Lin Yan's pace was such that Genna, behind him, couldn't keep up, the distance between them continuously widening.
Genna intended to pursue, but Jerry威尔, lurking behind him, was making his move. Thus, he could only focus on Jerry威尔, dedicating himself to defense.
Jerry威尔 paid no mind to Genna. His vehicle trailed Genna's, maintaining its line, drafting to conserve tires.
In Jerry威尔's eyes, this newly promoted rookie, no matter how well he defended his lines, was a soft persimmon, easily crushed at any moment. Therefore, he wasn't in a hurry.
The speed was incredibly fast. Su Mojin watched the race from the stands with a worried expression. After one lap, Lin Yan had already pulled ahead of Genna by 0.5 seconds. Seeing this, Vineres felt somewhat relieved. With such a lead, Lin Yan couldn't be caught.
Over the next few laps, the gap gradually widened. Lin Yan led the pack by a considerable margin, a full turn ahead of Genna.
Observing this disparity, Tesu frowned. According to the data comparison, Ducati's performance seemed even stronger than last year. This...
He had initially held some confidence in Genna surpassing Lin Yan in the future. Now, witnessing Lin Yan's full capability, he couldn't help but exclaim that Lin Yan was truly a freak. However, he wasn't overly flustered. Competitive sports were never short of geniuses, and variables abounded.
Five laps later, Lin Yan had a four-second lead over Genna, who was in second place. At this point, Genna was also facing an attack from Jerry威尔 behind him. As the laps increased, Genna ahead was slowing down, suppressing Jerry威尔's speed, forcing him to overtake.
"Turn 8, Jerry威尔 goes inside! Suzuki's cornering agility is truly remarkable. Let's see if Genna can hold him off this time."
Hao Dong's voice boomed through the microphone, his excitement palpable.
At Turn 8, Jerry威尔 broke free and, taking the inside line, zipped past Genna's racing car, brushing its edge. The overtake was executed with complete ease. Experience truly was the best teacher.
At this level, technical skills were largely comparable. Even if there were slight differences, as long as stamina hadn't significantly declined, the experience of veterans could still compensate for the gap in innate talent with newcomers. Of course, freaks like the Horse King and Rossi were exceptions.
Ten laps in, Lin Yan led by eight seconds. Jerry威尔, in second place, had completely lost sight of Lin Yan. Genna was now in fourth place, having dropped another position since lap five. wΑp.kanshu伍.net
"Hello, Xiao Jin, how is Xiao Yan's injury? Is it serious!"
Standing below the stands, Su Mojin received a call from Fu Qingyun. The elderly couple were also watching the race and naturally knew about Lin Yan's injury. Worried about their son, Fu Qingyun called to inquire. Fu Qingyun's voice was tinged with anxiety. Although she never said it aloud, Fu Qingyun doted on her son immensely; otherwise, he wouldn't have developed so many bad habits in his childhood.
"His lower leg has a hairline fracture, but... it's not... not too severe..."
Su Mojin hesitated before finally telling the truth.
"Sigh, why didn't you stop him? This kid, forget it, with that brat's personality, you probably couldn't stop him anyway. My son, I used to worry he'd be useless, but now I truly fear he'll wear himself out to death."
As she spoke, Fu Qingyun sighed in exasperation and helplessness. This brat was becoming more and more troublesome.
"Mom, don't worry, I'll take good care of him."
"Xiao Jin, Mom doesn't mean it like that. It's just that this brat is sometimes too much to handle."
Fu Qingyun said with a mixture of anger and disappointment. Su Mojin could only agree with her.
"When will he be back in the country after the race? I'll arrange the best doctor for him."
"Probably the day after tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll hang up now. After the race, have that brat call me."
The call ended. Su Mojin put away her phone and turned her gaze back to the track. Lin Yan's position was unassailable. The Chinese racer had displayed his tenacious spirit and extraordinary talent. With the race halfway through, Jerry威尔, in second place, was already ten seconds behind Lin Yan. In competitive sports, a ten-second gap was akin to the difference between the front and the tail of a train.
Leaning in to take the corner, Lin Yan's movements remained precise, even with a fractured right shin. Compared to other rookies, the difference between Lin Yan and Genna was like that between heaven and earth – one a genius, the other a prodigy.
Even Tesu had to admit the prowess of this legendary Hall of Fame racer. The impact of the video was far less than witnessing it live. He had seen footage of Lin Yan's races before, but it paled in comparison to the awe-inspiring spectacle of the live event.
Genna had fallen to fourth place, dropping out of the podium positions. Fourth place was not a secure spot; he was struggling desperately. Fortunately, the gap between the drivers had widened slightly, allowing him to maintain a decent lap time and not be easily overtaken.
Genna's position drops typically occurred when the drivers were closely packed. Once a gap formed, his single-lap speed was quite fast, making him a typical qualifying driver.
However, Lin Yan consistently held the fastest lap time. Even with his injury, Lin Yan's lap times still surpassed his. Ren Fei was also stealthily making his way up. This year, Ducati's overall performance was not far behind that of Honda.
Ren Fei was currently in sixth place, his best result in a race so far, and he was steadily closing the gap.
About twenty minutes later, Lin Yan crossed the finish line smoothly, seizing the championship of the Qatar Grand Prix under the cover of night. Ren Fei finished in fifth place, while Genna came in sixth, his previous position taken by Qionghai and Ren Fei behind him.
A victory lap was naturally accompanied by celebrations, but Lin Yan did not participate this time. Clearly, even though his right leg was used sparingly, it had reached its limit. As he drove his car back to the pit, Su Mojin was the first to help Lin Yan out of the vehicle to rest.
The team doctor immediately came over to examine Lin Yan. Fortunately, the primary force was applied to his thigh, and the impact on his lower leg injury was not significant. However, given the urgency, Lin Yan went straight to the hospital after winning the championship.