Ji Wanqing is not Li Xiang, she is good at close combat, but in the face of countless xenomorphs, this has become a fatal injury.

From the moment she stepped out of the steam armored train, the audience knew the result of this collaborative competition, she could have hid in the captain's room, at least even if the train was swallowed by the Void Wormhole in the end, she would definitely die after Li Xiang.

Whoever survives at the end will be the winner of this competition.

But Ji Wanqing didn't make such a choice, and even made a choice the moment she saw the situation in the commander's room, without a trace of hesitation.

At the moment when Ji Wanqing was swallowed by the void wormhole, Li Xiang's hands were also pressed on the console in the commander's room.

He had never seen such a complex mechanical console, but with the floating boat control technique he learned from Wang Chongyue, coupled with his extraordinary mechanical talent, he had an instant insight into the general operation of this complex console.

"This guy is a natural mechanic!" There were many real mechanics on the VIP seat, some of them worked for Wessex, some of them sat in big powerful families, and some of them were educating students in universities, but without exception, they were all shocked by the amazing talent shown by Li Xiang.

Only the inner circle of mechanics understands that the importance of talent cannot be replaced after joining their profession.

No matter how diligent an apprentice is, he can't become a master without talent.

Like most of them, day after day, year after year, they were still getting farther and farther away from the highest one on the mountaintop, even if they put more effort into it.

Therefore, the professors of steam mechanics at various universities accept their disciples to see their talents first, and Wessex allocates a large amount of money every year to invite those outcropping mechanical geniuses to participate in their training programs.

Along the way, it is difficult for Li Xiang to be famous in terms of mechanical talent, and being recognized within the polar night shows that he is already the best among his peers, and this competition shows a terrifying ability to learn and explore, which is the last straw that crushes the hearts of all masters.

"Whatever you do, you have to pull him into your school. At this moment, the same sentence sounded in the hearts of countless steam mechanics professors.

Scholars especially value gifted and capable students, for whom research is a lifelong dream, and having a student who can carry on their legacy or even carry it forward is another long-cherished wish.

In the light curtain, Li Xiang didn't know that his actions had caused such a big wave in the mechanical circle, the pale golden gears in his eyes rotated at high speed, anyway, this ability couldn't be hidden from others, at this moment, he couldn't hide it anymore.

With the assistance of pale gold gears, Li Xiang's mechanical mastery ability rose to an unprecedented height, quickly mastering the control method, and then getting started with complex operations and deceleration and docking.

Driving a steam-armored train is the hardest of all means of transportation, let alone such a huge steel beast.

But Li Xiang didn't panic at all, he slowed down calmly, turned, and smoothed the body, according to his estimate, if he stopped in dozens of seconds, he could not rush into the void wormhole.

And Ji Wanqing, who was overwhelmed by the xenomorphs, was silent, and soon a large group of xenos rushed out of it, and if it went on like this, before the train stopped, those xenos would rush into the carriage.

Li Xiang looked at the windshield in front of him, and suddenly pressed the alloy boxes on both sides, and two thick steam jets shot out, and the whole person rushed out of the commander's room and flew into the air.

Clang!

A monstrous xenomorph slammed into the metal track above it as it pounced, making a dull low roar, and its body was broken in two, falling bloodied from the air.

Li Xiang clasped the pursuer with both hands, and with the momentum of the steam motorized device, he cut these xenos like chopping melons and vegetables, I don't know if it was the reason why the goddess of calamity reduced the difficulty of the task, at least until now, he had not encountered any powerful xenomorphs.

Among the xenos, the critical xenomorph is the most dangerous, and even a level 1 magician may be killed in an instant, so he will naturally not be an opponent.

But there are so many xenos, all of them are all kinds of small minions, and there is not a single borderline xenomorph.

His rush stopped those xenomorphs who were trying to pounce in vain, and in front of him, the void wormhole actually had a faint tendency to converge, seeing this, Li Xiang gritted his teeth and flew straight to the wormhole.

"What is he going to do?" The glamorous young woman and the moon star spirit in her arms couldn't understand Li Xiang's operation, they could block it, the train began to slow down, and the wormhole was shrinking, and retracting into the captain's room at this time should be the safest way to win.

As for whether the task can be completed, it depends on whether the train has time to stop and how quickly the wormhole shrinks.

But rushing over now, it is undoubtedly looking for death.

"I'm afraid to save that girl. Gus suppressed a shock in his heart that he hadn't felt for a long time, and speculated word by word, "The cooperative competition is not over, which means that both of them are still alive." ”

"It's really crazy, isn't it? That's a void wormhole, in the past, when this kind of thing appeared on the border, the entire army would immediately retreat back to the safe zone, and he rushed into it alone?"

Yue Xingling couldn't help nodding: "I haven't heard of anyone taking the initiative to rush the wormhole. ”

"I've heard one. Gus took a big sip of water, and had to admit that this little guy had more courage than he imagined, and if it were him, he didn't have any idea of rushing into the wormhole.

Even if it's just a simulated battle.

That fear will still be deeply ingrained in my heart.

Why is the information of xenomorphs and calamities completely blocked, and why is the live simulation battle also mosaic and fuzzy?

