The entire starting point of the Coiled Dragon Mountain race track was a mess.
Ye Feng was calm and relaxed.
He used his hands and feet with ease.
The moment the Porsche was suspended in the air, he quickly performed a series of actions.
Then, without giving anyone time to think, the moment the car landed heavily, it accelerated again and sped away!
"F*ck!"
"This is a f*cking god!"
"I've seen people who aren't afraid of death, but I've never seen someone so fearless!"
"The starting point of the Coiled Dragon Mountain race track is such a steep downhill with such an exaggerated height difference. He dared to start with a catapult and accelerate crazily after landing!"
"This isn't the old birthday boy hanging himself. Instead, after the old birthday boy hung himself, he dropped a big rock on his body!"
"And the most ridiculous thing is that he didn't fail!"
"..."
Outside the Coiled Dragon Mountain race track, many onlookers were stunned.
