“You?! Ridiculous?! You think I’d be afraid of you in a curve?! Let me tell you, I dare to take a curve at a rotation speed of 30. Do you dare?!”
Zheng Hao kept shouting provocations, and Zhou Hang was certain that Zheng Hao would definitely slow down when entering the curve.
But…
20 meters, 10 meters, 5 meters!
The other party showed no intention of slowing down at all. The Demon Ship, already exceeding a rotation speed of 40, tore through the water like a mad beast, blasting up a wall of white waves as it charged straight toward the curve!
“Damn it! Maniac! You’re fucking crazy, aren’t you?!”
Zhou Hang was completely stunned.
At a rotation speed of 60, even he only dared to scrape the limit while slowing down at the curve entrance.
But not slowing down at all… what kind of insane move was that?!
“Slow down! Slow down!”
He stomped hard on the C-grade Ship Maiden beneath him. Because of the deceleration at the curve, the distance he had finally opened up was instantly overtaken again by the Demon Ship!
“Puff puff puff~”
The black hull split open layers of white waves, crashing onto the deck of the C-grade Ship Maiden.
The Demon Ship charged recklessly, plunging straight into the curve!
It looked like it was about to crash straight into the reef zone…
“Madman! You want to risk your life?! Go ahead then!”
Zhou Hang viciously pulled down the speed, glaring at the stern of the Demon Ship. Just as he thought Zheng Hao would definitely crash out of the course…
Inside the Demon Ship Captain’s Cabin.
“Mo Yurou… Do you feel it?”
Zheng Hao gently pressed Mo Yurou’s anchor button, his expression calm.
“Feel it? Yes! It’s warm… wet… so hot, so hot… I feel like I’m about to break…”
Her eyes were hazy as she looked at Zheng Hao. Zheng Hao rolled his eyes impatiently, “I’m asking about the feeling of dropping anchor in a curve. Do you feel it or not?!”
“Ah? You mean that? I… I don’t know…”
“Fine. I’ll demonstrate it again. Find that perfect timing for dropping anchor. In the future… you’ll be able to perform anchor-assisted cornering yourself!”
He spun the helm rapidly.
At high speed, the sudden sharp turn caused the Demon Ship to tilt inward again.
“Tut tut tut~”
The black bow spun violently within the curve, and the entire ship tilted like an iceberg about to overturn!
“Get ready! Drop anchor!!!”
“Click~”
Zheng Hao slapped the anchor button again. Mo Yurou’s body jolted, her face flushing even redder.
“Boom!!!”
A massive anchor slammed down on the outer side. The tilted ship creaked as it forced itself upright. At a rotation speed of 52 without any reduction, the Demon Ship whipped through the curve like a dragon swinging its tail, blasting out a sweeping arc of white waves!
“Puff~”
“Puff~”
“Puff~”
Amid the towering waves, the Demon Ship completed its strange anchor drop and recovery, swaying like a roly-poly before shooting out of the curve!
“That’s anchor-assisted cornering again! Damn! I can watch this all day! Holy shit! That’s insane! Fast in curves is real speed!”
“……”
The black dragon slicing through the curve ignited a wave of cheers from the crowd.
“Puff puff puff~”
After being drenched by the waves crashing onto the deck, Zhou Hang stared blankly as the Demon Ship, without slowing down at all, had already exited the curve and entered the second lap… He sat frozen atop his Ship Maiden.
“That… What the hell was that?! No deceleration… no deceleration through the curve? Using anchor to control the tilt?!”
Even the Zhou Family of the Canglan Region was stunned by this otherworldly technique.
“Hey! Hey!”
“He’s already half a straight lane ahead of us!”
“Hey!!!”
The C-grade Ship Maiden beneath him snapped back to her senses and kept urging Zhou Hang.
Zhou Hang’s face turned pale, then flushed red as he barely managed to exit the curve quickly.
His so-called perfect speed-controlled cornering now looked like a complete joke in front of the opponent’s no-deceleration cornering!
“Chase!”
“Chase!!!”
“There’s still a chance! This distance can still be made up on the straight!”
He grabbed the C-grade Ship Maiden’s hair tightly.
Zhou Hang panicked. Completely panicked!
