Chapter 51

Feng Yuxiao made a bold decision.

He instructed Feng Miwan to pit early and switch to fresh tires, leveraging the speed advantage of the new tires to overtake her opponents before they pitted.

“Got it! Preparing to pit!”

On lap 12, while most teams were still watching and waiting, Feng Miwan’s car suddenly entered the pit lane!

An ultra-fast 2.8-second tire change!

After exiting the pits, she temporarily dropped further back, but now equipped with brand-new soft tires!

“She’s pushing hard! Lap times are improving!” an engineer monitored the data.

Feng Miwan sped along the outer track, using the new tire advantage to repeatedly set personal best lap times.

Meanwhile, the opponents ahead of her who hadn’t pitted yet were all on worn tires.

A few laps later, the strategy paid off!

As the mid-pack teams pitted one after another, Feng Miwan used the time advantage she’d built up on track, and her position rocketed upward!

“P7!”

“P6!”

“P5! She’s up to fifth! The strategy worked!”

The position changes on the big screen were dazzling, with Feng Miwan’s name leaping upward, drawing waves of gasps and applause.

“Maple Grove Racing Team’s strategy is genius!”

“Sister Wan’s chance has come!”

At this point, Song Zhe and the leading Jiang Chengfeng had only just completed their pit stops.

Song Zhe exited the pits right behind Feng Miwan!

With the race halfway done, the on-track situation became clearer.

Jiang Chengfeng maintained the lead with steady pace and a favorable starting position.

Feng Miwan climbed to second, Song Zhe third.

The top three in the championship standings formed the final lead group!

But Feng Miwan’s challenge was far from over.

Her tires, used earlier than planned, were wearing faster than those of Jiang Chengfeng and Song Zhe.

She could feel the car’s grip slowly declining.

“Little Wan, tire management—preserve those tires, the race is still long,” Feng Yuxiao reminded her.

Song Zhe applied constant pressure from behind, but he seemed more cautious than yesterday, waiting for a better opportunity.

The race entered a cruising phase that appeared calm but was rife with undercurrents (drivers maintaining steady speeds to save tires and wait for chances, between the start and sprint).

The gaps between the three hovered around 1 second—no one could easily pull away or overtake.

Seeing Feng Miwan’s car no longer as nimble as at the start, Xiong Yibai’s fingers unconsciously clenched slightly.

The final fifteen laps! The true battle began!

Feng Miwan’s tire degradation seemed worse than expected; Jiang Chengfeng gradually pulled a small gap, while Song Zhe closed in even more!

Feng Yuxiao: “Little Wan, hold on! Jiang Chengfeng’s tires are dropping too! This is your chance!”

Feng Miwan took a deep breath, focusing all her attention on control, using finer throttle and brake inputs to compensate for the tire deficit.

The final ten laps!

Jiang Chengfeng experienced a slight rear slide exiting a corner, quickly corrected but losing a bit of speed!

“Opportunity!”

Feng Miwan’s eyes sharpened as she instantly closed the gap!

In the following high-speed corner (a corner with large radius and high entry speed, demanding high aerodynamics and handling stability), she used the brief slipstream vacuum (the low-pressure zone formed under a car at high speed, affecting the car behind) from Jiang Chengfeng’s car to dart alongside—wheel-to-wheel!

“Feng Miwan makes her move! She’s alongside Jiang Chengfeng!”

The crowd stood up!

The two held wheel-to-wheel through several corners, but Feng Miwan ultimately completed the crucial overtake with a bolder line and daring courage!

Up to first!

“She did it! She’s in the lead! From tenth!”

But her tires were on the brink!

Behind her, Song Zhe capitalized on their battle to pass Jiang Chengfeng, rising to second and rapidly closing on Feng Miwan!

The final five laps!

Feng Miwan’s car showed slight slides in corners, each time saved by her astonishing control.

Song Zhe prowled like a shark scenting blood, constantly probing for openings.

“Defend! Little Wan! Full defense! He’ll try at the end of the straight!” Feng Yuxiao shouted.

The final two laps!

Into the long straight, Song Zhe used the slipstream to lunge inside for the overtake!

“Here it comes!” Feng Miwan focused intently.

Just as Song Zhe was about to gain the overlap, Feng Miwan made an extremely bold move!

Instead of the standard defensive line, she subtly squeezed inward—not a collision, but using airflow and positioning to disrupt Song Zhe’s front downforce!

This subtle interference caused a split-second instability in Song Zhe’s car at top speed, forcing him to ease off the throttle to stabilize.

That hesitation of a fraction of a second! Feng Miwan held her position! And with superior exit speed, she opened a tiny gap again!

The final lap!

Feng Miwan drove the imperfect car with every ounce of strength and control, fending off Song Zhe’s last attempt in the corners, crossing the line first!

The checkered flag waved for her again!

P1! The unbelievable Double Crown King! From tenth on the grid to victory in Main Race 2!

Song Zhe second, Jiang Chengfeng third.

After crossing the line, Feng Miwan was nearly exhausted in the cockpit, sweat soaking her through.

But joy and exhilaration instantly overwhelmed the fatigue.

She drove back to parc fermé, leaped from the cockpit, and frantically searched the crowd for that figure.

When she spotted Xiong Yibai, she couldn’t hold back anymore—she rushed over and hugged her tightly, fiercely!

Xiong Yibai staggered back a step from the impact but caught her, one hand gently patting her back, the other arm around her trembling shoulders.

The deafening cheers, the lingering engine roar, the pop of champagne corks… all sounds seemed isolated, as they formed their own world in that embrace.

“I did it… Yibai… I really did it…”

Feng Miwan’s voice was muffled, tears quietly soaking Xiong Yibai’s shoulder.

From tenth on the grid to the top step of the podium—the pressure and hardship all released in this moment.

Xiong Yibai tightened her arms and whispered in her ear:

“Mm, you did it. You’re the undisputed champion.”

The hug lasted a long time, until the media flashes intensified from the sidelines and Feng Yuxiao approached with an ecstatic smile. Only then did Xiong Yibai pat Feng Miwan’s back and murmur:

“Alright, everyone’s watching. There’s still the ceremony ahead.”

Feng Miwan finally lifted her head sheepishly, eyes and nose tip red, but her smile dazzlingly bright.