At this moment, the beasts are watching the battle on the stand.

"That's Meng Song from your base, right? A level 3 speed and strength psychic. I remember last year when the zombies besieged your city, I saw him smash three level 2 zombies with one punch, and tear a level 3 zombie apart with his bare hands just by strength."

Humanity at Base 3.

"It's him. Meng Song is the strongest warrior in our base." A gloomy light flashed in Base No. 2's eyes.

Meng Song is the ninth-ranked fighter in their base.

In the middle and late stages, other superpower users gradually left behind basic superpowers such as speed and strength, but Meng Song was different.

His speed ability training is only at the first level, but his strength is top-notch among the psychics in their base!

He was a famous boxer before the end of the world. After awakening his power, his strength is several times that of an ordinary power user!

Although he is currently a level three psychic, his strength can reach level four, and he can even compete with level five strength psychics.

They remembered that Han Qingxia was very powerful and a multi-system psychic, but in a comparison of pure strength, she might not be as powerful as Meng Song!

Everyone couldn't help but wait and see Han Qingxia's frail little body being hit by Meng Song's hammer and pressed to the ground crying.

"Your base really spent a lot of money this time." said Base No. 3.

He had just finished speaking.

"Bang--"

The sound of a fist hitting flesh.

Everyone saw Meng Song, who was leaping forward like a giant tank, suddenly froze in place.

Meng Song still had two hammers in his hands. At this moment, two gaps were smashed into his hammers, and a girl rushed out from the gaps and came right in front of him.

Gave him a punch in the heart.

Straightforward and simple, no frills.

A punch to the flesh.

His muscles, as strong as rock slabs, seemed like tofu in her hands, leaving a clear fist mark.

Meng Song felt that all his internal organs were displaced by this punch, his chest was pumping blood violently, and all the bones in his body were cracked.

A showdown of pure strength.

He looked in shock at the girl in front of him who was only one-third his size.

"This is the real power." Han Qingxia raised his head.

Crushing power!

"Bang!"

The next second, Meng Song's head was bent more than 90 degrees by a kick. After he spat out a mouthful of blood foam, his whole body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

When he landed on the ground, he was like a piece of soft meat without bones. His mouth made a "whoa" sound and spit out a pool of broken internal organs.

Everyone stood up when they saw this scene.

Han Qingxia knocked out the strongest man in their base with one punch!

Crush!

This is a crush!

Han Qingxia never fights on equal terms with others, and she always crushes them when she makes a move!

Soon they saw Han Qingxia running down the road.

An extremely fast master from Base 2 attacked Han Qingxia from behind.

When he was about to launch a sneak attack, Han Qingxia seemed to have foreseen his actions.

Xu Shaoyang raised the long sword in her hand and stabbed it directly into the attacker's head without even looking back.

Han Qingxia kicked the attacker ten meters away into the pile of zombies.

The zombies quickly pounced on him and started to bite him, making a groaning sound.

The third one is a fire-type mutant.

The fourth and fifth ones who came at the same time were water and gold-type psychics.

The fifth group that rushed over was seven or eight zombies.

None of these people were able to withstand a single blow from Han Qingxia. Even her supernatural powers couldn't be forced upon her. They were all defeated by cold weapons using pure strength.

All the ordinary survivors sensed the situation at the scene and couldn't help but hide behind Han Qingxia.

Because they also discovered that there was no human or zombie that could enter Han Qingxia's body!

When Lu Qi Yan and others on the stage saw this scene, their frowns gradually relaxed.

The eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

This is Han Chungha!

Han Qingxia has always amazed them with her absolute strength!

Even if they were combined, they would not be a match for Han Qingxia, let alone those people!

Qin Ke, who was guarding the exit, saw Han Qingxia killing people everywhere and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

Beauty boss, the best!

At this moment, Base No. 2 was shocked and nervous.

Oops, oops.

How can you be so strong!

Less than a minute after the battle started, half of their ten most powerful psychics were killed!

He suddenly realized that he was not only betting five million tons of food against Han Qingxia, but he might also lose the ten strongest psychics in his base!

This won’t work!

As he watched nervously, Han Qingxia killed another psychic.

Kill!

Kill them all!

"Everyone, stop attacking Han Qingxia!" The people in Base No. 2 suddenly shouted, "Kill those ordinary people!"

He thought about the rules of the match.

It's not just about killing your enemies, it's also about killing ordinary people.

Whoever kills more wins.

He must win!

Must win!

At this time, there were only four psychics from Base No. 2 left on the scene. They paused in their attack and turned their attention to the ordinary people hiding behind Han Qingxia.

Han Qingxia took advantage of their pause and dodged another psychic with his long sword.

At this time, there were only three psychics left on the opposite side.

There are two more bases, one and three.

At the same time, zombies gathered from all directions.

Five hundred zombies.

All the corpses of the psychics that Han Qingxia had just killed were thrown over to feed the zombies.

Most of the zombies were attracted by the food and had been gnawing on it for a long time. Now they all came over.

However, when Han Qingxia threw those psychics over to feed the zombies, he had them stabbed, so those psychics were already dead and would not turn into zombies.

At this time, a dense tide of zombies rushed towards the crowd in the center.

These zombies had just enjoyed a delicious meal, and there was bright red blood on their mouths, hands, and bodies.

They were baring their fangs and claws, and were covered in blood. Some were zombies that had been dead for many years, while others were new zombies that had obviously only been dead for a few months.

But no matter what kind of zombie it was, they all had a pair of gray zombie eyes wide open with a bloodthirsty red light, howling, with bloody mouths wide open, and rushed over one after another.

“Ah——”

“Ah——”

“Ah——”

Zombies kept coming towards me.

When ordinary people saw the zombies rushing towards them, they felt even more helpless and panicked.

You have to know that even when they participated in the competition, they only had ten zombies at the beginning!

Now there are five hundred zombies on the scene!

They have so few people that there aren't even enough to share among the zombies!

The group of people huddled in the middle in fear. A child who was only seven or eight years old and his sick mother were pushed to the outside of the crowded crowd.

He was sold in by his father.

His father is also a power mutant and was selected into the middle circle to become a base guard. Although his strength is definitely not as strong as those present, he is also extremely superior.

He initially told him and his mother that once he entered the middle circle he would try to bring them in as well.

But later, he said he couldn't take them in, but he would try to send them food.