yang Feng was driving, causing a huge explosion.
For a moment. The Lightning Dragon galloped out of the flames of the fireball explosion under the horrified eyes of everyone, and a transparent protective cover shrouded the Lightning Dragon's body.
"Coming and not being indecent, let you also taste my power!"
The murderous intent flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and he pressed a button. From the compartment of the Lightning Dragon, a dozen Gauss cannons instantly extended.
Those dozen or so Gaussian cannons frantically spewed out ferocious flames and swept away frantically towards a magic sports car.
That magic sports car also opened a twisting force field in an instant.
The densely packed Gauss artillery shells slammed on the twisting force field for only a second, then the twisting force field shattered, and countless Gauss artillery shells directly swallowed the magic sports car.
boom! !
With a loud noise, the magic sports car exploded directly. Countless parts sputtered in all directions.
An embarrassed figure flew out from the explosion, and the owner of the figure looked at the Lightning Dragon that Yang Feng was driving with a look of horror and resentment. If he hadn't been a first-level warlock and cast a defensive spell on his body at the critical moment, he would have been bombarded to pieces by the Gaussian machine.
The dozen or so Gaussian cannons adjusted their muzzles slightly, and countless tongues of fire spit out, once again shrouding a magic sports car.
boom!
The magic sports car was directly bombed, but the driver in the magic sports car saw the opportunity early and jumped off the magic sports car early.
"Go to hell!"
Yang Feng smiled coldly and pressed another button.
The body of the Lightning Dragon opened, and the tiny laser-guided tracking bombs were shot directly. Dragging a trail of white smoke, it blasted towards those magic sports cars.
"!"
"asshole!"
"..."
The drivers of the magic sports cars turned pale when they saw the densely packed miniature laser-guided tracking bombs, and after they directly blessed themselves with defensive spells, they jumped off the magic sports car in embarrassment.
boom! boom! boom! boom! !
The dozen or so magic sports cars were bombarded by tiny laser-guided tracking bombs. It turned into a dozen huge fireballs, and countless parts flew away in all directions.
The drivers of the dozen or so magic sports cars were all pale, and there was a flash of fear in their eyes.
"What a ruthless guy!"
"Those guys from Wild Claw and White Elephant Fang also reacted fast. If they didn't jump out of the car, they would be directly killed!"
"That guy Yang Feng is really ruthless. Those dozen guys are the nephews of the Claws of the Wild and the Tooth of the White Elephant Councillor. How dare he do such a ruthless attack. It's really lawless."
"It's amazing, it's the best game I've ever seen!"
"It's the Lightning Dragon made by the City of Steel. It's a really good car. I don't know how many magic stones are there."
"If only I could buy a Lightning Dragon!"
"..."
At the entrance of the Fire Dragon Race Track, the second generation of Warlocks saw the dozens of magic sports cars being blown up by Yang Feng, and they were all excited and talked a lot. It was the first time that a magic sports car could instantly destroy more than a dozen hostile magic sports cars.
Those enthusiasts of the magic sports car saw that the Lightning Dragon was so ferocious, their eyes lit up, and they could not wait to immediately take the Lightning Dragon as their own, and have a good time driving it.
Seeing this scene, the magic sports cars behind Yang Feng did not dare to activate the Lightning Dragon that attacked Yang Feng again. However, they still stimulate the spirit. Raising the speed of their sports car, they were in hot pursuit. No matter how powerful Yang Feng's Lightning Dragon was, he would never dare to take the risk of killing the drivers of those magic sports cars for no reason. After all, those pilots themselves are not that great, but their backgrounds are quite frightening.
After destroying more than a dozen magic sports cars in the rear. Yang Feng pressed the button, and four rocket jets extended from the back of the Lightning Dragon. The four rocket jets spurted out a terrifying airflow, making the Lightning Dragon frantically accelerate again, chasing forward like a rocket. .
In just ten seconds. The Lightning Dragon charged all the way under the driving of Yang Feng, quickly narrowing the distance between him and the three top magic sports cars in front at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It's so fast!! The speed of this Lightning Dragon is really terrifying!"
"To be able to catch up after the first move, this kind of speed is too heaven-defying!"
"Such a speed, I'm afraid it has exceeded 400 kilometers per hour!"
"..."
The second generation of Warlocks at the entrance of the Fire Dragon Track saw this scene, their eyes were full of shock and there were many discussions.
The average speed of the magic sports cars in the Durando subcontinent is more than 200 kilometers, even if they are blessed with various spells. The maximum is only 300 km/h. At a speed of 400 kilometers per hour, only the legendary alchemist of the great warlock level can refine such a top-level magic sports car.
However, the powerhouses of the Great Warlock level basically ride on various flying treasures, or powerful birds and extraordinary creatures. Few people are so bored with crafting a flashy secret treasure like a magic sports car.
