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Chapter 21 That guy is a level 9 Martial Saint!

Li Xiangyang is a Level 3 special police officer in Huanghai City, with a level 7 fighting spirit.

He loves driving. When he was young, he also participated in the National "Car God Cup" racing competition, standing out among the millions of contestants across the country, and his grades once reached less than 10,000.

This morning, he received a request from his brother's unit, saying that two illegal poaching fugitives ran away, and the car was driving faster than the plane. He was itchy for a moment and then he followed his brothers.

Originally, he thought that as long as he took action, he would definitely be able to get it. However, he didn't expect that these two fugitives were really good at it. An ordinary luxury business sedan was driven by him at a speed of 350!

Although the other party is a fugitive, illegal poaching is not extremely vicious, so Li Xiangyang doesn't feel much disgusted with the other party, but instead admires it and is a pity.

With this driving level, if you go to the National Car God Cup and enter the top 1,000, it will definitely be perfect. When you become famous, get sponsorship and get a good car, it is not impossible for you to compete with the top 100 racing masters.

He was a straightforward person. He said what he thought in his heart: "Guys, I really don't know who is driving. This is really good."

The co-pilot was sitting on the passenger seat, Wang Xu, a level 2 special policeman. Although he had practiced level 6 fighting spirit, he was a fat man. He was sweating profusely. He heard this and said angrily: "So what if you drive well? When I catch him, I will immediately throw him a few big pussy bags! Huh~ Huh~ I'm so tired!"

Li Xiangyang asked for something boring and laughed dryly: "Don't worry. There are only two of us on the opposite side, and the performance of the car is perfect. The opponent will definitely not be able to step on ours."

"That may not be." The voice came from the back seat, Chu Huai, the hypnotic illusionist in the team.

"Oh, what do you mean?" Li Xiangyang's face immediately became much more serious. In his eyes, all magicians are people with high IQ. You may not like his character, but you must not underestimate the other party's professional opinions.

Chu Huai pushed the black-framed glasses on his nose and said, "I got a report before that the guy driving was carrying a person on his back and jumped down from the mountain in just a few steps."

"Sprint on the back, 50 meters at a time? Wow~ This is a bit amazing." Li Xiangyang immediately put away all the contempt in his heart.

The co-pilot Wang Xu raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I'm afraid this fighting spirit is level 8, right? I'm afraid that what I practice is not the ordinary fighting spirit technique."

The state stipulates that a warrior can be evaluated as a warrior with level 8. If you go to the army to start a combat mecha, you will be the rank of captain. If you become a policeman, you will be the 3rd level sheriff as soon as you enter the system.

In the entire Republic, all the people who can train fighting spirit to level 8 are outstanding people, and are legendary figures that have been passed down by word of mouth in their circle of friends and are envious and admired by everyone.

Li Xiangyang is very diligent and has been practicing the Tiger Art for many years. He is 34 years old this year and has only barely broken through the level 7 fighting spirit.

Chu Huai pushed his glasses again: "It is very likely that it is level 8, otherwise it would be impossible for two people to drive the car to this speed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xiangyang said, "It's ready to explode! There are still 20 meters left, and the road conditions ahead are also very good. I'm looking for an opportunity to overtake!"

As he said, the four pedal-striped police officers took a deep breath and prepared to burst out a wave of fighting spirit to push the vehicle speed to the extreme.

Hypnotic illusionist Chu Huai also looked at the side window, staring at the glass on the driving side of the black car.

Through the high-end ultraviolet-proof glass of the black luxury car, he vaguely saw the driver inside.

He has a strong figure and good skin condition. He should not be old and will never be over 30 years old. His hand holding the handlebar is very stable. He has clearly reached the limit speed of the car, but he seems to be very relaxed.

For some reason, a strange thought suddenly flashed through Chu Huai's mind: "It was the car that restricted this guy's performance."

As soon as this idea came out, he immediately shook his head hard: "No, it's impossible. This is a 350-yard ground speed, with a terrifying resistance. Even a level 8 martial artist wouldn't be so easy... What if he was not a level 9 martial artist, but a level 9 martial artist?"

Chu Huai was startled by his new idea and immediately rejected: "This is even more impossible. Every level 9 martial saint is registered. Besides, there is no level 9 martial saint in the Republic at the age of 40. It is absolutely impossible for anyone in the world to break through this at a young age."

Besides, what is the bad thing about the martial saint doing? He insists on doing a bad job like poaching?

At this time, the distance between the two cars was less than 10 meters. The cars on the road ahead received a notice from the police and walked slowly, leaving two empty highway lanes.

Li Xiangyang held the handlebars tightly with both hands, and his palms were covered in cold sweat: "Prepare, I'm going to get over!"

Wang Xu was his partner and immediately cooperated: "Come on, listen to my order, let's work together!"

“123, hey! 123, hey!”

The four special police officers in the car followed Wang Xu's horn and stepped on them one after another. The speed of the car suddenly rose to the limit of 400, which was much faster than the other party.

Li Xiangyang was about to overtake as soon as he got the handlebars.

But at this moment, the black car ahead suddenly hit the rotation direction as if it had any predictions, blocking the monster's way.

Li Xiangyang had to lit the brake handle and lower the speed of the car. He couldn't help but curse: "Damn it!"

