"Why should I cooperate with you? Have you all forgotten so easily who attacked me just now?"
"Who was deliberately putting on a show with Tie Lang, pretending to help me defend, but actually intending to let the zombie tiger or Suo Hou Zhe Lao Wang kill me?"
Ye Feng looked coldly at the nervous Wolf and Bei, with no intention of cooperating with them.
"Kid, are you stupid? That zombie tiger's target is all of us now!"
Wolf glared at Ye Feng, his tone very urgent.
"In my opinion, the zombie tiger's target is you, not me~"
With that, Ye Feng quickly retreated outwards.
"Kid..."
Bei was about to speak but suddenly stopped, because the zombie tiger had already lunged at him and Wolf.
"Damn it, kid, you t-"
"Roar~"
The zombie tiger roared and swiftly lunged towards Ye Feng's head.
"As expected of a zombie, after fighting for so long, its speed hasn't weakened~"
Ye Feng, who easily dodged, was quite pleased.
Immediately, Ye Feng threw a right hook at the zombie tiger's cheek, making its entire head tilt to the side.
"Wow~"
A cheer erupted from the crowd again.
The zombie tiger had been virtually toying with the other contestants, slaughtering them one-sidedly. Now, someone could finally fight back, which excited them greatly!
"Roar~ Roar~"
Ye Feng's punch seemed to have enraged the zombie tiger. It roared several times and fiercely lunged at Ye Feng.
From close proximity, Ye Feng could even feel the vibration caused by the creature's massive body stomping on the ground.
Just as the zombie tiger was about to bite Ye Feng, he suddenly shifted to the side, evading the tiger's bite, and simultaneously delivered a powerful punch to its front leg.
"Bang!~"
Ye Feng's fist, encased in a metal glove, struck the zombie tiger, making it stumble.
Before the tiger could react, Ye Feng pushed forward, moving behind the zombie tiger, and unleashed a rapid barrage of iron fists.
"Bang bang bang~........"
In just a few seconds, Ye Feng landed dozens of punches on the zombie tiger's hind legs, knocking it to the ground.
"Roar~"
The zombie tiger roared and got up from the ground, extending its front claws, which were like iron hooks, and swiped at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng dodged again. After all, it was a zombie tiger, infected with the zombie virus, and he didn't want to be infected...
Subsequently, Ye Feng, wearing his metal-gloved fists, continuously hammered the zombie tiger's various body parts with powerful blows, while the zombie tiger could do nothing to Ye Feng, as Ye Feng was much faster than it...
...
"An interesting little fellow~"
From the viewing platform, the graceful woman in the qipao kept her gaze fixed on Ye Feng.
Beside her, the one-eyed middle-aged man remained silent, his face as dark as a gathering storm, as if a downpour was imminent...
...
"Bang!~"
Ye Feng knocked the zombie tiger down with another punch and then walked up to it, facing it directly.
"Roar~"
The zombie tiger roared and leaped up, lunging fiercely at Ye Feng from above.
"I've trained enough, it's time to finish this!"
Ye Feng stomped hard on the ground, causing faint cracks to appear on the stone floor.
Then, Ye Feng drew his baseball bat, tossed it upwards, and followed with a double-fisted strike.
"Clang~"
A loud metallic impact rang out.
After being struck by Ye Feng's powerful fist, the baseball bat, like a large bullet fired from a gun, let out a whistling sound and shot upwards from below towards the zombie tiger's jaw.
"Pfft~chi~"
The baseball bat instantly plunged deep into the zombie tiger's jaw.
Before the creature could react, Ye Feng stepped forward and delivered another heavy punch to the handle of the baseball bat.
"Clang~"
The immense impact drove the baseball bat entirely into the zombie tiger's head.
"Chi~~ Kaka~"
After a rapid series of sounds, it pierced through the back of the zombie tiger's skull.
The next second, the previously ferocious zombie tiger collapsed powerlessly to the ground, motionless!
"Ding~"
"Host has killed a mutated zombie tiger, gaining 15 usable points~"
The system's prompt sounded immediately.
"This zombie tiger grants quite a lot of usable points~"
Ye Feng was rather surprised but then understood.
"Wow~"
The surrounding crowd was silent for a moment, then erupted into deafening cheers and shouts.
"Champion!"
"Champion!"
"Champion!~"
...
Ye Feng ignored the onlookers, whose eyes were wide and faces flushed as if they had taken stimulants, and walked towards a large iron gate.
"Hey, stop pretending, the zombie tiger is dead!"
Ye Feng kicked Zhang San's "corpse" and said indifferently.
"Cough cough~ My apologies, I was injured and fainted just now~"
Zhang San's "corpse" lay on the ground for a while longer before he slowly got up and replied to Ye Feng with a sheepish grin.
"This guy..."
Ye Feng's mouth twitched. He had clearly seen this guy playing dead, and even peeking at Wolf, Bei, and his fight with the zombie tiger...
"Less nonsense, go get the prize!~"
Ye Feng looked at Zhang San, who was bruised and battered but seemingly unharmed, and ordered.
Because he had sweated profusely from the prolonged fight, much of Ye Feng's makeup had smudged. He naturally didn't want to claim the prize himself to avoid exposure. Even though the area was dimly lit by fireflies, he didn't want to take any risks.
Furthermore, he didn't know the procedure for claiming prizes and might get tricked.
Therefore, Ye Feng decisively asked Zhang San, an old hand who had participated in the competition before, to go!
"No problem, no problem~"
Zhang San, who had just narrowly escaped death, walked towards the prize podium with a beaming smile.
...