The powerhouses above the Great Warlock are all terrifyingly strong, comparable to the existence of gods. Those powerful beings are generally not so boring to play with things like magic sports cars. Their own moving speed is far beyond the limit of the magic sports car.
"Angelina, I'm going one step ahead!"
Yang Feng whistled at Angelina while overtaking the red rose chariot, laughed, and directly overtook Angelina with the Lightning Dragon. After all, he is a young man from the earth, and he has a youthful and frivolous temperament.
"asshole!"
Angelina laughed and cursed in a low voice, and the huge mental power of the third-level warlock peak was poured into a magic circle in the rose chariot.
From the rose chariot, countless rose petals suddenly appeared, turning into a few rose spell chains, which were firmly glued to Yang Feng's Lightning Dragon chariot. Let Yang Feng's Lightning Dragon drag the rose chariot and gallop wildly.
Under the chain of the rose spell chain. The speed of Yang Feng's Lightning Dragon suddenly dropped, and the speed of Qiangwei's chariot became equal.
Yang Feng was slightly taken aback and laughed loudly: "No way! Angelina, this is too rascal!"
Angelina smiled proudly and said, "This is the tactics! The competition of the magic sports car is like this. Victory is justice."
"Yes. Victory is justice!"
Accompanied by the sound of wild laughter, Cookson's white tiger behemoth chariot stretched forward for a while, and quickly extended a two-meter-long, conical sharp collision angle, a frantic acceleration, fiercely towards Yang Feng from the left. The Lightning Dragon chariot hit it directly.
"It's so ruthless! It hit a corner!"
"Too ruthless! Nearly 400 kilometers of high-speed collision with horns. Even the protection spells of third-level warlocks can be destroyed. Cookson is really ruthless!"
"..."
At the entrance of the Fire Dragon Raceway, the second generation of Warlocks were very excited to discuss.
The white tiger behemoth chariot has been refitted and weighed more than five tons. Such a behemoth hits at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour, and even the defense spell of a third-level warlock is absolutely unstoppable.
As soon as Yang Feng pressed a button, a transparent protective cover was instantly released from the body of the Lightning Dragon, covering most of the body.
Cookson's white tiger behemoth chariot slammed into the transparent protective cover, and immediately made a harsh friction sound.
The next moment, a scene that no one else had expected appeared. The collision angle of Cookson's white tiger behemoth chariot broke abruptly, and the entire car body was directly hit and flew under the huge reaction force. , kept spinning, and flew out of the track.
Yang Feng smiled coldly, pressed a button, and opened countless holes from the top of the car body, and a burst of miniature laser-guided automatic tracking missiles flew frantically towards Cookson's white tiger behemoth chariot like raindrops.
boom! boom! boom!
The sound of explosions instantly swallowed the white tiger beast chariot directly.
Countless thunder lights flashed, and the thunder and lightning chariot driven by Rement was like a cannonball of a super-electromagnetic cannon. Running wildly into the distance.
Yang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, he gave up his plan to kill Cookson, and pressed a button.
The two flame throwers extended from the body of the Lightning Dragon and sprayed two long flames that burned fiercely on the magic chain constructed by the two roses.
Under the burning of the flame, the rose flower spell chain burned directly and collapsed.
The power of Yang Feng's Lightning Dragon's four-barreled rocket injector was raised to the limit, spewing out a terrifying airflow, which increased the Lightning Dragon's speed to 600 kilometers per hour. The tires rubbed the ground and splashed countless sparks, as if they were about to fly. It stood up, tearing the air, and sending a terrifying hurricane toward Rement.
A flash of brilliance flashed in Angelina's beautiful eyes, and she sincerely praised: "What a fast sports car! This speed definitely exceeds 600 kilometers per hour! It's really a good car! The alchemy of the City of Steel is really amazing! "
In terms of speed alone, Yang Feng's Lightning Dragon is definitely the fastest magic sports car Angelina has ever seen.
In just a few tens of seconds, Yang Feng, driving the Lightning Dragon, chased up directly from the rear, keeping pace with the Thunder and Lightning Chariot driven by Rement.
A flash of shock flashed in Rement's eyes, and he was shocked: "What a fast car!! My thunder and lightning chariot is a magic sports car made by an alchemist of the great warlock level. There is obviously no great warlock level in the city of steel. Alchemist, how could it be possible to make such a fast magic sports car!!"
That thunder and lightning chariot was a treasure obtained by Rement during an adventure. It is a scooter made by a great warlock-level powerhouse. He always thought that his Thunderbolt Chariot was the number one magic sports car in the Durando subcontinent, but he never imagined that Yang Feng's Lightning Dragon was much faster than his.
"Thunderstorm!!" Leiment's face changed, and finally he took out a high-level magic stone and threw it into a groove, and the huge mental power was poured into the thunder and lightning chariot.
The lightning chariot shone with lightning in an instant, and with a rumbling sound, a bolt of lightning slashed directly towards Yang Feng's Lightning Dragon chariot. (To be continued.)