After not exceeding the distance, the special policemen's anger suddenly became bleak, and the speed suddenly dropped to 350, keeping a distance of 10 meters from their opponents.

The co-pilot Wang Xu immediately encouraged everyone: "Don't panic! Don't panic! There is still a chance!"

After more than ten seconds of slowing down, everyone once again accumulated a wave of fighting spirit.

Wang Xu immediately said: "Old Li, you're ready."

Li Xiangyang nodded slightly: "I'm ready at any time."

Wang Xu roared, his whole body fell into a leather chair, and his legs kicked forward with all his strength, and his fighting spirit exploded to the extreme: "Hi~~~~"

The other three also broke out in fighting!

"Boom~~"

A beast-like whistling sound came from the gearbox. The monster car shook violently, and its speed broke through the 400 mark again, bringing the performance of the monster car to the extreme.

This speed is much higher than the car before, and overtaking is only a matter of moment.

Li Xiangyang roared angrily, turned the steering wheel slightly, and tangled towards the gap on the left side of the opponent's body regardless of everything.

This time, the opponent seemed to know that he could not stop him, and he did not stop him, and kept driving in a straight line.

Li Xiangyang felt a little relieved: "This time I must have surpassed it."

Wang Xu, the co-pilot, also smiled, but the smile lasted less than 2 seconds before suddenly turning into shock. His eyes were as if they were copper bells, and his eyes almost cracked: "I'm damn! This guy is crazy!"

Li Xiangyang was stunned, looked up at the rearview mirror, and saw the black car suddenly tilted its head and rushed to the side of the road. When it was about to hit the roadside railing, the front of the car was lifted up like a horse. The chassis of the car was rubbed against the cement guardrail more than 1 meter high, and sparks flew everywhere and rushed out of the highway.

"Damn, we're on the bridge!" Li Xiangyang shouted in horror, and he subconsciously held the brake handle.

This is a suspension bridge across the valley. Below is a valley more than 700 meters deep. If you rush out like this, the great martial artist will have to fall into a meat paste!

The next moment, Chu Huai suddenly shouted: "No, he was not committing suicide! He was changing lanes! Not far from him is the viaduct of Yu'an Expressway!"

In the flash of lightning, Li Xiangyang also figured it out: "No, this is OK?"

The monster car had already stopped. Five people in the car got out quickly and rushed to the bridge to see.

As a result, everyone saw the black car flying in the valley!

"I'm damn~~~!" Li Xiangyang opened his mouth and the boss.

In everyone's horrified eyes, the black car flew farther and farther away. After flying out about 150 meters, it accurately landed on the bridge deck of another suspension bridge below.

The two suspension bridges passed by the valley side by side, with a height difference of about 5 meters. After the black car fell, the front of the car twisted a few times, and then regained the direction and continued to accelerate forward. They were getting farther and farther away from them, and eventually disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Li Xiangyang breathed a long sigh and his eyes were gloomy: "This person is really strong~"

Li Xiangyang felt a deep sense of frustration in his heart when he was beaten by the geese all day long. He felt like he was a super expert in the field he was best at. It was really uncomfortable.

Wang Xu turned around and returned to the chair, gasped in big mouthfuls, took a towel, constantly rubbed the sweat from his head, face, and body, wiped it, and drank a few sips of energy-providing beverages. After a while, his face regained blood.

After recovering, he couldn't help asking, "How did this kid's front of the car get up?"

Another special police speculated: "Is there a magician in the car opposite?"

Chu Huai shook his head: "There is no magician."

"I know why." Li Xiangyang said.

Everyone looked at Li Xiangyang.

Li Xiangyang sighed lightly and explained: "This is a special driving, called Dragon Rising Head. It requires that the power be filled in the rear drive. When the speed is accelerated violently, pull the handlebars upwards and pull the front of the car upwards."

Everyone looked at each other with all eyes.

Li Xiangyang exhaled a long sigh and turned to Chu Huai: "Old Chu, how strong do you think that guy is fighting?"

Chu Huai Ning said in a voice: "If I read it right, the car was actually stepped on by that guy."

Wang Xu even forgot to wipe his sweat: "How can a person step on it so quickly? Unless he is a martial saint!"

Chu Huai didn't say anything, but he didn't object to Wang Xu's statement.

Li Xiangyang also had the same feeling. He nodded in agreement with Chu Huai's judgment: "As both drivers, I can feel that he did not use all his strength. His car's performance greatly limits his performance. If we drive the same monster car, we may not even be able to eat dust."

Everyone gasped again.

"What should I do now?" Wang Xu asked.

Li Xiangyang spread his hands: "Report truthfully. We have done our best, what else can we do?"

Although I was extremely unwilling to accept it, but my skills were not as good as others and I had to recognize it.

He returned to the car, gently stepped on the pedal to power the car, and then picked up the pager: "The General Station, this is a monster, this is a monster. The target is lost. Repeat it, the target is lost."

A 'crunching~' noise came from the intercom. After about a minute, a deep male voice sounded: "The headquarters has received it. Monster monsters, your mission has been completed, please stop the team."

After turning off the walkie-talkie, Li Xiangyang looked at Chu Huai: "It seems to be the boss's voice."

Chu Huai nodded: "It's the boss's voice. This time the opponent is too rampant, and the boss is going to take action."
Chapter completed!
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