Death Train: SSS-level talent right from the start!

Tang Jingxin's gaze passed over Jiang Ning and landed on Chen Ye, who was watching the show at the entrance of the passage.

Chen Ye leaned against the rock wall, his arms crossed over his chest, his expression unchanged.

He showed no intention of making a move, nor did he intend to leave; he simply watched, like a bystander sitting in the audience.

Tang Jingxin stared at him for about two seconds, then looked away.

He didn't actually trust Jiang Ning; he trusted his own S-level talent and his level of 9.

If he could easily kill Chen Ye, Jiang Ning wouldn't dare to make any moves, no matter what ideas he had. Once he tamed Jiang Ning, his team would have one more S-class combatant. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned; Chen Ye's strength was beyond his imagination.

"I advise you to leave now. After the trial, stay in the insect hive and spend the rest of your life with these insects; at least you'll survive. There's no point in you fighting me now. Can you kill me?"

Jiang Ning's voice came from the other side, her tone even carrying a hint of sarcasm.

Tang Jingxin's golden vertical pupils contracted slightly, his chest heaved violently twice, and then he took a deep breath: "Fine, I guess I'll just consider myself unlucky to have believed your nonsense."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the other side of the passage, his spear trailing behind him.

Jiang Ning stood there, watching Tang Jingxin's back.

He loosened the bowstring, let the longbow hang at his side, and exhaled a long breath.

The heartbeat in my chest was slowly subsiding from its high-speed state, and the roar of the Emperor's engine was changing from sharp to deep.

He won.

Tang Jingxin has left. After the trial ends, Chen Ye will most likely be waiting for Tang Jingxin at the station. If Tang Jingxin dares to return to the station, Chen Ye will not let him go, and he will also help him.

With Chen Ye, Zhao Hai, and himself, Tang Jingxin has no chance of survival.

He no longer poses a threat to Chen Ye, but Tang Jingxin will. Once this trial concludes, Tang Jingxin will surely reach level 10 or even higher. He believes Chen Ye will not leave this trouble behind.

He won this gamble, which was unequal from the start.

He gambled that Chen Ye had enough strength to contend with Tang Jingxin, that he could avoid being killed by Tang Jingxin by relying on his high agility if Chen Ye didn't make a move, and that everything would go smoothly.

Once Tang Jingxin is out of carriage number five, he can focus on developing his abilities and even plunder resources from other passengers to strengthen himself. He would rather die than become someone else's lackey, not even the top-ranked passenger.

Just as Jiang Ning completely relaxed her guard, Tang Jingxin turned around.

His body had already gathered power during the turn, his waist and hips rotated, his right arm pulled back, and his center of gravity shifted from his back foot to his front foot.

Then, he threw the spear in his hand like a javelin.

The moment the spear left his hand, the blue light on its body suddenly shone to its extreme, like a blue lightning bolt compressed to its limit, tearing through the air and emitting a sharp, ear-piercing explosion.

It moves so fast that its trajectory is almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

The blue light drew a straight line, heading straight for Jiang Ning's heart.

Jiang Ning's pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints.

The Emperor Engine exploded within him, its roar suddenly rising from silence to its peak.

His body suddenly tilted to the right just before the spear arrived.

The angle of tilt was beyond the limits of what a normal human could achieve, with the upper and lower body twisted at an exaggerated angle.

The spear grazed his right arm.

The gun tip tore through the fabric of the down jacket, leaving a deep gash in the skin.

Blood gushed from the wound, flowing down his arm and dripping onto the gravel ground.

The spear didn't stop, continuing to fly forward with that piercing whistling sound.

Jiang Ning recovered from her tilted position and staggered a couple of steps before regaining her balance.

He covered the wound on his arm with his left hand, and blood gushed out from between his fingers, quickly soaking his entire sleeve.

The spear traced an arc through the air, flying nearly a hundred meters before its tip pointed downwards and embedded itself in the ground twenty meters in front of the passage entrance.

"Bang--!"

The spearhead sank into the gravel, the gun vibrated violently twice, emitting a buzzing metallic sound, and then fell silent.

Tang Jingxin stood still, the spear no longer in his hand, his hands hanging limply at his sides, his scale-covered fingers slightly curled.

The golden vertical pupils were fixed on Jiang Ning's direction, filled with resentment.

He had put all his strength into that shot.

All the power of a level nine S-rank talent was staked on this one gamble.

Jiang Ning managed to dodge it after all.

The spear missed Jiang Ning and instead flew in front of Chen Ye.

"Hey! They're bringing me equipment."

Chen Ye's voice came from the direction of the passageway, with a hint of a smile.

His body had already moved.

He pushed off the ground with his right leg, crushing the gravel beneath his feet, and sped off like a cannonball toward the point where the spear would land.

The 14 points of agility attribute took effect at this moment, and the distance of more than 20 meters was covered in less than two or three seconds.

Tang Jingxin's reaction was a beat slower than Chen Ye's.

It wasn't because he was slow, but because he was farther away than Chen Ye.

He only reacted after Chen Ye started, and with a sudden push of his legs, his entire body flew like a cannonball toward the point where the spear would land.

Both of them had their sights set on that long spear.

Chen Ye arrived first, and the moment his right hand gripped the gun, Tang Jingxin also arrived.

A black fist came crashing down from the side, its surface covered in tightly packed black scales, hurtling straight toward Chen Ye's head with a whooshing sound.

Chen Ye held a gun in his right hand and clenched his left fist.

The heavy artillery was fired.

The golden halo burned to its fullest extent on the surface of the fist.

The black fist and the golden fist collided head-on.

"boom--!"

Chen Ye's power level remained at 90 points.

Without his spear, Tang Jingxin could not activate his spear skills. Although the strength bonus from his talent was still there, without the weapon's additional attributes and the skill's triple amplification, his strength dropped by more than half.

His fist slammed into Chen Ye's fist, and the sound of bones cracking exploded in the empty space the moment the black scales collided with the golden halo.

"Snap—!"

The sound was so clear it made your teeth ache.

Tang Jingxin's right arm was bent backward at an abnormal arc, with her elbow twisted nearly thirty degrees in the opposite direction. Bone fragments pierced through the flesh, and dark red blood stained the white bone.

His body flew backward as if he had been hit by a car.

It flew more than ten meters away, crashed heavily to the ground, and rolled twice before coming to a stop.

The gravel beneath him was crushed, and dust rose up.

Tang Jingxin lay on the ground, her right arm hanging at an odd angle by her side, bone fragments protruding from her elbow, blood flowing down her arm.

He tried to stand up by bracing himself with his left arm, but fell back down halfway up, his golden vertical pupils bloodshot.

Chen Ye didn't look at him again.

He turned around, bent down, and pulled the spear from the ground.

The gun felt cool to the touch, with fine lines on its black metal surface. Blue light bands on the gun body flowed slowly, as if some kind of energy was flowing within the gun.

He summoned the item's attributes, quickly scanned it, and sure enough, it was blue quality.

"Chen Ye, come back."

Just then, Jiang Ning's voice came from the direction of the passageway.