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

Su Jin was confronting the mirror image of the faceless man who used the same long sword as her. Their swordsmanship was exactly the same, and every exchange was like looking in a mirror.

A fine layer of sweat had already seeped onto Su Jin's forehead, and her movements began to show signs of slowing down, while the faceless man maintained the same rhythm.

Chen Ye attacked from the side, his spear piercing the faceless man's chest. The faceless man's blade halted, his body stiffened for a moment, and then he fell forward.

Su Jin sheathed her sword and took a step back. She glanced at the faceless figure on the ground that was dissipating, then looked up at Chen Ye: "Thank you."

Chen Ye didn't stop, and his figure shot out again.

Next up are Wang Ze and Yang Qing.

Wang Ze's gravity field had almost no advantage against his mirror image, the Faceless Man. Both could use the same gravity control, which canceled each other out. His fighting style was more inclined towards support and control, lacking a means to deliver a fatal blow.

After entering the gravity field, Chen Ye's body was still affected to some extent, but thanks to his strength and physical attributes, as well as his Extreme Shadow state, his speed was not slowed down much.

It was also a single shot that killed him.

Yang Qing's battle was similar; he fought the Faceless Mirror Man to a standstill, with neither side able to gain the upper hand.

Chen Ye's arrival ended the battle in seconds.

These mirror-image faceless beings were generated according to the strength of their respective targets, and were naturally no match for Chen Ye.

Jiang Ning and Yang Minghui also finished their respective battles, and they both used items to kill their opponents.

At this moment, Zhao Hai appeared in front of Li Jiahao, his right fist, wrapped in swirling air currents, smashed down from above, blasting the head of the mirror image faceless man apart.

Li Jiahao watched as the faceless body in front of him slowly dissipated, then glanced at Zhao Hai's posture as he withdrew his fist. He remained silent for a moment before speaking, "Thank you."

Zhao Hai nodded slightly without replying, then turned and walked to Chen Ye's side.

He took off the Xuanwu ring from his finger and handed it to Chen Ye: "Here you go."

Chen Ye didn't reach out to take it: "Brother Hai, you keep it for now. Your fighting style also needs a protective item."

Zhao Hai glanced at him, then slipped the Xuanwu Ring back onto his finger: "Alright, I'll give it to you when you need it."

Yang Minghui stood beside Liang Jing's corpse, glanced down at the body pierced by twelve throwing knives, remained silent for a moment, and then shook his head slightly: "I told you not to participate in this trial, but you wouldn't listen."

Liang Jing's eyes were still open, but her pupils had lost their luster, and the expression on her face was frozen at the last moment.

Yang Minghui squatted down, reached out and closed her still-open eyes, then stood up, pushed up his frameless glasses, and turned to walk towards the light gate.

The portal in the hall has been opened.

"Let's go, let's get out."

Chen Ye put away the Dragon Scale Ancient Halberd and strode towards the gate of light.

Others followed suit.

The nine people passed through the portal of light one after another.

……

at the same time.

The Hall of Gluttony Trials.

The trials here have just ended.

A group of five people had just stepped out of the portal. Leading the way was a bald man in his forties, with a muscular build like an iron tower, a angular face, and a steady gaze.

He was followed by four team members, walking at a moderate pace, each with only one mark of sin above their head.

The five people stopped in front of the gate of light. The bald man at the front of the group turned around, his gaze sweeping across the hall, lingering on Gu Qinghuan for a moment, as if he was considering something.

A moment later, he withdrew his gaze and led his four teammates into the portal.

Five figures disappeared into the light behind the door.

Gu Qinghuan, Wen Ning, and Zhou Yating followed closely behind.

The three of them stopped at the same time as they walked in front of the gate of light.

Gu Qinghuan turned around, and twelve flying knives hovered at her side, trembling slightly, with their tips pointing outwards, forming a semi-circular defensive array.

Wen Ning and Zhou Yating stood on either side of her. Black mist swirled around Wen Ning's fingertips, while a wisp of icy blue light condensed on Zhou Yating's right fingertip.

All ten people in this trial ground passed the trial. The first five to walk out were from the same team. Now, besides Gu Qinghuan and her two companions, there are two other people in the trial ground.

It was Zhang Zhen and Guo Yang, who had been robbed by Chen Ye.

Neither of their teammates came to this training ground; they participated alone.

Guo Yang's gaze fell on the twelve throwing knives beside Gu Qinghuan, his pupils suddenly contracted, and then his gaze moved upwards, landing on the mark of sin above Gu Qinghuan's head, the crown-shaped mark of arrogance particularly eye-catching.

"Damn! Are they going to rob us again?"

Guo Yang couldn't help but swear.

"It seems that's the case. This woman is in the same group as the guy who robbed our Proof of Wrath before. We can't give it to her this time. Even if we die, we'll take the Proof of Sin with us."

Chang Chen is ready to fight tooth and nail.

Gu Qinghuan stood still, her gaze calmly sweeping over the two faces. Then, she flipped her hand, and the two pieces of evidence of rage that she had obtained from Chen Ye yesterday appeared in her palm.

"I'll exchange these two Proofs of Wrath for the Proofs of Gluttony you just acquired."

Her tone remained calm.

Zhang Zhen's pupils contracted sharply. He stared at the two tokens of rage in Gu Qinghuan's palm for two seconds, then looked up: "Exchange?"

Gu Qinghuan: "Yes, if you're not willing to exchange, then I'll have no choice but to kill you."

A threat, a blatant threat.

Her tone remained calm, without any deliberate emphasis, but coupled with the twelve slightly trembling throwing knives beside her, every word carried an undeniable weight.

Zhang Zhen and Guo Yang exchanged a glance.

Chen Ye snatched their Proof of Wrath from them, so it could be said that the Proof of Wrath in Gu Qinghuan's hands originally belonged to them.

But they wouldn't lose out if they traded it, since they needed the Proof of Wrath anyway, so trading it wouldn't be a loss.

Zhang Zhen was silent for a moment, then after weighing his options, he said, "If it's a change, that's fine."

Guo Yang frowned and glanced at Zhang Zhen, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded slightly: "Then let's change it, since we don't have any evidence of rage anyway."

Without hesitation, the two took out a black plaque shaped like a silver cup from their storage space and handed it over.

Gu Qinghuan handed over the two Proofs of Wrath, and the two completed the exchange.

She examined the two Gluttony Tokens in her palm, and after confirming they were correct, she put them into her storage space. Then she retrieved the twelve throwing knives beside her.

She didn't linger any longer, turned around and led Wen Ning and Zhou Yating out of the portal.

The three figures disappeared one after another into the light behind the door.

Guo Yang watched Gu Qinghuan and the other two disappear into the distance, his brows furrowed, his tone tinged with obvious frustration: "Why are we so unlucky? We keep running into people from their group."

Zhang Zhen stored the evidence of his rage into his storage space, then glanced at him sideways: "Anyway, it's a one-for-one trade, so we're not at a loss, are we?"

Guo Yang's brows furrowed even more: "Isn't it a loss? The Proof of Wrath that she gave us was originally ours. She's exchanging our things for ours."

"Alright, she only suggested exchanging it because she was worried we'd both suffer. If she had just stolen it, we'd be left with nothing but evidence of our crimes to die with. Do you want to die?"

After Zhang Zhen finished speaking, he strode towards the light gate.

"What bad luck."

Guo Yang stood there and cursed, then started walking and followed.