If Zheng Hao actually won this race, what would happen?! Would he really have to let that guy take his aunt’s Ship Maiden out to sail?!
The thought alone sent hot blood rushing to his head. He stomped wildly on the Ship Maiden beneath him, “Faster! Faster!!!”
“Tut tut tut~”
“Tut tut tut~”
At a rotation speed of 60, he should have been able to close the gap immediately.
But this time, as the Demon Ship ahead approached another curve, the distance didn’t shrink at all!
“What’s going on?! Isn’t the limit of an E-grade Ship Maiden just 40? What’s wrong with you?! Why can’t you catch up?!”
He grabbed the C-grade Ship Maiden by the throat in frustration.
After this lap, it would be the final lap!
If he couldn’t catch Zheng Hao now, everything would be over!!!
“Ugh…”
“Ugh…”
“I don’t know… I really don’t know…”
“That ship… that black ship… something’s wrong… something’s not right!”
“It… it’s accelerating again!!!”
Her face flushed red from being choked, but the C-grade Ship Maiden could clearly see it. The Demon Ship seemed capable of breaking its limits and increasing speed continuously. Was that really just an E-grade Ship Maiden?!
“Tut tut tut~”
At the same time, inside the Demon Ship Captain’s Cabin.
Zheng Hao lay over Mo Yurou, feeling his entire body grow hotter and hotter, as if he were being burned.
“Hah…”
“Hah…”
“Hah…”
Mo Yurou was even exhaling white steam from her mouth!
58!!!
On the gauge, the propeller’s rotation speed had actually reached 58!!!
“It increased by another 6?”
“Why?”
Zheng Hao looked at Mo Yurou in confusion. Her eyes were hazy, her lips alluring, her body trembling beneath him.
“Zheng Hao…”
“I’m so excited!”
“You?”
“Creak~”
Suddenly, Mo Yurou lifted her hips slightly, “Zheng Hao! The curve is coming!”
“I get it!”
“You still can’t feel it?”
“I… I can’t sense the timing for dropping anchor… so I’ll have to trouble you!”
“Alright! Full speed through the curve!”
“Puff puff puff~”
The black dragon head shattered waves as it charged into another full-speed curve!
At a rotation speed of 58, the helm spun sharply, and the entire ship tilted inward instantly.
“Slap!”
Zheng Hao hit the anchor button. Mo Yurou’s body trembled uncontrollably!
“Boom boom boom~”
The familiar anchor-assisted cornering!
The massive ship and anchor balanced each other at high speed, dragging waves along and carving out a blue-white horizon ahead.
“Splash~”
Full speed into the curve!
Full speed out of the curve!!!
“Retract anchor! Mo Yurou!”
“Understood!”
With a twist of her hips, this time without Zheng Hao’s prompt, the Demon Ship retracted its anchor and surged straight into the straight lane!
“Crash crash crash~”
White waves churned wildly. As the Demon Ship approached the end of the second lap, Zhou Hang’s face twisted with panic as he glared at the C-grade Ship Maiden beneath him.
“Faster! Move faster! Faster!!!”
The more anxious he became, the more unstable his control through the curve. His speed barely reached 25.
He was desperate!
But he didn’t dare gamble. He didn’t dare imitate Zheng Hao’s full-speed cornering!
By the time he finally exited the curve…
“Boom boom boom~”
The Demon Ship had already completed the second lap and entered the final sprint!
At a full 58 rotation speed, the black dragon never slowed down for even a moment, charging forward like a fearless demon, completing yet another perfect full-speed curve!
“Puff puff puff~”
Waves surged violently. The raging Demon Ship had actually caught up to him!
It…
It was already in the final straight of the third lap, while he and the C-grade Ship Maiden were still at the final curve of the second lap.
“No!!!”
“No!!!!!!”
As the black demon surged toward him, Zhou Hang didn’t dare accelerate at all. He stubbornly maintained his speed change at the curve…
“Puff puff puff~”
The familiar scene of anchor-assisted cornering appeared again!
“Boom!!!”
That fragile, worn-out, seemingly discarded Demon Ship…
Actually…
Actually lapped him and crossed the finish line first!!!