Hearing this analysis, many players in the group nodded in agreement.
Among all the players in the C13 Zone, those who could attend this auction were at least in the top tier, even if they weren't the strongest.
They knew perfectly well how dominant vehicles were at this stage. Even if Su Ye's attributes were higher than theirs, there had to be a limit to how much stronger he was.
Surely flesh and blood couldn't withstand a car crash head-on?
Even a glancing hit from one of those speeding vehicles would leave him dead or gravely injured.
Meanwhile, on the highway, after his brief shock passed, Yan Tan stared at the fiercely burning vehicle wreckage, his eyes becoming bloodshot.
"Don't be scared! He must have a ranged throwing talent. Charge in and run him over!"
Yan Tan roared.
He had also seen everyone's analysis in the Auction Group. He knew that if their opponent didn't die today, they were all doomed.
The other players of the Windchaser Alliance steeled themselves as well, their gazes vicious as they floored their accelerators.
Engines roared like wild beasts as nineteen vehicles continued charging toward Su Ye with unstoppable momentum.
"A swarm of ants with a death wish."
Watching the vehicles sweep toward him, Su Ye's lips curled into a cold smile.
Then, with a thought, a menacing heavy weapon gleaming with a cold metallic sheen appeared in his hand.
Vulcan Gatling!
Its pitch-black barrels radiated an aura of death in the darkness.
Su Ye held the devastating weapon, weighing dozens of pounds, in one hand as though it weighed nothing, and aimed its barrels straight at the oncoming vehicles.
"Ratatatat!"
Deafening gunfire instantly tore through the stillness of the night.
The barrels spun wildly, spewing dazzling tongues of flame nearly half a meter