After all, they are just rat people, not professional warriors who receive off-the-job training all year round.

Even if he has fought with totem beasts in the deep mountains and forests, he has never learned the ability to laugh and talk in the face of death.

The number one strong man no longer has any ferocious aura.

He was just like the rat people he had defeated, wailing and trembling in fear.

The look in his eyes made Ye Zi hesitate.

The same look has appeared on the faces of my mother, brother, uncle with missing front teeth, the old fool, An Jia, Tutu, and all the villagers.

Through the reflection in the eyes of the number one strong man.

Ye Zi seemed to see himself, resembling a warrior with a broken horn and a bull head.

This look made him hesitate.

The fist with fangs inserted into it cannot fall down no matter what.

And just this moment of hesitation caused the situation to change another 180 degrees.

The number one strong man screamed strangely and suddenly knocked Ye Zi to the ground, turning defeat into victory and riding on Ye Zi.

——After all, this is the boy’s first real actual combat.

No matter how hard Meng Chao teaches, he can't instantly turn him into a calm and precise killing machine.

The strength of Ye Ye's chisel at the left armpit of the strongest man was still too light and the accuracy was not enough. It only paralyzed the opponent with severe pain for a moment.

And he was too soft-hearted to seize the fleeting opportunity.

So much so that he fell short of success and was grabbed by the throat by the strongest man and held down in the sewage, unable to breathe.

The situation took a turn for the worse.

Ye Zi was very upset.

He struggled desperately, but it had no effect at all. Instead, he was punched in the face several times, which made him dizzy. He could only let go of his mouth and nose and let the big ball of sewage choke in.

Seeing the number one strong man spreading the fingers of his left hand again.

The falcon-like talons flashed with a cruel cold light.

The boy's brain, heart and internal organs were all frozen by the chill of death.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Above the top of the strong man's head, there was suddenly a thunderous explosion.

But someone took advantage of him to be furious and focused all his attention on the young man, and punched him hard in the back of the head.

There was a "click" sound of bones exploding from the head of the number one brawny man.

He screamed, rolled to the side holding his head, and spit out the two fried mandala fruits in his mouth.

The red-eyed rat people from the "second" to the "fifth" and even the "sixth" and below all swarmed forward and pinned the strongest man at the bottom.

They either punched or kicked them, trying their best to vent their dissatisfaction at being robbed of too many fried mandala fruits by the number one strong man two days ago.

Or tearing it hard, trying to snatch the remaining two fried mandala fruits from the hands of the strong man who instinctively cowered.

But no one pounced on the leaves.

After all, the boy didn't have fried mandala fruit in his hand, so why attack him?

The leaves hurriedly climbed up from the sewage.

Holding the throat with torn skin and flesh, he breathed hard and painfully.

Wait until he finally regains his breath.

The number one strong man has been completely overwhelmed by the angry red-eyed rat people.

Ye Zi stared at this scene in a daze.

It was as if I understood a lot of the principles of the game in an instant.

"Lord Reaper guessed it right again."

The young man murmured to himself, his tone full of awe.
Chapter completed!