The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300 Popeye on Two Wheels

Roaaar!

43

Finished

Plumes of white tire smoke billowed behind her as sparks showered the tarmac where the footpegs scraped, showing just how insane that maneuver was.

“Holy sh*t…”

Jasper’s jaw hit the floor.

He exchanged bewildered glances with Declan before turning to a wide–eyed Noah, asking, “You never said Bella had god–tier skills like this!

“You absolute scoundrel, Noah!

“After all we’ve been through as brothers, you kept this hidden from us!

“Did you enjoy putting on that panicked acting routine just now?!

“You b*stard!”

Jasper flipped Noah a pair of middle fingers in mock disgust.

Noah was still standing there in a complete daze.

God be my witness!

She only told me she learned a bit from Isaac!

D*mn it, was Isaac this good on a superbike?!

Wait…

Is Isabella that much of a prodigy?!

Picking it up after a single lesson?!

Noah was thoroughly humbled!

He had bragged about putting on a riding masterclass for her!

Who knows how hard she’ll mock me when this is over!

“Good grief…”

1/3

13:08 Mon, Aug 24

Chapter 300 Popeye on Two Wheels

Noah buried his burning face in both palms.

43

Finished

Meanwhile, Damian’s clique had already started cheering moments earlier.

Damian had clinked glasses with Landon, smirking leisurely, “This one is locked in.

“That bumpkin Isabella really thought riding a superbike was a walk in the park.

“Accelerating into an S–bend instead of tapping the brakes?

“Is she out of her mind?

“Lucky for her this club has top–notch crash barriers, or she’d be meeting her ancestors right about now.”

Damian sneered with contempt.

Landon gloated beside him, “Who cares? She dug her own grave.

“I’ve already planned how to blow through my seven million–I’m posting it all over social media to rub it in Noah’s face!”

Just as the words left his mouth, a deafening screech tore through the air as Isabella demonstrated pure violent art before their eyes.

Watching Isabella anchor the front rotor and pivot the entire airborne chassis around the corner, Damian and Landon shot out of their seats.

“That’s impossible!” they gasped in unison.

“How could anyone do that?! That defies the laws of physics!”

How could a human possess that kind of explosive physical power?!

Anyone else would have been thrown from the bike, crashing head–on into the barriers and auto–aborting the race!

How is this possible?!

What kind of monster is Isabella?!

A line from the background briefing flashed through Damian’s mind, Reported to have shattered concrete and iron railings with a volleyball from sixty–five feet away!

So that wasn’t an exaggeration?! That was a literal fact?!

Damian was ready to blow a gasket in sheer disbelief.

2/3

13:08 Mon, Aug 24

Chapter 300 Popeye on Two Wheels

Finished

How did I run into a terrifying anomaly like Isabella?!

Did she grow up eating Popeye’s spinach in the mountains?!

Damian and his entourage were paralyzed in shock.

Touching down on the tarmac, Isabella surged down the circuit like a missile locking onto the Silver–Blue Steelwing.

Guided by the automated racing AI, the waiter carved through the turns.

Hearing the screech of burning rubber behind him, he glanced in the rearview mirror and nearly suffered a heart attack.

Isabella had closed the gap in the blink of an eye.

At every single S–bend, she refused to touch the brakes, hurtling through with sparks showering the deck.

Locking the front rotor at the exact entry threshold, she whipped the airborne tail through the

apex.

Every single turn was executed with surgical perfection!

Like a mechanical demon, she never made a single mistake!

How can her timing be this inhumanly precise?!

If I weren’t the one wearing the AI suit, I’d swear she was running neural auto–pilot algorithms!

Her technique is beyond human capability!

As panic overwhelmed him, the track opened up into an exit straight as the pillars retracted into the floor.

The waiter let out a massive sigh of relief.

As long as I clear this first stage, the straightaways won’t be a problem.

Yet as the thought formed, the second hazard sequence began rising from the tarmac.

Seeing the upcoming obstacle layout, the waiter’s eyes bugged out in pure horror.

Over by the pit rail, Jasper stared at Noah with a bewildered look, “Did you seriously dial in the full suicide trifecta?!”