CHAPTER 91: CHAPTER 82: YOU’RE BOTH INCOMPETENT AND PRETENTIOUS

A debate persists in the racing world about who is the strongest, much like the fact that a thousand people have a thousand different Hamlets in their minds; everyone has their own preferences, making it hard to form a unified opinion.

But one opinion is widely recognized in the racing world; it’s that the Formula 1 drivers stand at the pinnacle!

This notion of ’strongest’ doesn’t mean that if an F1 driver participates in a rally like WRC, or competes in Le Mans or the Indy 500, they will definitely overpower everyone and win the championship.

Specialization varies; not winning is quite normal.

The true meaning of strongest is that an F1 driver, regardless of the event they’re racing in, even if they don’t win the world championship, is certainly one of the most competitive drivers!

To put it simply, when an F1 driver retires and transitions to other events, they generally need little to no training time and can enter top-level leagues directly to compete.

Never have I heard of any F1 driver who couldn’t adapt and had to climb up from lower-level events.

Conversely, no driver from other car races can directly maneuver an F1 car and go up against the top eighteen competitors on the track, not even in F2 events.

That’s why F1 drivers are considered the strongest!

Because F1 drivers’ fundamentals and car awareness have been honed through over ten years of racing training and rounds of eliminations; those who endure are almost monster-level in adaptability.

Even someone like Hoshino Yoshi, an entry-level formula driver, might lose on mountain roads but holds crushing abilities over other cross-border drivers of the same age when on tracks.

Formula is the undisputed king of the track, you really can’t mess with that.

"Why are you laughing?"

Hashimoto Ichiro noticed Chen Xiangbei’s laughter and immediately asked with displeasure.

"I’m not laughing at anything."

"You’re obviously laughing!"

"I don’t usually laugh unless I can’t help it."

Chen Xiangbei maintained his faint smile; is it so hard to even laugh these days?

"Hashimoto, this is between us, don’t involve others."

Originally, Hoshino Yoshi wanted to keep the peace, but now that Hashimoto Ichiro was relentless and even targeted Chen Xiangbei, he couldn’t stand it.

Hoshino Yoshi, a prodigious young driver who had once won the Japan F4 national championship, isn’t really afraid of this Tsuchiya Keiichi’s apprentice?

The answer is definitely no.

He simply doesn’t want to cause trouble.

"Kid, are you mocking me?"

Hashimoto Ichiro ignored Hoshino Yoshi and continued questioning Chen Xiangbei.

Earlier when getting out of the car, he had already noticed this kid, staring at Qin Qiuyu without a glance away.

Not getting angry with him on the spot had been a sign of his good temper, but unexpectedly, this kid dared to provoke him!

Seeing the situation, Chen Xiangbei couldn’t help but feel amused; this flathead really feels like those street delinquents in Japanese dramas who love to shout.

Now, to say he’s mocking? Chen Xiangbei really didn’t have that intention.

To say he’s not mocking...

Well, Chen Xiangbei did find him somewhat overestimating his capabilities.

"Hashimoto, forget about it!"

Upon seeing Hashimoto Ichiro going after Chen Xiangbei, Qin Qiuyu, standing below the steps, called out.

Although she wasn’t particularly connected to Chen Xiangbei, he was after all a friend of her brother; she figured she should show some favor.

At the same time, Qin Qiuyu was feeling quite speechless inside; with this silly smile and dazed look, her brother actually wants him to look after her? Who is looking after whom?

Upon hearing Qin Qiuyu’s advice, Hashimoto Ichiro snorted coldly and then pointed at Chen Xiangbei warning him, "Kid, better wise up in the future, got it?"

"Don’t get it."

Chen Xiangbei said this with that faint smile still on his face.

He belongs to those who don’t make trouble, yet aren’t afraid of it.

This originally had nothing to do with him, and Chen Xiangbei didn’t want to get involved; his laughter was purely a reflex.

It’s like seeing someone swing a big sword in front of Guan Yu; could one not laugh?

It’s just that this guy named Hashimoto Ichiro was getting increasingly fired up; ranting over and over again was something Chen Xiangbei couldn’t tolerate.

Did he really think he’s a pushover?

The reason why Hoshino Yoshi didn’t respond, Chen Xiangbei didn’t know.

But he wouldn’t allow someone to behave like this on his turf, especially since the person is a Japanese.

Just like the philosophy Sawano Hiroyuki believed in, top-tier drivers harbor a certain pride in their bones, and humility is often merely a surface disguise.

"Are you trying to stand up for Hoshino?"

"No, I just simply think you’re weak!"

Chen Xiangbei and Hoshino Yoshi knew each other only for a day, at most they had a good impression, not standing up for him.

Indeed, Chen Xiangbei simply thought Hashimoto Ichiro was weak and ostentatious.

Upon hearing Chen Xiangbei’s reply, Hashimoto Ichiro couldn’t believe his ears.

Even a F4 champion like Hoshino Yoshi is defeated by him, yet this unknown punk dares to call him weak.

"Baka! You are asking to die!"

Hashimoto Ichiro erupted in anger, instinctively reaching out to grab Chen Xiangbei’s collar.

But Hoshino Yoshi was quicker, grabbing his wrist directly and said, "Aren’t you wanting to race? Let’s race."

Honestly, whether or not Chen Xiangbei was standing up for him, Hoshino Yoshi didn’t want him dragged into it.

"I want this kid to apologize now!"

Compared to Hoshino Yoshi, Hashimoto Ichiro now harbors greater resentment towards Chen Xiangbei.

"Weak is a fact, why should I apologize."

Chen Xiangbei looked innocent since he wasn’t wrong.