Vinarese also did not fall for it, nor did he force a straight-line acceleration duel with Lin Yan. Otherwise, he might not have been able to brake in time and would have gone off the track.
This was the unique experience of a veteran.
Following behind Lin Yan, Vinarese was secretly shocked. Who exactly was this person, to be even stronger than himself?
At this moment, he no longer believed that Lin Yan was just a local racer.
With this kind of skill, even in
While they chatted and joked, Lin Yan was not having such an easy time.
After overtaking Ren Fei, Lin Yan's next opponent was Lun Si.
At this point, out of the total twenty-two laps, sixteen had already passed.
Beneath his helmet, Lin Yan's forehead was covered in sweat, and the sweat dripped into his eyes, causing a stinging pain.
He was already starting to feel like he was running out of steam.
His arms were also gradually losing their strength.
The constant overtaking had also taken a heavy toll on his tires, leaving them with little left.
Enduring the discomfort in his eyes, Lin Yan kept his gaze fixed ahead.
Currently, he was still two meters behind Lun Si, and he had to hurry.
As long as he could overtake, he was absolutely confident that he would not give Lun Si any chance to reclaim the position.
Three more laps passed, and the race had reached the nineteenth lap.
The distance between Lin Yan and Lun Si was now only the length of one bike.
Lun Si also noticed Lin Yan behind him at this moment.
His expression changed in surprise.
He was quite familiar with Lin Yan's racing suit and helmet, having seen them earlier at Feng Yueying's place.
Didn't this guy start from the second-to-last position? How had he already caught up behind him?
Had Ren Fei and the others all been overtaken by this guy?
No way, if that were true, then this person would be too terrifying.
But if that wasn't the case...
Then what could be the reason?
Unable to figure it out, he stopped thinking about it. In any case, he was still unwilling to believe that Lin Yan was that strong.
Even if he had indeed overtaken so many people consecutively, his tires should not have much left by now.
However, Lun Si did not let his guard down.
Beneath his helmet, he gritted his teeth and increased his speed again.
Lin Yan followed closely behind. Another lap passed, and Lin Yan still had no opportunity to overtake.
It was no use. The lean angle he had used during his previous overtakes was too extreme, and his tires had worn down too much.
Now, Lin Yan's bike was starting to shake every time he entered a corner.
Moreover, the strength in his arms was almost gone, making it difficult to hold onto the racing bike.
No, he had to take a risk. Lin Yan realized that he couldn't continue like this.
With only two laps left in the race, his time was running out.
Meanwhile, Lun Si ahead had been employing a tight defensive line, keeping his bike close to the apex of every corner, leaving Lin Yan no chance at all.
Lin Yan had no choice. If his tires still had enough grip, he could have taken a gamble.
But his tires were now too severely worn.
Lin Yan could only continue to close the distance between them.
Soon, the race entered the final lap, and their bikes approached Corner 8, the very place where Lin Yan had just overtaken Vinarese. This was also the most suitable place for overtaking on the entire track, and Lin Yan's last chance.
Because after exiting Corner 8, there was a long straight. The next corner, Corner 9, was a sharp braking zone.
This was the only heavy braking corner on the entire track, and also the most suitable for overtaking.
Even someone as strong as Vinarese would find it difficult to defend here.
At this moment, the distance between them was so close that Lin Yan's front wheel was almost touching Lun Si's rear wheel.
Exiting Corner 8, Lin Yan seized the opportunity, latching onto Lun Si's slipstream.
On the main straight, he directly overtook Lun Si.
Next, in the same spot, Lin Yan once again demonstrated what a top-tier MotoGP-level heavy brake was.
The V4 under Lin Yan's body shook violently, and the rear wheel lifted slightly.
As the bike swayed, Lin Yan's hands on the handlebars almost lost their grip.
Although the bike was shaking intensely, he managed to brake in the end.
Sticking close to the apex, he moved to the inside line and entered Corner 9.
"My heavens!"
Seeing this, Feng Yueying, who was in the stands, exclaimed.
Xiao Lan and Feng Yueying, sitting in the spectator stands, looked at Lin Yan's figure on the track with disbelief.
They simply couldn't believe that Lin Yan could overtake Lun Si; it was too astonishing.
Even though Feng Yueying disliked hypocritical people like Lun Si, she had to admit that his skills were formidable.
To think that Lin Yan was even stronger than Lun Si. To be able to overtake Lun Si under these circumstances was incredible.
On the other hand, Zhang Mingzhi appeared calm. Lin Yan had even overtaken Vinarese, so it was only natural that he could overtake Lun Si; there was nothing to be surprised about.