Ambush of the Quadruplets
Chapter 1039

A gunshot rang out, and both motorcycles zoomed out, covering a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

Emmeline controlled her speed, intentionally falling behind Sonia by one bike length.

Sonia glanced at her with a hint of disdain, smiling delightfully beneath the helmet.

You've already lost at the starting line, and you still think you can surpass me? How dare you try to compete with me with your mediocre skills?

You've overestimated yourself!

Meanwhile, Emmeline remained composed, making a swift turn effortlessly.

Sonia also displayed her proficiency with the steering, maintaining and even increasing her speed while cornering.

In an instant, she pulled the distance between her and Emmeline by one and a half bike lengths.

Sonia was even more sure of herself now.

After all, bikes can move at very high speeds. And what seemed like a distance of one to two meters, could oftentimes be an insurmountable gap. As the race progressed, the finish line grew closer.

Typically, the difference between who crossed the finish line first and who crossed second was only one or two meters. Sometimes, it was even less. One's arrogance would always be their undoing!

Emmeline coldly snorted. She hunched over the motorcycle, skillfully controlling it.

There was another section with a steep incline just up ahead.

Both motorcycles leaped into the air almost simultaneously, then landed perfectly.

Upon landing, Emmeline revved her bike and moved forward by half a meter.

Sonia could clearly see Emmeline from the corner of her eye.

Feeling slightly pressured, she fully opened the throttle. The motorcycle roared, darting out like a flash of lightning.

She thought she would be able to leave Emmeline behind this time.

She had witnessed Emmeline's acceleration skills last time, and they were not as good as hers.

But when she glanced backwards, she saw that the distance between the two motorcycles was still the same as before!

In other words, when she abruptly accelerated, Emmeline's motorcycle was able to firmly keep up with her.

Sonia grew a bit anxious. There was another uphill section ahead.

She wanted to take advantage of the slope's momentum to push forward more in the air.

However, both motorcycles leaped and landed perfectly.

As the dust settled, Emmeline's motorcycle had actually surpassed her by half a bike length!

This was bad!

Sonia was puzzled in her mind.

Emmeline's motorcycle skills today seemed to have improved drastically compared to when she last saw her.

Could it be intentional?

Was this all a part of her plan to lull me into underestimating her?

With this thought, Sonia's mind grew even more panicked, and her speed noticeably decreased compared to before.

Even the way she handled a sharp turn on a bend wasn't as skillful now.

As a result, Emmeline pulled ahead by a bike length.

Underneath her helmet, Sonia's eyes started to turn red.

I can't lose. I can't leave Struyria!

Abel is right here. As long as I get to stay here, I will definitely have a chance to get close to him!

Sonia's mind grew chaotic.

In the blink of an eye, Emmeline's motorcycle surpassed her by one and a half bike lengths.

At this rate, Emmeline was almost sure to win.

Unless Sonia could turn the tables in the remaining distance, she was destined to lose.

But things were always easier said than done.

I can't lose, I can't lose!

Even if I can't win, I absolutely cannot lose!

Sonia thought to herself.

There was still one kilometer left in the race. The moment of truth was upon them.

As long as Emmeline maintained her current speed and advanced another five hundred meters, the outcome would be clear.

At that moment, another sharp turn came, and Sonia's motorcycle suddenly scraped against the median barrier.

Sparks flew in an instant as the motorcycle flipped, and Sonia was flung up into the air.

Crash! She landed on the grass more than ten meters away.

The supporters from both sides were dumbfounded!

Everyone stood up under the parasols, shocked that an accident had actually happened.

"This is terrible!" Emmeline exclaimed in her mind.

At this point, the race was no longer important; a person's life was at stake.

Twisting the handlebars, Emmeline's motorcycle turned around on the track and crossed the median barrier, rushing towards Sonia.

Squeak! With a piercing screech, the motorcycle came to a stop beside Sonia, emitting smoke.

Emmeline removed her helmet and threw it aside, dismounting the bike to check on Sonia. The supporters were also rushing over from afar.

Two cars quickly sped over across the dirt road beside the track, coming to a stop nearby.

The door on the first car opened as Abel and Benjamin hurried over.

Following them was Luca from the driver's seat.

Meanwhile, the people who got down from the other car were from Sonia's group.