"What should we do now?"

For the first time in such a long time, Chao Qingxuan showed a look of sorrow on his face.

"I think it's better to get an entry-level racing car now." Jin Shikai, who was originally here to see Xue Feng and others off, said that the Galaxy Cup officially started today, but the real entry of the audience is tomorrow. The reason why Xue Feng and others are asked to go today is mainly to let the contestants get familiar with the track in advance so as to prepare for the next official competition.

“An entry-level interstellar racing car?”

This is the only way now, but the production process of each interstellar racing is extremely complicated. Where do they have to go to such a racing car in such a short time? Moreover, the transportation of racing cars also takes time. Without racing, they will lose the qualification to participate in the Galaxy Cup.

Seeing everyone's doubts, Jin Shikai grinned and said, "Don't worry, it's not difficult to deal with your Uncle Jin. There is Chris who hosts the Chamber of Commerce. Using her means, she can make one for you before the start of the competition tomorrow!"

With the words "Jinshidao" by Xue Feng and others, they were actually a little uneasy. How can they stand out in an entry-level racing car?

After saying that, Jinshikai called Chris, who was in charge of business in other places in the Galaxy Empire: "I said, it's too late to configure any other configuration, what other guns and cannons are needed? Just drive them and don't fall to the end!"

Kris opposite heard Jin Shikai say this, nodded slightly, and then hung up the phone.

"You contact the organizer to take you down,

After contacting the organizer for a long time, the organizer said, "You are not far from the track, come up by yourself."

In desperation, Xue Feng and others had to choose to go to Pluto's airport and took Star Airlines to reach the Wild Guard x track. At this time, simple gravity control equipment was installed on the Wild Guard x track. Xue Feng felt that his body was much lighter than usual. When he walked into the main competition venue of the Wild Guard x track, Xue Feng saw one car after another. At this time, these cars were arranged together in a certain order, and the track more than 100 meters wide was already full.

Many racing cars seemed to be doing the final debugging, and the roar of the engine was dull and loud. Just listening to this sound, Xue Feng and others felt excited.

"Oh, our baby son..."

Ge Changgong looked at the racing cars in front of him and sighed. Xue Feng and others also sighed. The results of their hard work for so long have been wasted.

The rear of these racing cars is like Xue Feng and others. The rear is loaded with thrusters used to reach the speed of light. These thrusters are constantly emitting energy, and the space around them is constantly distorted, broken, and then recovers quickly under the drive of energy.

"Each of these engines is enough to blow up ten moons when taken out." Chao Qingxuan saw that Xue Feng seemed to be very interested in this engine, so he hugged his chest and said, "At the super high speed of light, the engine will directly overlap multiple spaces, allowing the spacecraft to perform short-range but high-frequency space transitions. While the space transitions, the space repair substances in the engine will fill and repair the damaged space..."

"Well……"

After hearing Chao Qingxuan's speech, Xue Feng pondered for a moment. To be honest, his attributes of poor students have not changed so far. He heard that it was really in vain...

"Hey? Isn't that Rockets? Look at their badges, I heard that they have reached the level of a sub-squad in less than a month on Mars! And if there wasn't something wrong with the AI ​​on Mars at that time, now they are at least a higher-level sub-squad, right?"

A contestant who didn't know from the nearby planet said as he looked at the Rockets.

"Is that amazing? But why didn't I see their racing cars?"

A girl asked inadvertently.

"You didn't read the news this morning, are you? You're bombed." Hearing this question, Chao Qingxuan suddenly looked up at the talking girl and said unhappy.

The contestants around him saw Chao Qingxuan telling the reason so readily, and the rather unhappy expression on his beautiful face made him laugh and couldn't help laughing secretly.

Many of the participating players who were constantly debugging their own racing cars suddenly raised their heads and looked at Chao Qingxuan, and their eyes looked at Chao Qingxuan, all with an interesting look.

Blasted? No way?

Seeing that everyone seemed to be unbelievable, Chao Qingxuan flicked his mouth outside the track. Everyone looked in the direction that Chao Qingxuan pointed out. Through the glass of Wild Guard x track, everyone could still see that somewhere on Pluto was still emitting thick black smoke.

"Oh, the racing car is gone. You guys come over to race. I said, what are you comparing? Do you drive the Eleventh Road?"

A voice that was extremely familiar to Xue Feng and others came from less than three meters away from them. There was unconcealed mockery in the voice, and this mockery tone was almost iconic.

Xue Feng looked up at the person talking, and frowned after seeing this. The person talking was not someone else, but Nangong Tian, ​​who had disappeared for more than half a year. Nangong Tian leaned against a racing car that looked like a sports car, holding something like a lollipop in his mouth. He wore a white baseball cap, and the brim of the hat stretched out to cover half of his face, covering his eyes.

Nangong Tian lowered his head, his lips kept wriggling and chewing on the lollipop in his mouth. He raised his head and looked at Xue Feng quietly with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Just like the expression I had been half a year ago, but it gave people a completely different feeling from before.

Half a year ago, he looked like a arrogant and proud boy, but at this time, he felt quite scheming.

"Our racing car is still on the road. Even if we drive 11th, we can get a ranking. You guys don't care about this!" Ge Changgong gave Nangong Tian a blank look, his expression was too sarcastic, "I haven't seen you for half a year, and the baby has grown up!"

"Nangong Tian, ​​17 years old, Soul Martial Level: Cannot be viewed for the time being."

When Ge Changgong returned to Nangong Tian's dialect, Xue Feng looked at the information displayed in front of him and frowned. He remembered that he had exchanged Nangong Tian's information before. Logically, it should be displayed at this time, but why is it impossible to view the item below the Soul Martial Arts level?

Strange, so weird!
Chapter completed!