Chapter 259: The Struggle for Power (3)
On the motorbike racetrack, apart from obstacle races that might purposely include gradients, dirt paths, and obstacles, the racetrack Bo Yan and his competitors used was pretty much identical to a car racing track, with a length of approximately 5 kilometers per lap.
After the first turn, Bo Yan had already overtaken Boss Chen and was advancing toward Bo Yi.
However, his bike had insufficient engine power, and although he could make up some time with his skills in the curves, he would easily be left behind by Bo Yi in the straights.
In the midst of the whirlwind rush, Bo Yi still had one ten-thousandth of a second to spare, glancing at the rear-view mirror and seeing Bo Yan being thrown farther and farther behind.
Fool, he thought. Dare to compete with him after choosing a basic model? Even though he knew that his motorbike skills were inferior to Bo Yan’s, the gap wasn’t wide enough to ignore the performance disparity of the bikes themselves.
——Just like both of them were members of the Bo Family, maybe Bo Yan was a little smarter than him from childhood, but so what? Now, in the third generation of the Bo Family, he was the eldest brother! The one who would inherit Bosch in the future was him! Not this Bo Yan who was always praised by everyone!
After another bend, Bo Yan, relying on his skill, once again closed the gap between them.
Moreover, Bo Yi realized that after two bends, the gap between him and Bo Yan was getting smaller and smaller.
What was going on? He was always speeding up on the straights, and even if his cornering technique was not as good as Bo Yan’s, the discrepancy shouldn’t be this huge.
Compared to Bo Yi’s confusion, Bo Yan remained as calm as ever. Although his basic model motorbike unquestionably performed worse compared to the modified one, with slower acceleration at the start and a lower top speed than Bo Yi’s.
But, Bo Yi didn’t know the performance of the motorbike well, just blindly accelerating on the straightaways and then slowing down for the corners. In fact, he couldn’t match Bo Yan, who was continuously going at full speed and didn’t slow down for the bends.
Bo Yi was too greedy, thinking that with the best bike and a winning hand, leading the race, he could disregard what was happening behind him. He wanted the best of everything, and in the end, he might end up with nothing!
Another bend passed, and Bo Yan’s bike moved closer again. The distance between the two bikes was now the length of just one bike.
Bo Yi in front could almost hear the rumbling of Bo Yan’s motorbike behind. He clenched his teeth; indeed, ever since childhood, whenever he and Bo Yan were in the same place, everyone would praise his younger brother and not notice him. Even Sicai from the Xia Family had initially been smitten with Bo Yan.
Wasn’t he the one who finally stood his ground with Bosch? Wasn’t he the one who ended up marrying Siyu?
As for Bo Yan, although he had married the more beautiful Xia Siyu, she was already an awkward presence in the Xia Family with a poor reputation. Moreover, she had a volatile temper, was high-maintenance like those kept outside, and had too many scandals; one moment of carelessness could leave him wearing a green hat. What was the point of marrying her?
A man marries a wife, of course, hoping for a suitable match that brings him support.
The last bend was coming up.
Bo Yan was only half a vehicle’s length behind him.
Relying on his lead advantage, Bo Yi firmly held the inside track. It wasn’t that he couldn’t drift; he could, and he would show his drifting skills in the final bend. As long as he held the inside line, Bo Yan couldn’t overtake, and he would certainly win!
He wanted to tell Bo Yan that when it came to racing, he was more formidable!
The two bikes almost simultaneously swept into the bend!