As everyone held their breath for Qiao Ran, they suddenly saw Shen Mubai behind him, pouncing on the motorcycle racer who crashed into them from the right. Both the men and their bikes tumbled down the ten-meter-high slope.
With Shen Mubai's act, Qiao Ran found the chance to withdraw to the right. Qiao Ran quickly stabilized the motorcycle that had slipped on the slope and almost fell. He rode down dozens of meters down the slope and stopped safely.
Qiao Ran quickly turned his motorcycle around and rode up to Shen Mubai.
Shen Mubai and the racer he held were pinned down by the heavy motorcycle. Shen Mubai was on top of the racer, whose head was bleeding profusely, eyes closed, and his pale face indicated he had clearly passed out.
Qiao Ran gently moved the bike away, allowing Shen Mubai to free his injured leg.
"How are you?"
"I'm okay, just some superficial leg injuries!"
"Shall we continue?"
"Of course, to give up now would be too regrettable!"