My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas)
Chapter 599

Chapter 599

No one managed to see clearly how fast Ashlyn was.

The sound of applause and cheers from the audience echoed through the place. It was such an exhilarating scene to watch.

S undoubtedly lived up to the God of Cars title. Everyone was thrilled by how S managed to escape when she got caught in a pincer movement by the other parties under such a difficult circumstance.

The broadcasting platform was once flooded with celebratory comments on S's performance.

S is the God of Cars!

God of Cars! God of Cars! God of Cars!

Despite that, Lucas was still anxious and worried, and he just could not feel at ease.

He fixated his eyes on Ashlyn, who was still on the racing track. All he could do was silently pray for her to arrive at the finishing line safely.

The commentators had finally recovered from the astonishment.

Santiago was so excited that he began stammering, "O-Oh my goodness! I've just witnessed a legendary scene! My God! I-I have no words! S, you're incredible!"

His words were full of respect as though he was a fan expressing his admiration for an expert.

The other commentator was even more so agitated than the former. "Oh, God! Never in my life have I seen someone pulling off such high-standard techniques this delicately! My God! I love you, S! Can I get a hug from you after the race?"

He did not restrain himself from fanboying on the spot.

As she had been surrounded by the two cars just now, there were already numerous cars ahead of Ashlyn, blocking her way.

Surrounded by the blaring noises of the engines, she stared intently at the cars ahead of her.

Ashlyn stepped hard on the accelerator without a single trace of hesitation.

The sound of the engines was deafening, and the black smoke from the back rose in the air. Ashlyn kept her eyes focused on the road ahead as she skillfully controlled the steering wheel. With the speed of lightning, Ashlyn took over one car after another that was ahead of her.

Just then, at the Speedway of Death, a white race car lost control and drifted across the racing track before blocking the way right in front of Ashlyn.

The distance between the two cars was so close that everyone broke into a cold sweat watching the scene. It would be over for Ashlyn if she hit the brake, as stopping the car while driving at such an incredibly high speed would only result in losing control of the car just like the white racing car.

Everyone could not help widening their eyes in such a critical situation. They could feel their hearts leaping into their throats.

The weak-hearted ended up closing their eyes, afraid of witnessing the horrifying scene.

They would be utterly devastated if they were to witness the downfall of the God of Cars, S.

Ashlyn was turning the steering wheel vigorously as she stepped on the brake. With that, she finished off with yet another perfect drift and successfully dodged the white racing car in front of her. After that, she sped ahead.

Behind her, the racers, who were not as skillful as her, crashed their cars into the white racing car one after another.

With a loud boom, the cars burst into flames.

The racers hastily escaped from the cars. One of them was even lit on fire. The rescue team arrived just in time to stop the fire from spreading. Fortunately, there was no car explosion. However, the racer was injured and had to be sent to the hospital immediately to receive treatment.

Nonetheless, the race went on.

The commentators were still delivering their comments and reports dutifully about the situation in the venue.

"My goodness! S's beyond impressive! S reacted so quickly, and his driving skills are superb!" exclaimed one of the commentators.

"S must've been enlightened! He's driving at the speed of the bullets! It's giving me the adrenaline rush!" another person raved.

On the track, Ashlyn was faced with continuous curves.

Not only were the curves steep and elevated, but there were also three sharp curves ahead to get through.

The cars in front of Ashlyn had all slowed down when they arrived at this challenging part of the racing track in the hope to get through it safely. Whereas Ashlyn was still driving at the fastest speed as though she could go through these curves and slopes just as she did on flat grounds. Santiago could not contain his excitement. "Goodness! S is speeding up despite the curved roads! I see no sign of him slowing down. What is S trying to do?" "Does he have a death wish?" another commentator chimed in worriedly, his eyes red. "Stop! S, No! You're going to die if you don't stop!"