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

"I saw it without you saying it."

Zheng Xiao's voice was a notch lower than usual.

Wei Jie rested his elbows on the table, saying nothing. The expression on his face was no longer as relaxed as in the previous rounds.

They witnessed the entire process of Guo Yang being torn apart and devoured on the ring.

Wu Gang sat in his seat, his body taut like a string about to snap. His back was straight, but his hands, clasped on his knees, were trembling very slightly.

If he had flipped the "Duel" card just now, he probably would have ended up like Guo Yang. With the opponent being so ruthless, he even felt that Zheng Xiao was somewhat kind and approachable.

In this round, apart from Guo Yang dying, the betting coins for everyone else remained unchanged.

Chen Ye looked up at the opposite side and noticed that Zheng Xiao's expression was not very good. Wei Jie, who had been talking a lot, was no longer urging them to start the next game. He suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction.

He then turned his gaze to the middle-aged man in the black suit at the head of the table: "Let's continue."

The middle-aged man maintained his standard smile, as if the bloody tearing and biting on the ring had never happened.

He nodded slightly: "Now we will begin drawing the passengers for the fifth round of the duel between the two sides."

The light screens in front of the eight people began to change simultaneously, and new cards slowly emerged in the center of their respective light screens.

Chen Ye stretched out his finger and pointed to the card in front of him; it was still the "Guessing Game" card.

Lu Qingchuan's card was also turned over, and it was also a "guessing" card.

Chen Ye's gaze fell on the light screen in front of Gu Qinghuan, who was pointing at the card in front of her that had not yet been turned over.

The moment the cards flipped over, the words "Duel" appeared clearly on the screen.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

This result pleased him even more than if he had drawn the duel card himself.

He believed that Gu Qinghuan could win this game as long as Zheng Xiao wasn't the one to draw the duel.

As Chen Ye had hoped, the player who flipped the "Duel" card on the opposite side was Wu Gang, who had less than 6000 points.

When Wu Gang saw that he had the "Duel" card, his pupils contracted sharply for a moment.

"The guessing game will now begin. Please place your bets within two minutes."

The voice of the middle-aged man at the front rang out again.

The light screen in front of the eight people switched to the guessing interface.

The betting in this round is even faster than in the last round.

Gu Qinghuan unsurprisingly received all 6 votes.

"Both sides enter the field."

The middle-aged man's voice faded.

Gu Qinghuan stood up from her seat, and just as she was about to walk towards the ring, Wu Gang, who was sitting opposite her, suddenly shouted, "I concede."

Wei Jie whirled around, his gaze fixed on Wu Gang's profile: "You're giving up before you even step onto the field?"

Wu Gang turned his head to meet Wei Jie's gaze: "Her points are almost three times mine, so what difference does it make whether I advance or not?"

Actually, he was scared. He was afraid that he would end up like Guo Yang, without even having the chance to admit defeat.

"How the hell are we supposed to know what her talent or abilities are if you don't go up there yourself? Are you out of your mind?"

Wei Jie's voice rose several octaves, and his speaking speed was twice as fast as usual.

He straightened up from the back of the chair, and you could feel his barely suppressed anger even through the tabletop.

"I'm not going anyway."

Wu Gang acted as if he were a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.

He had also considered the consequences. If their train won in the end, Zheng Xiao would definitely settle scores later, but if he went up, he might die immediately.

"Your parents really wasted their time giving you this name, 'Wu Gang'? I don't think you have any strength at all."

Wei Jie was so angry at his teammate that he was about to explode. If Wu Gang had stood on the stage for even a minute, they would have known about Gu Qinghuan's talent and abilities.

Zheng Xiao turned his head and looked at Wei Jie's face: "Alright."

Wei Jie's lips moved, but the anger that had risen to his throat subsided by half in Zheng Xiao's gaze.

He gritted his teeth, glanced at Wu Gang again, and finally sat back down.

Zheng Xiao leaned back in his chair, his gaze slowly sweeping over Wu Gang before returning to his seat: "This game is over."

One of the three circular cursors above Wu Gang's head had disappeared, and the game was over when he said "I concede".

"Now we will begin drawing passengers for the sixth round of the match between the two sides."

The voice of the middle-aged man at the front of the room rang out at just the right moment.

The light screens in front of the eight people on either side of the long table changed again.

The new card emerged from the center of the light screen, its edges shimmering with a subtle glow.

Chen Ye stretched out his finger and pointed to the cards in front of him.

The moment the card flipped, the words "Duel" lit up in the center of the screen.

He leaned back in his chair, his gaze passing over the tabletop and landing on the burly figure in camouflage across from him.

After so many rounds, he and Zheng Xiao still couldn't meet.

The key to winning or losing this game lies in whether he can kill Zheng Xiao.

Chen Ye tapped his fingertips lightly on the edge of the table; he actually preferred to face Zheng Xiao sooner.

He has two betting coins left. He has already used up the White Tiger Seal, but he hasn't used any of the other items yet. It's hard to say how many items he'll have left after a few more rounds.

Across the long table, Zheng Xiao also finished flipping his card.

The word "Guessing Game" was displayed on the card in front of him.

Zheng Xiao's expression didn't change much. He turned his head and looked at the still-lit screen in front of Wei Jie on his left.

Wei Jie's cards haven't been revealed yet.

His finger hovered above the light screen for about two seconds before falling down.

The moment the fingertip touched the card, the card flipped over, and the words "Duel" on the card lit up clearly.

Wei Jie's pupils contracted very slightly for a fleeting moment.

By this time, everyone else had already finished flipping their cards.

"The guessing game will now begin. Please place your bets within two minutes."

The voice of the middle-aged man at the front rang out again.

The light screen in front of the eight people switched to the guessing interface.

"Don't rush to place your bets." Zheng Xiao frowned when he saw that Wei Jie was facing Chen Ye on the betting interface. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Bet on Chen Ye to win this round, and Wei Jie to concede."

Wei Jie's expression froze for a moment. He turned his head to look at Zheng Xiao: "Still admitting defeat? I've already admitted defeat once. If I admit defeat again, I'll only have one betting coin left."

Are you confident you can beat him?

Zheng Xiao turned his head to look at Wei Jie, his tone flat, as if asking a question whose answer was already clear.

Wei Jie's lips moved slightly, and his gaze fell on the figure opposite him. Chen Ye was sitting there, relaxed, and didn't even look at him intentionally.

"not sure."

He eventually admitted it.

"Then admit defeat."

Zheng Xiao withdrew his gaze, pointed his finger at the light screen in front of him, and the number of votes below Chen Ye's name on the interface jumped from 3 to 4.

Yu Wei glanced at Wei Jie, said nothing, and pointed to Chen Ye's name with her finger.

Wu Gang swiftly followed suit and placed his bet, then muttered under his breath, "You still have the nerve to talk back to me? You just admit defeat anyway."

Wei Jie naturally heard it too, but this time he didn't refute it. He naturally wouldn't go against Zheng Xiao's wishes, and said, "I concede this round."

As soon as he finished speaking, another circular cursor above his head disappeared.

He didn't even have a proper duel, and he only had one betting coin left. He conceded defeat twice against Chen Ye.

At this moment, he was no longer as composed as he had been at the beginning, and the smile on his face had completely vanished.

Chen Ye had naturally guessed this outcome. If Zheng Xiao really wanted Wei Jie to fight him, they would have continued fighting after exchanging props when they met before. Obviously, Zheng Xiao didn't think Wei Jie could beat him, so he didn't dare to gamble.

"Let's move on to the next game."

Wei Jie urged, his words already revealing obvious anxiety.