The pilot emerged from the cockpit with a furious expression, speaking in a dialect that Ye Zi couldn't understand, but judging from his expression, he was probably cursing in that dialect.

"What happened? Is there a problem with the plane?" Wu Dongheng asked.

"What nonsense about the plane having a problem? I personally checked it before takeoff, how could there be a problem?"

"These bastards! The runway is in such a state, and no one notified us, let alone repaired it. They'd be hoping we'd have a bad landing and crash."

After hearing what the pilot said, the group knew that this was definitely a tactic James used to manipulate their mentality.

Ye Zi stood up, straightened her clothes, and then said disdainfully:

"It's something that can't be brought to the table; it only has this little bit of underhanded skill."

The pilot walked to the rear of the cabin, opened the hatch himself, and said angrily:

"Beat these bastards to death."

"No problem."

The tailgate slowly opened, revealing Ye Zi dressed in a flying fish suit with double maces strapped to her waist, and Wu Dongheng dressed in a Zhongshan suit, carrying a suitcase.

Tu Fu and Xiao Touming were on either side of the two, now standing a body length behind them.

The four of them stepped out of the cabin. Ye Zi immediately released her killing intent and pushed forward, then walked towards the group of contestants who were watching the spectacle with a disdainful expression.

Several burly men, of varying races, blocked the road directly in front of them with disdainful expressions. Their muscles bulged, and their eyes gleamed with bloodlust and provocation.

Ye Zi gathered his killing intent, then released it again, heading straight for the location where the group was.

The men's expressions changed; even though they were seasoned killers, they had never seen such intense killing intent.

When Ye Zi walked to within about two meters of the group, her murderous aura intensified, making them feel suffocated.

Ye Zi didn't stop walking, but the people blocking her way were already sweating profusely. However, they could only stand there with their tongues clenched, because they had volunteered to block the way. If they moved aside now, they would lose face big time.

Seeing that the group had no intention of making way, Wu Dongheng and his two companions deliberately slowed down. They didn't want to negotiate with the people blocking their way, but rather to give Ye Zi room to fight, as they were afraid of accidentally injuring her.

Sure enough, as soon as the three made room, Ye Zi swept out with a whip kick, hitting a big man and knocking down the other three in the process.

With his right foot landing, he turned around and swept a whip kick at the three people standing there.

The three of them retreated in unison, dodging the whip kick, but the path for Ye Zi and the other three to advance was also cleared.

Ye Zi glanced at the group with disdain and walked towards her rest area.

After Ye Zi and the others left, someone immediately went to check on the four people who had fallen to the ground. Needless to say, one was dead and three were seriously injured.

After arriving at the rest area, Yezi began to look around.

First, let's talk about the runway. This was a temporary airport. The runway wasn't paved; it was all dirt. They just leveled it and that was it. They arrived late, and the runway was repeatedly run over by dozens of planes.

That's why the landing was so bumpy.

The forty-two cargo planes with different markings represent forty-two strong contenders for the competition. The other three cargo planes have the same markings; they belong to the production crew, whom he had seen during the last competition.

Having talked about the airplane, let's talk about the rest area: a tent, a rugged backdrop, a folding table, and three folding chairs—that's it.

Although the last competition used the same configuration, the size and materials were much better.

Looking around, the other forces were better equipped than them. Only they were like this, so it seemed they were being targeted, and the impact had even spread to their rest area.

Finally, there were the contestants. Apart from those with work badges around their necks and the well-dressed team leaders and their deputies, all that could be seen were muscular, strong men.

Ye Zi is a little over 1.9 meters tall, which is only considered below average height here.

Those who weren't as tall as him were also strong men, with very few women among them.

The problems that Ye Zi could spot, Wu Dongheng could certainly spot as well. After observing the surrounding situation, he said solemnly:

"It seems James has borrowed quite a few spots. You'll be facing more and more united opponents than last time."

Ye Zi still scoffed:

"Scum is scum, and no amount of criticism can change the fact that they are scum."

"If I didn't need to play along with their act, I'd kill them in a heartbeat."

Wu Dongheng grinned. He didn't know exactly how powerful Ye Zi was, but he could only hope that Ye Zi was strong enough. Hearing Ye Zi's evaluation made him feel at ease to place the bet.

Then, carrying his briefcase, he walked toward where James and the others were.

Wu Dongheng began to act, while Ye Zi was not idle. She picked up the box next to Tu Fu and walked to another location, which was the arena.

Upon arriving at the location, he pushed aside those blocking his way, stepped into the arena, threw down the box, and said with a disdainful expression:

"Five million a game, anyone want to die? Come out."

The contestants, who had been enthusiastic, suddenly lost interest.

Steve's rise to battlefield command wasn't just due to orders from the Bald Eagle leadership, but also to genuine competition. They were all defeated by Steve, but Steve was defeated by Leaf.

Only a fool would go and die in a one-on-one fight.

After waiting for a while, no one responded. Ye Zi grinned and shouted:

"Same as always, no limit on the number of people. Five million for each team of Japanese and Koreans, and five million for each other."

The "old rule" Ye Zi mentioned was his old rule. It was the same rule in the last competition, and it's still the same this time, so it's the same old rule.

As soon as Ye Zi finished speaking, a circle of leather suitcases was placed around the edge of the arena, forming a perfect circle, and thirty people walked into the arena.

Ten East Asian faces; judging from their height and appearance, they are Japanese and Korean.

The rest were all Black and white strongmen.

Ye Zi was stunned for a moment. This was predicted, and there are quite a few stubborn people.

Twenty-two boxes, each worth five million dollars, that's one hundred and ten million US dollars, which is a considerable sum.

An excited smile appeared on Ye Zi's face. She reached down, removed the double maces from her lower back, and threw them off the stage.

After a loud bang, the thirty people who had entered the arena rushed towards him.

The reason they didn't make a move earlier was mainly because they were waiting for Ye Zi to disarm. Otherwise, who would be willing to wait for him? A gang beating was their strategy.

This is a life-or-death competition. We need to catch them off guard and strike unexpectedly. Are we supposed to wait for the referee to yell "start"? Besides, there's no such thing here.

Ye Zi's favorite weapon wasn't actually the mace, but unfortunately, the system only gave her the mace technique, and the mace was easier to use, so she didn't change it.

Actually, Ye Zi's favorite weapon is something called the One-Legged Bronze Man.

Simply put, this thing is a one-legged bronze statue, extremely lethal, capable of wiping out a large number of enemies with a single swing.

You can't find bronze statues, but there are plenty of muscular men here. Although they are not as sturdy and durable as bronze statues, they are about the same size, and there are more than one, so it's easy to find materials.