It's because those things are so maddening, they make people crazy, they can't bear the impact of negative emotions, and they turn out to be either stupid or crazy.

Not to mention facing an old nest like a wormhole.

But in his memory, there was such a person who did it and came back alive.

So far, it has embarked on an invincible road that has pushed several generations.

"Who is it, Dad, don't lie to me, it's a Void Wormhole, and inside it is the lair of Calamity!" Moonstar was skeptical, but when Gus softly pronounced the name, she and Moonberry both believed it.

"The current White King. ”

in the light curtain.

Li Xiang's figure disappeared into the void wormhole that had shrunk to the size of the front of the train.

At this rate, by the time the steam armored locomotive sped here, the wormhole would have disappeared.

As soon as he rushed into the wormhole, Li Xiang felt as if he had been deprived of light.

It's filled with a disgusting smell and a desperate and crazy negative mood.

Those wriggling and squirming xenomorphs are all over the wormhole, making people go crazy, and I'm afraid that they will die of insanity in a few minutes.

Bang!

The sound of sonic booms of fists rubbing against the air continued.

Ji Wanqing, who was covered in blood and didn't look like a human form, was still fighting, her earthy yellow uniform had been broken and clean, and all the black bandages on her body had fallen off, revealing a vibrant girl's body, but the dense ancient martial arts marks on it made people's scalps numb.

There are every inch of skin, no wonder it is usually covered with black bandages, for a girl, these marks destroy all the beauty of her body.

The live broadcast was naturally unceremoniously given a huge blur, but the audience still understood that Ji Wanqing, who had been in the wormhole for so long, was afraid that she would not be in shape for a long time.

At this moment, countless people have replaced her resolute fighting image with the sexy poster of the Venus Group.

"What are you doing...... Come. ”

Ji Wanqing raised her head, and Li Xiang was silent for a while.

"I can't die here, one day, I'm going to kill all the people in the tarot before I can go to hell. Ji Wanqing looked at him proudly, and suddenly threw two black things.

The sound of the metal is crisp and heavy.

It was her alloy box, and there was still a lot of gas in it, which was specially left for Li Xiang to go out.

"Get out. Ji Wanqing quietly spit out a word, her eyes were scarlet, which was a sign that her consciousness had been corroded by negative emotions, and at this moment she was completely involved in the play, feeling that all this was true.

Under such circumstances, she was burdened with a deep hatred of blood, lost consciousness and fought numbly, but she did not hesitate to give Li Xiang the opportunity to leave.

For this girl, Li Xiang had a sense of admiration for the first time.

Some people say that hatred makes people strong, but in fact, hatred also makes a type of person cherish any important feelings around him more than anyone else.

The encounter and conversation between the two in the wormhole is invisible to most viewers, all they can see is the locomotive that is speeding outside but about to stop, and the bloody sky and tracks, as if it is really the end they are going to experience.

Bang!

After the loud bang, the Void wormhole closed completely, and the locomotive stopped abruptly a few meters in front of the wormhole.

A black figure ejected from within, carrying two copies of the steam motorized device.

At that moment, there was no cheer, no sound.

The dead silence is terrible.

[The Guardians have completed their mission, but this cart of tinder will eventually reach a certain point, and this point, will there be greater despair waiting for them?]

His consciousness was blurred for a while, and Li Xiang was forced to pop out of the spatial gate.

It's just a battle, but it's like a life.

Returning to the pillar of light, the pillar of light belonging to him was a little thicker, and the pillars of light around him suddenly became fewer, and the first thirty were about to be released.

But Li Xiang's mind was full of Ji Wanqing's final battle posture.

The Guardian, the feud between the two, the last spark of humanity......

Are these things really just the fictional background of the goddess of calamity?

After a long time, the audience gradually burst into applause, and then the applause became heavier and heavier, gradually spreading to the stands at all levels.

It was the most exciting of all the competitions in 60 to 30.

Not only did the audience see the strength of this group of trialists, but also saw the horror of xenomorphs for the first time.

For hundreds of years, the human camp has been fighting bloody battles with such enemies, even if they are constantly compressed and cannibalized, they are still tenaciously alive.

......

City No. 0982.

Inside a cheap mechanical shop.

The old ghost was sipping melon seeds, drinking soju, and quietly looking at Li Xiang in the light curtain, there was a short old man beside him who was struggling to swing his iron fist and bombard a piece of hot steel, and as his fist fell, the steel continued to make strange crisp sounds.

"Hey, old ghost, did your apprentice win?"

"Won, remember what you said, and get him a real essentia cold weapon. ”

"Cut, then you have to wait until he really enters the top sixteen, isn't there another one? Speaking of which, it's rare to see that you are so interested in an apprentice, really so powerful?"

"You say, but then again, the goddess of calamity actually showed those things of xenos to ordinary people without any scruples when she simulated the environment. ”

The sound of striking iron stopped abruptly.

"It's the first time. ”

"Well, for the first time. It looks like our good days are coming to an end. ”

The short white-haired old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and when he ran over, the light curtain had already switched to a new battle, he drank a large sip of soju, and sat on the chair panting, and under the dim light, neither of the two old men dared to speak loudly.

After a long time, the old ghost lit a cigarette and said slowly: "Yes, the sky is going to change." ”