There was an explosion and a burst of dust filled the air. Leon and Master Li stared blankly in the direction of Yan Yan and couldn't help but swallow.
The two of them were dealing with the incoming corpse puppets while paying attention to the situation on Yan Yan's side. Several times they were almost injured by the corpse puppets due to their lack of concentration.
In fact, getting injured is not a big deal to them.
However, if they are injured by a corpse puppet, even a small wound, they will either die or be assimilated into a corpse puppet.
Once injured by a corpse puppet, it will be infected with the zombie virus, and within twenty-four hours, it will be transformed into a walking zombie with only bloodthirsty instincts.
For this reason, they had to admire Yan Yan's courage and domineering attitude.
For a person to face the mutated zombies head-on, without fear and able to attack calmly, this is extremely difficult for them.
The dust cleared away, revealing Yan Yan's graceful figure and the hideous and ugly body of the mutated zombie.
At this time, Yan Yan relied on his strong physical strength to continuously bombard the mutated corpse puppet's body. However, this monster's body was too tough and it was difficult to cause substantial damage.
As time went by, Yan Yan's expression became serious. After all, many corpses had accumulated around her, and when her movement space was reduced to the point where it was difficult for her to use her fists and kicks, the result would be disastrous and very tragic.
Likely to be torn into pieces.
"Drink!" With a sweet shout, Yan Yan clenched his fist and hit the mutated zombie puppet hard on the chest.
The red skin was so slippery that it made Yan Yan feel sick, but it could not hurt the monster.
Suddenly, the mutated corpse puppet waved its huge fist and slashed at him.
Yan Yan's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and then she jumped away to avoid this heavy blow.
Just when she was about to jump up, a corpse puppet behind her suddenly pounced over, disrupting Yan Yan's rhythm.
Caught off guard, Yan Yan withstood the mutated corpse puppet's heavy punch, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards towards the place where the corpse puppets were densely packed.
"Master Yan Yan!" Leon exclaimed, trying to rescue him but he couldn't save himself.
"Boy, why doesn't your master use fighting spirit? With her physical strength and fighting spirit, that mutated corpse puppet is no match for her!" Master Li asked in confusion.
Although he thought Yan Yan was acting cool, at this point, there was no need to hide it anymore?
Leon smiled bitterly, but he didn't know how to say it, and finally turned into a sigh.
At this time, Yan Yan was lying on the ground, with mixed feelings in his heart and a variety of different emotions intertwined.
She has unparalleled arrogance and arrogance, but she has no corresponding strength.
Now, she was knocked away by a corpse puppet that thought she was slightly more powerful than an ant, and an indescribable feeling of humiliation and frustration arose spontaneously.
Yes, she lost her memory, but she did not lose her consciousness as a strong person.
Suddenly, Yan Yan gently twitched the corner of his mouth, then stared coldly at the mutated corpse puppet, and slowly stood up.
Surrounding her were densely packed corpses. They were approaching Yan Yan with their teeth and claws open.
At this moment, Yan Yan understood her position. The first thing she had to do in this world was to become stronger and become a strong person who could inherit her own understanding.
Maybe, she will be able to find her lost memory by then.