Everyone else on the field looked towards Base No. 2, their eyes lighting up.

Base No. 3, who had just been on good terms with Han Qingxia, smiled slightly but said nothing.

Ning Mo's brows did wrinkle for a moment, but he quickly relaxed them and said nothing.

I'm even looking forward to Han Chung-ha's next game.

Han Qingxia is capable and has a good chance of winning. If he wins, he wins, but if he loses, he can be the hero to save the damsel in distress.

"My Qingxia will not participate. If you want to watch, I'll do it." Lu Qi Yan said.

"No, No, No," the manager of Base No. 2 waved his finger, "We agreed to Ms. Qingxia's proposal and modified the beast for her sake, so we wanted to see Ms. Qingxia's heroic figure. If our friends at Base K1 are worried about her safety, then this is the way to go."

"If we find that Miss Qingxia's life is in danger, we will suspend it at any time. But in this case, even if you lose and pay double the bet, our lives will remain the same."

He looked at Han Qingxia with a sly smile on his face.

There was an unexpressible irony in the words.

Han Qingxia met his gaze and walked forward. "No need. Just do as we said before, but you must follow the bet. I'm betting five million tons of grain on me to win!"

After Han Qingxia finished speaking, the people at Base No. 2 on the opposite side were obviously stunned.

Five million tons!

The zombie inhibitor they sold at their last auction was only 2.5 million tons!

Their base once cheated Base No. 3, and the total stock of food was only more than 6 million tons.

Han Qingxia dares to bet 5 million tons!

"Why, you can't afford to play?"

The manager of Base No. 2 took a deep breath and said, "It's not that we can't afford it. We have so much food in our base. Do you have that? You just say you have 5 million tons. If you lose, what will you get as compensation?"

Han Qingxia smiled, "Ning Mo, he said I can't afford to lose, can you be my guarantor?"

Ning Mo heard this and thought of Han Qingxia's family's sprawling plantation. If others didn't know about it, then he must know about it. He said without hesitation, "Okay, I'll guarantee it for you. If K1 Base can't afford it, I'll pay for it."

Having said that, the people at Base No. 2 could no longer sit still.

His eyes flickered, and after a few flashes, he thought hard, "Okay, but we're betting so much, I require our base to send out ten psychics, but you can only be one person."

"On what basis!" Qin Ke and his threesome all became angry.

"Otherwise, the bet will still be based on 100,000 tons." Base No. 2 said slowly.

He didn't dare to take such a big risk, so he had to try his best to suppress Han Qingxia.

In this case, Han Qingxia would definitely not dare to accept the challenge.

But before he finished speaking, Han Qingxia responded directly, "It's settled! Whoever regrets it is a cuckold, and the bet will be paid! Everyone, watch!"

Han Qingxia agreed without hesitation, then she pulled out Xu Shaoyang's knife from behind, made a move with the others, and headed straight down to the fighting arena with the knife in hand.

When the manager of Base No. 2 saw her go down, his brows twisted into a "川" shape under his mask.

Oh no, it’s hard to get off the tiger!

Now they are forced by Han Qingxia to provide 5 million tons of food.

If they lose, their base will suffer heavy losses!

No, that would have directly cut off half the life of their base!

Can't lose!

Must not lose!

The people from Base No. 2 turned around and said to their subordinates, "Send out the ten strongest people in our base!"

You can't lose at all!

Seeing the situation develop to this point, the remaining two bases all became more interested.

Anyway, they didn't follow the bet, they just bet 10,000 tons each.

If we lose 10,000 tons, we lose, but we can see a big show later.

If either base No. 2 or base K1 loses, it can rewrite the fate of several bases.

Especially Ning Mo, he looked at Han Qingxia who had already left. It would be best if Han Qingxia lost. If she lost, her base would suffer heavy losses, and he could still come to the rescue.

soon.

The remaining three bases all sent people.

Number One and Number Three just randomly sent a little psychic to mess around.

Today is not their game, there is no need to fight.

Base No. 2 sent out the ten strongest kings of their base.

Han Qingxia was standing in the center of the fighting arena at this moment. In front of her were a hundred ordinary people who were cowering in fear.

There are few people with bloodthirsty and murderous eyes.

There is no such thing as voluntary joining.

Most of them are elderly people and women and children who are weak in combat or sick.

Many of them were even sold here by their relatives.

Because they don't have much labor and can't create any value by living, it would be better to send them here to be cannon fodder and add 50 kilograms of food to their families.

This kind of voluntary action is more terrible than forced oppression.

"If you want to survive, hide behind me."

Han Qingxia said.

The people who were participating in the beast fight raised their heads and looked at Han Qingxia in panic and confusion.

At this time, a group of people wearing heavy armor came down.

All of them were equipped with formidable weapons.

There are very rare tridents, spike rakes, bayonets, etc.

After these people died, they all looked at the young girl holding a knife in front of them with ferocious eyes.

Their eyes were as fierce as those of wild beasts. They couldn't help but sneer at such a young woman.

She's just a woman, it'll be easy to deal with her later.

On the other side, people from bases one and three were also sent down.

They walked to the other side and distanced themselves from Han Qingxia and the people from Base No. 2.

“Ah——”

“Ah——”

“Ah——”

Zombies screamed in alcoves and cages on all sides.

Five hundred zombies were packed into all the cages, waiting only for the order to rush out and tear people apart.

At this moment, there were people from all over the world sitting in the audience seats on the stage.

Everyone on Lu Qi Yan's side looked at Han Qingxia nervously.

Xu Shaoyang and Jin Hu all held onto the railings, staring intently at the five-meter-deep pit below, ready to jump down at any time.

Qin Ke had already strolled to the locked exit and had inserted a small wire into the keyhole.

"I declare a beast fighting contest--" The manager of Base No. 2 looked gloomily at Han Qingxia below.

"Start--"

As he finished speaking, all the cages and the chains on those people were opened.

The smelly zombies were freed and rushed out of the cage, running madly towards the living people in the center.

The ordinary contestants were so scared that they huddled together and tried their best to hide in the middle.

The ten contestants from Base No. 2 all had the same goal, rushing towards Han Qingxia.

The first one to rush up was a strong man holding a pair of hammers. He was nearly two meters tall and weighed two hundred kilograms.

He is a person with both speed and strength, and ranks ninth among the top ten masters in Base No. 2!

His explosive muscles could crush a person's skull.

He swung his iron arms and fists like two meteorites rumbling towards Han Qingxia.

There was a determined look on his face, as if he would see Han Qingxia being hammered into a pulp in the next second.

Han Qingxia looked at the big guy rushing towards him, raised his wrist, and clenched his fist with one hand.

"Let me show you what real power is."