And Silver Ghost...
If it weren't for his superb driving skills, allowing him to react in time to Serena's god-tier maneuver and regain control of his bike, he would have undoubtedly flown off the track just like the other rider.
But even though he stabilized his bike, it had cost him.
The gap between him and Ghost had widened even further.
The sight made Hailey's legs go weak. She gripped the armrests tightly, her body tense as she stared at the silver and black motorcycle on the screen, her eyes turning bloodshot.
Serena... how could Serena be so good?
Even to a layperson like her, it was obvious.
That move she just pulled... what level of skill did that require?
For a moment, as Ghost soared through the air, every screen was filled with the bike's sleek, silver-and-black frame.
The massive displays showed it from every angle, making it feel as if the heavy motorcycle's shadow was passing right over their heads.
Hailey could almost feel a blast of hot exhaust hitting her in the face.
Her expression turned livid.
A country bumpkin...
How could she be so incredible?
Hailey was filled with a mixture of shock and bitter resentment.
She clenched her fists and quickly scanned the other screens for Adrian.
Only then did she realize...
Her Adrian was actually in last place!
The distance between him and Serena was like night and day.
This... wasn't this just pathetic?
How humiliating!
While she was seething with rage, others were ecstatic.
Brianna shrieked with joy, "Ahhh! Serena! You're so cool! The coolest! You're the coolest person in the world!"
"Go, Serena! Smoke everyone on the track! Win the Dark Serpent GT and make a matching pair with Ghost!"
Her screams only made Hailey's expression darken further. She wanted nothing more than to march over there and rip Brianna's mouth shut.
But how could she dare?
Aside from not wanting to offend the Blackwood family, she was still trying to get close to Brianna's older brother, hoping to become her future sister-in-law.
On the track, Silver Ghost's eyes darkened, a menacing and murderous aura intensifying around him.
His gaze was locked on Serena's back. Under his helmet, his lips slowly curled into a cold, venomous smile.
Then, he gunned the engine and charged toward Serena once again.
Showing off?
Anyone could do that.
Did this arrogant Elyndor girl, this pathetic weakling, really think she could escape from him?
He would show this Elyndor weakling what real skill looked like.
And this Elyndor weakling would ultimately die by his hand.
Under his helmet, Silver Ghost's mouth stretched into an exaggerated, sinister grin that was both eerie and terrifying.
He yanked the handlebars, pushing the throttle to its maximum.
The matte black heavy motorcycle shot forward.
Just as Serena had done, as the bike hurtled toward the guardrail, he sharply pulled up the front.
The roar of the massive engine vibrated in everyone's chest.
The piercing screech of the rear tire scraping against the ground
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"Gasp―"
The audience was stunned.
Was the new star of Mr. Cole's club trying to imitate that young woman?
That kind of aerial jump wasn't a trick just anyone could pull off.
The slightest mistake would be fatal.
Not everyone could maintain such
high speeds, launch off the track
completely lose control of their bike, and then instantly regain command
of it!