It seems now that the battle between the two has concluded, and our side has lost.
Some of the timid people have already started to slowly retreat backward, hoping to slip away quietly.
"Uh, ah ah..."
Sol's facial features have twisted together.
He reaches out, constantly trying to attack the opponent, but this kind of strength is not even worth mentioning in front of Tie Dan, completely ineffective.
"Hehehe..."
Tie Dan seems to enjoy this moment, his bloodied and mutilated eyes complement the increasingly sinister smile on his face.
However, at this moment, a person in the room, who they have constantly ignored, moves.
That person is Zhang Xiaoman.
Zhang Xiaoman hadn't made a move all this time to assess Sol's strength, and at the same time compare the differences in pure physical constitution between Genetic Warriors and Mutants.
Now, after the observation, he basically has a grasp of the forces on both sides.
