Plane of Fame

Chapter 53 The Tournament Ends
Ye Luo put the muzzle of the gun against the windshield and pointed it at Fujiwara Takumi's head.

For killing this childhood idol with his own hands, he actually felt extremely regretful, but who made this game only live one person, feelings and life, Ye Luo chose life without hesitation.

Fujiwara Takumi wanted to hide, but the sharp Lei Huang was in his ear. He was stuck in a small space and couldn't move. He could only watch Ye Luo's gun pointed at his head.

Although he already knew that shaking the car body would have no effect, he turned the steering wheel even harder with a little luck in his heart.

Seeing that Ye Luo was about to shoot, before he could press the trigger, Fujiwara Takumi gritted his teeth and made a dangerous decision. He turned the steering wheel directly to the left and killed him.

There was no left and right adjustment of the car body. The moment he killed the steering wheel, the car overturned with huge inertia. That's right, the old driver of Qiu Mingshan overturned.

This is the most correct choice for the current situation. Although under normal circumstances, if the car overturns while driving at super high speed, his survival rate will be pitiful, but this is not a normal situation. Although his AE86 looks the same as usual, It can be used as a competition vehicle, which must have been modified at the beginning of the game.

This can be seen from the situation of being bombarded by the prop card [Italian Cannon]. No car can run happily after being bombarded by the Italian Cannon. This is not a funny cartoon.

Even if his guess is wrong, the situation will not be worse than it is now. One is likely to die, and the other is definitely dead. Under the instinct of survival, everyone knows how to choose.

"What the hell."

The sudden car rollover was beyond Ye Luo's expectation, and the thought of Fujiwara Takumi's car rollover never appeared in his mind.

Before he could react, the AE86 was already performing a difficult 360-degree somersault in the air. Ye Luo, who was holding Lei Huang, was fixed to the car body and was also tumbling in the air with the car.

Ye Luo felt a little dizzy, and the change of perspective from the sky to the ground made him a little dizzy. When the car was facing upwards, Ye Luo pulled out Lei Huang, and jumped out of the tumbling car with his feet.

"Look! After Ye Luo jumped on Fujiwara Takumi's AE86, he actually used the weapon he carried to attack Fujiwara Takumi. Not long after Ye Luo inserted it, the AE86 overturned! What did Ye Luo do? What, otherwise, with Qiu Ming Shanche Shen's skills, how could he make such a low-level mistake!"

"Look, everyone! Player Ye Luo on the hood jumps up!"

"He did a two-and-a-half two-week somersault followed by a two-and-a-half-week twist! Beautiful! Under such a difficult movement, Ye Luo actually landed smoothly without any shaking! Perfect!"

"I didn't expect player Ye Luo to have such a skill. It's a pity not to participate in the competition."

The clown, who was doing a terrible misinterpretation, changed his topic and began to explain Ye Luo's leaping movements. He also gave an evaluation very dutifully, and regretted that Ye Luo did not participate in the competition to win glory for the country.

Different from Ye Luo's movements, Fujiwara Takumi neither has Ye Luo's skill nor the time to jump off the car. All he can do is put his hands on his head and curl up his body to reduce the injured parts and reduce the damage.

The roll of AE86 turned from the air to the ground. With several loud noises, AE86 stopped on the ground after rolling several times.

Fujiwara Takumi's guess was correct, the AE86 did not suffer much damage in this overturned situation, but a few positions were slightly deformed and faint black smoke was emitted.

The protected Fujiwara Takumi forcefully pushed the car door and climbed out. He also didn't have any serious injuries on his body, at most there were some minor scratches.

Fujiwara Takumi, who had just climbed out of the car, saw Ye Luo walking towards him carrying Lei Huang at a glance. He hadn't thought about how to find a way out after temporarily avoiding disaster.

Seeing that Ye Luo was getting closer and closer, Fujiwara Takumi, who had nothing to do, didn't want to sit still, so he roared hoarsely.

"I give up the game!"

The sound drifted with the wind to the ears of the audience outside the venue and the clown. There was an uproar in the auditorium, and the clown also asked suspiciously.

"Fujiwara Takumi, what are you talking about?"

"I give up the game."

The clown heard it clearly, and his expression became fierce.

"Fujiwara Takumi, do you know what you're talking about?!"

Seemingly not hearing the clown's cold tone, Fujiwara Takumi replied without thinking.

"Yes, I know exactly what I'm talking about, I give up the game, I give up!"

Although the clown was very dissatisfied with Fujiwara Takumi's actions, he still gave Fujiwara Takumi a chance to change his mind with the mentality of not wanting to see Ye Luo.

"Fujiwara Takumi, you should know the rules of the game. I can pretend that I didn't hear what you just said. Please continue the game."

"No, I refuse. In this situation where the force value is not equal, I have no hope of winning at all, so I give up."

The firm tone let the clown know that he would not change his mind, and the clown smiled angrily.

"Hehehehe, okay, since player Takumi Fujiwara has chosen to give up the competition, then according to Article [-] of the competition rules, I declare player Takumi Fujiwara to death."

"Wait a minute! The eighth rule of the game is [game failure, contestant dies]. I am giving up the game now, and the game has not been completed, so I don't think I have lost the game. You can't sentence me to death!"

Fujiwara Takumi made an excuse for himself. In such a short period of time, he could only come up with this kind of sophistry method, hoping to get away with it.

The clown waved his cane with a look of disgust, and directly turned Fujiwara Takumi into a pile of blood clots.

"I thought what you were going to say. Your sophistry is not as good as Ye Luo's at 01:30, and the most basic logic doesn't make sense. The game is over when you abstain. What a shame! I'm playing for a fool, idiot!"

After speaking, he flicked his cane again, and a clown magic circle appeared under Ye Luo's feet, teleporting him out of the track.

After the purple light disappeared, he had already appeared in his original position, and his figure had returned to his original size. The original audience was also gone at this moment, as if he had never appeared before.

"Ye Luojun, congratulations, you won the championship in the Car God Contest."

He said congratulations, but the clown's face was gloomy. He was extremely upset that he failed to kill Ye Luo, and even pretended to be lazy.

"Oh, you won? Is there any reward for the champion?"

Deliberately provoking the clown and basing one's own happiness on the suffering of others has always been the principle Ye Luo believes in. Sure enough, Ye Luo's words made the clown's face even uglier.

　Now, the hard work is done. . .I heard that those who voted for recommendations and rewards are reaching the pinnacle of life, you, what are you waiting for?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)