Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1271 - 617

Kael’s mind went blank for a single moment.

The anticipated excruciating pain of his skull shattering did not manifest.

Instead, his mask was splattered with a layer of scorching, sticky, foul-smelling liquid.

Meanwhile, the other three members of the squad widened their eyes, observing clearly.

They witnessed a rusty steel pipe pierce through the gaping jaw of the Crawling Beast from behind, akin to a heavy crossbow firing an armor-piercing spear.

The creature's hard bones and thick scales proved useless against this violent kinetic force.

Dark red blood mixed with shattered bone exploded before everyone's eyes.

The immense impact launched the half-ton Mutant Beast airborne instantly.

Its massive body flew backward seven or eight meters.

Finally, with a thunderous crash, it was pinned firmly to the mottled concrete wall by the rusty steel pipe.

The Crawling Beast's limbs twitched violently in mid-air, emitting a wheezing 'gurgle' sound from its throat, while its thick tail frantically whipped against the wall, scattering a large amount of dust.

The entire underground hall fell into a profound silence at that moment.

Only the monster, pinned to the wall, continued to emit a dying wail.

The other three Crawling Beasts, poised to tear apart their prey, abruptly ceased their movement.

They sharply turned their heads, their pale green vertical pupils suddenly contracting.

A low growl, filled with vigilance and fear, emerged from their throats, their limbs pressed tightly against the ground as they subconsciously retreated half a step.

Kael slumped beside the wreckage of the security machine, his hands still in an upward blocking position.

He stared blankly, his eyeballs rotating towards the direction from which the steel pipe originated.

Roken, who had narrowly escaped death, clutched his shoulder injured by beast claws, blood oozing through his fingers.

Yet, he had forgotten to even utter a painful groan, his gaze fixed directly upon the monster before him, locked onto the entrance of the passage.

Pike, who had been curled up in the corner, opened his eyes tremblingly upon hearing the loud noise.

Observing the creature on the wall constantly bleeding and struggling, his mouth gaped wide, his Bone-cutting Knife falling noisily to the ground unnoticed.

Ira, seated against the wall, struggled to lift her eyelids.

As a Spiritual Telekinesis User, her perception was far keener than the others.

In that darkness, she sensed no violent aura from any Mutant Beast.

Instead, she felt a scorching power, akin to a volcanic eruption, mercilessly crushing down.

This pressure affected all beings, whether human or Mutant Beast.

At this moment, all eyes were fixed intensely on the dense darkness at the passage entrance.

Tap... tap...

A series of extremely subtle yet exceptionally steady footsteps echoed from the darkness.

The soles of boots ground against volcanic ash on the floor tiles, creating a slight friction sound.

A tactical flashlight, having fallen on the floor, cast a faint halo of light.

At the edge of this halo, the silhouette of a tall, slender figure slowly emerged.

He wore no bulky protective suit, nor did he have a gas mask.

In this underground wasteland, filled with deadly toxins and lethal radiation, this mysterious man walked effortlessly, as if strolling in his own backyard.

His clean, pale face appeared bizarre to these struggling Wasteland Hunters, defying common sense.

Yet, the palpable oppressive aura emanating from him was even more suffocating than the overwhelming wave of beasts encountered outside.

With each step forward, the faint sound of his footsteps seemed like a heavy hammer striking at everyone's heart.

Roar!

The remaining three Crawling Beasts sensed extreme danger.

They abandoned their original prey, simultaneously arching their backs and roaring in an attempt to intimidate the intruder, deterring him from approaching.

Fang Cheng halted his steps, his gaze swiftly sweeping across the monsters.

The next instant.

Bang!

His left foot suddenly exerted force, stomping down hard, the solid floor tiles instantly exploding into powder.

Using this terrifying recoil, he pulled out a shadow in mid-air, disappearing from view.

The closest Crawling Beast had not yet opened its bloodthirsty maw when Fang Cheng already appeared before it.

Without any superfluous moves.

Fang Cheng’s right hand flashed out like lightning, his fingers like steel clasps seizing directly onto the monster’s mucus-covered jaw.

The muscles in his thighs instantly tightened, his waist abruptly twisted.

Tear!

The extremely rough sound of flesh tearing echoed throughout the hall.

Fang Cheng exerted strength with one hand, forcefully tearing this half-ton Mutant Beast’s jaw along with half its spine from its torso.

Steaming black blood sprayed out like a ruptured high-pressure water pipe, fanning out onto the floor.

Fang Cheng casually tossed the twitching remains aside like garbage.

In what seemed like an instant, a second monstrous creature lunged from the shadows, its sights set on Fang Cheng’s throat.

Fang Cheng didn't take the time to look back.

His right leg, charged with immense power, snapped backward like a precision-engineered jackhammer.

Bang!

The formidable military boot connected with the airborne creature's cranium.

The sheer kinetic energy drove its reinforced skull and the matter within it deep into its own chest.

The colossal form was propelled sideways, akin to a projectile from a siege weapon, hurtling over ten meters.

It then slammed violently against a concrete pillar, disintegrating into a grotesque pulp that slowly cascaded downwards.

Within a mere three breaths, two Mutant Beasts had been eliminated by hand alone!

When combined with the beast impaled by the metal pipe, this brought the total number of formidable creatures, whose hides even firearms found challenging, to three, all meeting their end right there.

An unnerving quiet descended upon the entire subterranean chamber.