"Hey, kid, stop! You're going to get us all killed!"
As soon as Ye Feng finished off a zombie, Zombie Maniac Zhang San walked up and whispered in his ear.
"Don't worry, I'll finish them off soon!"
"You guys just rest there. I'll take a bigger cut of the prize money later~"
Ye Feng waved his hand dismissively.
"Kid, that's not what I'm talking about!"
Seeing that Ye Feng didn't stop, Zombie Maniac Zhang San became anxious.
"What do you mean?"
Ye Feng grabbed a zombie's arm to prevent it from biting him, then looked at Zhang San with a confused expression.
"Kid, what do you think this place is? Pretend you can't win, lie on the ground, and we'll clean up the mess!"
At this moment, Throat Ripper Old Wang also came over and said to Ye Feng with some urgency.
"What are you guys talking about?"
Ye Feng was a little bewildered.
"Kid, is this your first time participating in 'Zombie Unleashed'? Do you think you'll surely win the prize if you kill all the zombies yourself?"
"Naive!"
Seeing Ye Feng's clueless look, Throat Ripper Old Wang was so frustrated he almost spat blood.
"What the heck, are the organizers going to welch on their promise?"
Ye Feng frowned.
"Ladies and gentlemen!"
"Tonight, we have a newly added contestant, contestant number 11, the nameless kid. Did he bring you any surprises!"
As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, the punk-styled man's voice resounded throughout the venue.
"Yes!"
"Yes, yes!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
...
The crowd of onlookers cheered in unison.
"Then... surprises are always everywhere, and we, the organizers, have also prepared a surprise for these participating warriors!"
The punk-styled man paused and shouted again.
"Oh no!"
As soon as he heard this, Zombie Maniac Zhang San's face changed drastically.
"Damn it, kid, you're going to get me killed!"
Throat Ripper Old Wang cursed Ye Feng.
"Hey, what are you guys really talking about?"
Ye Feng was a bit depressed. He had only come here to kill zombies and accumulate some usable points, but now things seemed to have taken a turn for the worse?
"Clang, clang, clang~"
Neither Zombie Maniac Zhang San nor Throat Ripper Old Wang paid attention to Ye Feng. Instead, they stared intently at a large iron gate in the arena that was slowly rising. It was the only gate that hadn't been opened.
"Roar~"
A growl, much deeper and stranger than those of other zombies, came from within the iron gate.
Then, in Ye Feng's confused gaze, a massive figure slowly emerged.
"Holy crap, what a huge zombie tiger?"
Seeing the figure that walked out, Ye Feng was very surprised.
It was a gray tiger over three meters long, with a massive body that looked like it weighed eight or nine hundred pounds. Standing on all fours, it was much taller than him.
Although Ye Feng had seen other animals infected by the zombie virus before, this was the first time he had seen such a large creature.
"Roar~"
The zombie tiger let out a roar and pounced on the nearest contestant.
"Ah~"
The person didn't have time to react before letting out a scream. He had been swiped across the chest by the zombie tiger's claws, his flesh and skin torn open, and blood gushing out.
"Roar~"
As the contestant screamed and stumbled towards the edge of the arena, the zombie tiger roared again, rushed to the person, and bit off his entire head, crushing the bones and swallowing them.
"Wow~"
As soon as the zombie tiger appeared, it created such a bloody scene. The onlookers were not scared; instead, they became more excited, cheering wildly.
"That zombie tiger is so fast~~"
Ye Feng frowned slightly. It seemed that after the tiger became a zombie, its strength and speed had not only not decreased but had actually increased.
"Hey, what did you guys mean just now? Killing 100 zombies isn't enough, and we have to kill that zombie tiger to get the prize money?"
Ye Feng looked questioningly at Zhang San and Old Wang, whose faces were grim and serious.
"Damn it, what's in your head, kid?"
"We're at this point, and you're still thinking like that!?"
"That zombie tiger is much harder to deal with than 100 zombies, and you're still thinking of killing it?"
Throat Ripper Old Wang glared at Ye Feng, gnashing his teeth.
"Sigh, tonight's 'Zombie Unleashed' will only have one survivor!"
Zombie Maniac Zhang San sighed softly, looking somewhat despairing.
"Only one survivor, what do you mean?"
Ye Feng looked at Zhang San, who seemed to have aged several years in an instant, with confusion.
"Kid, this is all planned by the organizers. If there's an unexpected dark horse in the bookies' bets, to avoid losses, they'll only leave one winner, and everyone else has to die!"
"You were not favored by many before the competition, so the odds must have been sky-high..."
Throat Ripper Old Wang said as he retreated, warily watching Ye Feng and Zhang San.
After all, only one person could survive in this arena now. Besides himself, everyone else was an enemy. It was a matter of life and death...
"Ah!~"
At this moment, a piercing scream rang out. Another contestant had just become the zombie tiger's meal.
"Hey, kid, I'll do my best to help you later. If you manage to get out alive, remember to give my prize money to my granddaughter. She lives at..."
Suddenly, Zhang San, who had been standing next to Ye Feng, spoke up, giving an address.
Zhang San knew very well that among everyone present, he was the oldest. Although he was called Zombie Maniac, it was only because he fought like a zombie, fearless of pain and death. His strength was not the strongest, and it was almost impossible for him to survive until the end.
As for the other contestants, he knew their natures – they were all cunning and treacherous. Therefore, he could only place his hope in Ye Feng...
"Let's deal with these zombies first~"
Ye Feng neither agreed nor refused. Instead, he picked up his baseball bat and knocked a zombie that was roaring and lunging at him on the head.
Zhang San hesitated slightly, then took the red-tasseled spear from his back and began dealing with the zombies.
"Huh?"
Ye Feng, who was killing zombies, suddenly felt a sense of danger. He instinctively dodged to the side.
"Swoosh~"
A zombie in almost the same position as Ye Feng was instantly cut in half by a large saber. The attacker was Iron Wolf Frieza.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Feng's expression turned cold. If he hadn't dodged just now, Iron Wolf Frieza's saber would have definitely hit him.
"What do you think!"
Iron Wolf Frieza sneered and swung his saber again towards Ye Feng's waist, moving with extreme speed.
Ye Feng stomped back hard, twisting his waist to the side, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow.
Even so, Ye Feng's clothes were cut open, and he could even feel the sting of the saber's wind on his skin!
"Kid, you're slowing down~"
Iron Wolf looked at Ye Feng menacingly, a smug expression on his face.
"This guy..."
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. He had indeed expended a lot of energy by purely fighting about sixty to seventy zombies with his bare hands.
...