Car Racing without Money-Chapter 311 - 140: Standing at the Summit of Formula 3 (9K)
As one car after another exited the pit for a tire change, they quickly formed a single file line on the track.
Every driver was intensely focused, staring hard at the actions of the car ahead, ready to launch their own deadly strike.
Motana was no exception; he wouldn’t give Chen Xiangbei a chance to "escape"!
A green flag appeared on one side of the track as the safety car smoothly turned into the pit lane.
When the front of the car crossed the restart line, Chen Xiangbei stepped on the gas pedal to accelerate and changed lanes to block Motana’s overtaking route, executing the maneuver as smoothly as flowing water.
The reason Chen Xiangbei had been entangled with Chavez for so long was because he restrained his impulse and didn’t choose to go full throttle to shake off his opponent, consistently adhering to the pre-race tire conservation strategy.
Now, though his current setup of medium tires still couldn’t match the grip of new soft tires, they were by no means easily manageable.
At this moment, Chen Xiangbei was about to showcase his true defensive prowess!
"It’s unbelievable, truly unbelievable. Chen Xiangbei’s defensive line is incredibly precise, seemingly even better than when he faced Chavez’s attacks. Several times Motana tried to overtake but was thwarted, like a tightly woven net, giving the opponent no chance at all."
"Is this really the level a rookie in F3 should have?"
If before the opponents were merely shocked, now even commentator Li Bing found this scene incredible.
Theoretically, this was not the strength and performance a rookie should have, but the problem is that China doesn’t have the environment for cultivating F3 drivers, and there was no possibility of fabricating Chen Xiangbei’s formula racing resume.
Talent!
Li Bing could only think of this word at the moment; otherwise, it simply couldn’t be explained!
One can only say that the world of geniuses is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, and it’s not impossible for a country of over a billion people to produce one or two anomalies...
Facing Chen Xiangbei’s tight defense, Motana’s mindset gradually began to change.
He finally understood why Chavez, with soft tires, couldn’t overtake, and instead, he himself had a racing accident.
What the hell? This isn’t even a car in front of me; it’s a damn wall!
In his previous life, Chen Xiangbei didn’t excel at extreme speed in formula racing; he reached the threshold of the F1 hall of fame through long-distance stability and defense.
However, when he competed in the Renault Formula, even opponents who might become F1 drivers or FE world champions in the future were still only low-level rookies at this moment.
Facing these opponents, Chen Xiangbei showcased more of his offensive ability rather than defense.
Today, Chavez and Motana experienced what it means to be overwhelmed!
"Team, is there any strategy to surpass driver Bei?"
Motana vaguely showed signs of a broken spirit.
The timing of the safety car’s deployment today gave Motana the advantage of the right time and place.
Yet, he hadn’t expected that he lacked the advantage of "people," and that his new tires couldn’t outrun Chen Xiangbei’s old tires!
"Motana, stay calm, wait for the opportunity."
The team engineer sensed the change in Motana’s emotions; impatience was useless in racing.
On the contrary, the more adverse the situation, the more one needs to maintain absolute composure to seize every fleeting chance!
However, time left for Motana was running short.
The deployment of the safety car meant that the remaining drivers on the track were within attack range of each other.
Track racing is not a combat game; other drivers were watching as if Motana and Chen Xiangbei were dueling alone.
If Motana was strong enough to quickly overtake Chen Xiangbei, perhaps the third-place driver would patiently wait for a chance to pick up any missed opportunities.
But as the race neared its end and Motana remained unable to surpass, if the third-place driver didn’t launch an attack, neither would the drivers behind remain mere spectators, and Motana wouldn’t even be able to keep his podium position!
And so, with just three laps remaining, the third-place driver finally couldn’t hold back and launched an attack on Motana; even if they couldn’t defeat Chen Xiangbei for the championship, they might at least secure second place.
The situation on the track instantly fell into chaos, with scenes of attacking, defending, overtaking, and being overtaken appearing one after another.
Motana lost his last opportunity, forced to slow down and defend against the attacks from behind.
Chen Xiangbei watched as the "gradually receding" number 2 car in the rearview mirror, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and with the turn, he thoroughly detached from the competition, racing alone at the front!
About to win?
As this scene unfolded, tens of thousands of spectators couldn’t help but harbor similar thoughts in their minds.
"The race has entered its final lap, and the finish line is just ahead of Chen Xiangbei."
"The process of the entire race can be described as full of twists and turns; Chen Xiangbei used his absolute strength to overcome strategic disadvantages and turned the impossible into possible."
"If there’s a miracle on the track, I believe it belongs to Chen Xiangbei’s ’China Red’!"
As Li Bing’s words fell, the black and white checkered flag, symbolizing the end of the race, appeared on one side of the finish line.
With an undisputed performance, Chen Xiangbei won the championship title of the 56th Grand Prix F3 event, creating history for Chinese racing.
At this moment, Chen Xiangbei stood atop the pinnacle of Formula 3!
