Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
âOh my god, Shaokun was overtaken? How is this possibleâ¦â
Everyone felt incredulous when they saw this miraculous scene.
But that was the truth, Ye Fengâs Hummer had indeed overtaken Feng Shaokunâs golf car at the bend.
He didnât slow down at the next âZâ curve and rushed over at an extremely fast speed.
Feng Shaokun didnât have such powerful skills, so he had to slow down again.
This caused the distance between the two cars to continue to increase.
When Feng Shaokun drove out of the curve, he was already fifty meters away from Ye Fengâs Hummer.
Boom! Boom!
Feng Shaokun immediately stepped on the accelerator, and the golf car immediately chased after him at a terrifying speed.
The Hummer might be good for off-road, but it was not good at speed.
It was far inferior to his modified car, and the distance between them began to shorten bit by bit.
As long as he was given a little more time, he would be able to successfully surpass them.
But Ye Feng did not plan to give him this chance. He started to drive in a âSâshape.
Feng Shaokun tried a few times but failed. He was so angry that he started to smash the steering wheel.
The two cars were tangled up on the road and almost collided several times. Seeing the club, everyone was on tenterhooks.
âThis is even more f*cking exciting than a Hollywood blockbuster!â
âThis Mr. Ye is really bad. He deliberately blocked the way and didnât let Shaokun pass.â
âIsnât this nonsense? The speed of his car isnât good enough. Only by blocking Shaokunâs golf car can he have a chance to win.â
âThis is actually very technical. If the technique is not strong enough, it is very likely that you will fail to steal the chicken and lose the rice.â
âShaokun, you can do itâ¦â
Everyone had a good relationship with Feng Shaokun, so they were naturally biased toward him.
However, the outcome of the competition was not dependent on oneâs will.
In the latter half of the game, Feng Shaokun never found a chance to overtake him.
In the end, he was half a car behind Ye Feng and reached the finish line.
Screechâ¦
The two cars stopped in front of the club.
The crowd did not cheer, nor did they go forward to welcome them. Instead, they stood rooted to the ground and stared at the Hummer.
They still could not believe that Ye Feng could beat Feng Shaokunâs modified golf car with just a Hummer.
It was like a battle between two martial arts masters. One was holding a divine weapon while the other was holding a leaf.
The final result was that the person with the leaf won by crushing him.
One could imagine how big the gap between the two of them was.
What was crushing? This was it!
The air was silent for about three seconds.
The Hummerâs passenger door was pushed open first.
Fuuma Jianwu jumped down from the car and quickly ran to the side of the road, bending over to vomit something.
Everyone looked at each other.
âMr. Ye is driving too fast. The girl is getting carsick!â
âYeah, too pitifulâ¦â
When Ye Feng pushed the door open and got out of the car, Feng Shaokun was also getting out of the car with a dejected expression.
âSigh, I felt that my skills had improved a lot during this period of time. I didnât expect the gap between me and Master to be so big.â
He had obviously suffered a huge blow. He walked in front of Ye Feng dejectedly.
Ye Feng punched his shoulder. âIsnât it normal for a disciple to lose to a master?â
Feng Shaokun pointed at his Hummer. âBut I didnât expect to lose so badly.â
What else could Ye Feng say? He could only pat him on the shoulder and comfort him with a smile. âItâs okay. Keep practicing. Youâll have a chance.â
At this time, Fuuma Jianwu had already returned after vomiting, she stole a glance at Ye Feng, her face was blushing.
âYouâre too useless. You can actually vomit just by sitting in a car?â Ye Feng immediately teased.
Fuuma Jianwu secretly glared at him, but her heart was filled with excitement.
To think that Master could think of doing such a thing at such a fast speed.
But what was even more amazing was that he could still win under such circumstances.
This racing technique was simply too powerful.
At this time, the clubâs members also gathered around and started to praise Ye Feng.
âMr. Ye is really amazing. This is probably the most exciting game Iâve ever seen.â
âYes, yes. In the past, when Shaokun mentioned you in front of us, we thought he was bragging. Looking at it today, itâs even more awesome than he said.â
âWith your skills, even if you were to participate in a professional competition, you would be able to win the world championship.â
âMr. Ye, do you still accept disciples? No matter what the conditions are, Iâm willing to accept the challengeâ¦â
Before Ye Feng could speak, Feng Shaokun was already unhappy. âGo away, go away, with your skills, you want to be my masterâs disciple? Do you think my master is a junk collector?â
When everyone heard this, they all pointed their spears at him.
âShaokun, this is your fault. You have such a good master, but you canât stop us from taking him as our master.â
âThatâs right. Youâre like a full man who doesnât know how hungry a man is. Only you can acknowledge Mr. Ye as your master? Why canât we?â
âMr. Ye hasnât said anything yet. Why are you in a hurry to jump out?â
âEven if we acknowledge Mr. Ye as our master, youâre still our eldest senior brother. What are you afraid of?â
Feng Shaokun was immediately humiliated by everyone.
In the end, it was Ye Feng who helped him out. âThank you for thinking highly of me, but I do not have any plans to take in a disciple for the time being, Iâm sorry.â
When everyone heard him say this, they gave up on the idea of acknowledging him as their master, but they still enjoyed the competition.
Right at this time, someone suddenly stood up and cupped his fists at Ye Feng. âMr. Ye, I heard from Kun Zi that your fighting skills are also very strong. I wonder if you can teach me a few moves?â
Ye Feng was stunned for a moment before he turned to look at Feng Shaokun.
Feng Shaokun immediately glared at that person with dissatisfaction. âZhang Mingyuan, what the f*ck is wrong with you? Is my master someone you can challenge?â
The man called Zhang Mingyuan was not scared by his words. Instead, he took two steps forward. âDonât misunderstand. I donât have any ill intentions. Itâs just that when I see an expert, I canât help but itch to use my skills. I want to ask Mr. Ye to teach me.â
Feng Shaokun rubbed his fists. âThen Iâll have a few moves with you first. As long as you can defeat me, youâll be qualified to challenge my master.â
Zhang Mingyuan glanced at him. âKun Zi, itâs not like we havenât fought before. Youâre not my match.â
Feng Shaokun sneered when he saw that he was being looked down upon. âThat was in the f*cking past. Donât you know that my master arranged a secret special training for me some time ago? If we exchange blows now, itâs hard to say.â
Zhang Mingyuan shook his head and smiled. âItâs just special training. How much can you improve? I advise you to stop wasting time and let me challenge your master directly.â
Feng Shaokun was getting impatient. âCut the crap. Iâm asking you if you dare to fight me.â
When Zhang Mingyuan saw that he was closing in on him, he could only nod helplessly. âAlright then, Iâll get rid of you first, then Iâll fight your master.â
Feng Shaokun nodded at the club. âLetâs go to the boxing gym.â
Zhang Mingyuan didnât say anything else and took the lead to walk toward the club.
The others also scrambled to keep up, wanting to continue watching the show.