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

Lei Xing was less than three meters away from the Mirror Master. He leaped high into the air, his right fist clenched and pulled back to its limit. White air currents swirled and swirled on the surface of his fist at high speed, as if a thin film of compressed air was wrapped around his fist.

"Gathering Energy Fist!"

Lei Xing's right fist suddenly slammed out.

The white aura swirling around the fist exploded the moment the punch was thrown, tearing through the air and hurtling towards the Mirror Master.

The Mirror Master raised all six of his thick arms at the same time, and six weapons met Lei Xing's attack from different angles.

The giant hammer collided head-on with Lei Xing's fist.

"boom--!!!"

The moment the fists and hammers collided, a loud bang exploded in the square.

The Mirror Master's other five arms completed their respective attacks at the same time.

The long sword slashed down from above, striking Lei Xing on the shoulder.

The longsword pierced from the side, its tip embedded in his ribs.

The spear rose from below, its tip aimed at his abdomen.

The giant axe slashed horizontally, the blade cutting into his waist.

The steel fork pierced down from above at an angle, its tines embedding themselves in his back.

Five weapons, from five different angles, struck Lei Xing almost simultaneously.

Lei Xing's body trembled violently in mid-air. His dark gray skin was marked with several shallow white marks from the simultaneous blows of the five weapons, but it was not cut open or pierced.

His high physique of 51 points prevented him from being instantly dismembered like the young couple before him.

But it wasn't without its price.

A tremendous force emanated from all five weapons simultaneously, sending Lei Xing's body flying backward through the air like a baseball hit by a bat.

His back hit the ground, and he rolled twice before coming to a stop.

Lei Xing pushed himself up from the ground, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He staggered back seven or eight steps before regaining his balance.

The white marks left by the weapon on his dark gray skin were slowly fading, but the dull pain in his chest told him that if he were attacked like this a few more times, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

As Lei Xing was knocked back, Chen Ye's body soared into the air. Taking advantage of the moment when the Mirror Master's attention was focused on Lei Xing, he aimed the tip of the Demon-Slaying Halberd at the Mirror Master's head in the middle.

The spear, imbued with 60 points of power, thrust straight forward, unleashing its full force in this single strike.

"clang--!"

The sound of metal clashing exploded in the night sky, sparks flying everywhere.

The spearhead pierced the Mirror Master's full-coverage helmet, leaving not even a white mark.

The recoil force traveled from the gun back to Chen Ye's arm, making his hand go numb.

Chen Ye frowned slightly. A full-force thrust with 60 points of strength should leave a mark even on a tank's armor.

This boss's defense far exceeded his expectations.

His body began to fall through the air.

Su Jin's attack arrived at the same time.

She swung her long sword from seven or eight meters away, unleashing a silver-white wave that tore through the air and headed straight for the side of the mirror master's head on the right.

"clang--!"

The blade wave struck the helmet with a crisp metallic clang, then exploded on the helmet's surface, dissipating into countless tiny specks of light.

It was equally impenetrable, leaving not even a trace.

Zhao Hai leaped up from the left side of the Mirror Master and delivered a powerful punch to the temple of the Mirror Master's left-side head.

"boom--!"

His fist slammed into the helmet, producing a dull thud.

Then Zhao Hai was thrown away by the recoil, flying backwards through the air as if he had been hit by a car, flying more than ten meters away before crashing heavily to the ground.

The Mirror Master retracted the arm holding the giant axe, then raised it high again, slashing down at Chen Ye's head with an extremely fast speed, accompanied by a whistling sound as the air was torn apart.

The moment Chen Ye's right foot touched the ground, the axe blade was already less than a meter above his head. He had no time to dodge, no time to even adjust his posture; he could only grip the spear with both hands and raise the Demon-Slaying Halberd horizontally above his head.

"clang--!!!"

The giant axe slammed into the gun, and the immense force transmitted down the gun. Chen Ye's arms sank down suddenly, and the gun almost pressed down on his head.

His legs were slightly bent, and the mirrored floor tiles beneath his feet were shattered, with cracks spreading outwards.

The mirror master's other five arms were also raised.

Chen Ye's pupils contracted slightly.

Instead of resisting head-on, he suddenly exerted force with both arms, pushing the gun upwards and creating a gap in the giant axe.

Using the gap, he tapped his feet on the ground several times, freeing himself from the pressure of the giant axe and moving out of the Mirror Master's attack range.

He stepped back more than ten meters and stood next to Lei Xing.

Both of their gazes were simultaneously fixed on the silver-white figure that was striding forward.

"This thing's defense is much stronger than I expected; my attacks are like tickling it."

Lei Xing's voice was low, and the blood at the corner of his mouth hadn't been wiped clean yet.

Chen Ye did not respond.

He was looking for an opportunity.

Just then, a throwing knife, accompanied by a violent tremor and buzzing sound, pierced through the air and arrived.

The sound was sharp and piercing, like a small turbine engine running at high speed.

The vibration frequency of the throwing knife was so high that the outline of the blade was almost invisible to the naked eye; only a silvery-white light could be seen drawing a straight line in the night.

The speed is astonishing.

The distance between Gu Qinghuan's position and the Mirror Master was more than fifty meters, but the throwing knife took less than a second to traverse that distance.

"puff--!"

The throwing knife embedded itself in the mirror's chest.

The tip of the knife penetrated nearly a centimeter into the armor, and silvery-white liquid seeped out from the wound.

The Mirror Master's body suddenly stopped, and the throwing knife in his chest was still trembling.

Chen Ye turned his head to look behind him.

Gu Qinghuan stood at the front of the crowd, her right hand outstretched with fingers spread, facing the mirror owner. Then she changed her gesture, bringing her five fingers together and pointing forward with two fingers together.

The throwing knife embedded in the mirror master's chest suddenly vibrated several times more frequently.

The buzzing sound went from sharp to piercing, and from piercing to almost exceeding the range of human hearing. The silver light on the blade became blindingly bright.

The blade was pulled from the wound in the armor, hovered in the air for less than a second, and then stabbed at the Mirror Master's chest again.

The Mirror Master's six arms swung simultaneously, the six weapons drawing six dark golden arcs in the air, attempting to catch the throwing knife that was swiftly thrusting into its chest.

But the throwing knife was too fast and too small. Each of the Mirror Master's swings was half a beat too slow. By the time the weapon swept over, the throwing knife had already changed position.

Chen Ye's gaze was fixed on the wound on the Mirror Master's chest, which was being repeatedly stabbed by the throwing knife.

The wound was small, almost negligible compared to the Mirror Master's eight-meter-tall body, but it was expanding, and silvery-white liquid was seeping out from the crack.

This is the only effective damage they have dealt to this boss so far.

Chen Ye retrieved the Demon-Slaying Halberd.

The spear disappeared from his hand and was returned to his storage space.

A pale golden halo began to appear on his fists, like a golden flame compressed to its limit covering his entire fist surface.

Faced with a monster of this strength, every punch he throws from now on must be delivered with the skill "Mighty Cannon" to inflict effective damage.