The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 877 Mammoth
"They took care of two enhanced warriors in just three minutes. Really efficient."

High in the sky, athletes sitting in the aircraft were watching the battle on the ground with electronic telescopes and commenting on Yang Le who was fighting.

Unlike Yang Le who thinks he is inefficient, the athletes think Yang Le is very efficient. This is entirely because their judgment criteria are different.

Yang Le himself knows his own strength. If it is not for achieving the goal, but just a simple battle, he has plenty of ways to end the battle within a minute.

In the eyes of athletes, Yang Le is just a mutant that was produced less than a year ago. Looking at the data, there is nothing special about him. Moreover, the Justice League has incorporated him into their own Boy Scouts.

Considering the above points, the athlete only viewed Yang Le from the perspective of a young hero, but Yang Le's performance just now was completely beyond his expectations.

Now the athlete finally understood why the bigwigs of the Illuminati were so concerned about this mutant. He didn't know what they had done to suddenly gain several times the combat power of their normal state. This ability was not recorded in the data.

"It seems that this mutant is more interesting than what is written in the information." The athlete touched his chin. He was wondering if it would be a great achievement if he could capture the opponent here.

Of course, just by looking at it, I knew that as an ordinary person, I couldn't gain any advantage in a head-on confrontation with that kind of monster. Although the credit was very attractive, I had to be alive to get it.

"King Snake, the situation has changed." The athlete pulled out his communicator. "One of the little mice that infiltrated the island is a target for the adults. Send your guards to capture him."

"What about the others?" King Snake's cold voice came from the communicator. "If we let them escape, the situation on Santa Prisca Island will be exposed."

"Don't worry about those little rats," the athlete chuckled dismissively. "Let them be exposed. Santa Prisca Island has served its purpose, and it's time to discard it."

"I understand. I'll send the mammoth over right away." As soon as the words fell, the king snake cut off the communication.

The athlete put down the communicator and raised the telescope again. While he was still trying to contact King Snake, the situation had already changed.

At this time, two more enhanced cultists fell on the battlefield, and the ratio of one to twenty became one to sixteen. The battle situation was still not clear enough for the mutants.

However, with the eyesight of an athlete, he could tell that the target mutant was in good condition. As long as he kept pulling with his mind control and invisibility abilities, he would be able to deal with all the enhanced humans with just a little time.

But unfortunately, this delicate balance is about to be broken.

"Whoosh!"

The sharp sound of breaking air pierced the already noisy night sky. Before everyone's eyes could lock onto the target of the sound, a huge monster had already fallen from the sky.

"boom!"

Like a bolt of thunder out of the blue, the flesh-colored object smashed straight into the battle group. Both the enhanced cultists and Yang Le were affected by the impact. The ground beneath their feet began to collapse, and they almost couldn't maintain their balance.

Yang Le, who had not yet stood firmly, only felt a strong wind rushing towards his head. The airflow pushed by the powerful force made his face hurt and his heart sank.

Yang Le immediately realized that if he couldn't block this punch, he would really be in trouble. Fortunately, the Taizhuomen's strong fighting spirit played a key role at this time. Yang Le took the initiative to bend backward and dodged the punch in a bridge-like posture.

There was no time to think about it. Although the iron bridge was effective at the critical moment, it also left a huge loophole for the enemy. Yang Le had to immediately distance himself from the enemy.

Grabbing the ground with both hands, Yang Le exerted force from his waist and abdomen, pulled backward with his waist as the center point, and dodged backward with a back flip. While avoiding the enemy's pursuit, he also kicked the opponent on the chin.

The chin is one of the weaknesses of human beings. Even the strongest person will feel dizzy when hit by it, even the enhanced person is no exception. This kick not only stopped the opponent's offensive, but also gave Yang Le a chance to catch his breath.

After a few backflips, they created some distance between them. After Yang Le regained his balance, he was able to see the enemy's appearance clearly.

The other person was a man with orange hair. His unusually strong body showed that he was also an enhanced human who had been injected with drugs. However, the man in front of him was even stronger than the average enhanced human, and his skin was relatively intact.

It is obvious that the other party has either been injected with a higher-end drug that is stronger than that of ordinary believers, or his body is more adaptable to the drug than that of ordinary people.

In short, he was stronger than the enhanced humans who had besieged Yang Le before, and looked like a boss in the game that was stronger than the elite monsters.

The orange-haired man stretched out his hand, pinched his chin and pushed it up, and then a crisp sound was heard. It seemed that Yang Le's kick dislocated the opponent's jaw.

The orange-haired man moved his chin, smiled evilly, and moved his shoulders. He said, "Not bad. You are much better than that Bane who was praised to the sky before."

"Are you the enhanced man who defeated Bane?" Yang Le got ready and while confronting the man in front of him, he was also quietly alert to other enemies around him.

"It's me, you can call me Mammoth!" The man moved his shoulders and looked calm, as if he thought knocking down Bane was just a trivial matter.

"That guy wasn't that bad. He just couldn't hold on for a few hits. If I had known he was just a good-looking guy with no real power, I could have knocked him out in just ten seconds."

Mammoth looked arrogant, but he quickly changed the subject and pointed his finger at Yang Le.

"But you're different. Even when faced with my sneak attack, you were able to react quickly and retaliate. You'll definitely give me a satisfying fight."

"A battle maniac." Yang Le instantly labeled Mammoth, and at the same time, he felt disdain for his arrogance.

What kind of fighting maniac? What's the need for a thrilling fight? If you really want a thrilling fight, go find Superman. Are you afraid to go because you know a small town boy can beat you to tears with just a few punches and kicks?
Thinking of this, Yang Le labeled the man in front of him as a bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong.

The mammoth, with his strong limbs and simple mind, could not guess what Yang Le was thinking, but he could clearly feel Yang Le's contempt for him. How could such an arrogant man tolerate this?
"When I win, I will dig out your eyes!" said Mammoth viciously.

Yang Le said nothing and continued to maintain his boxing stance.

(End of this chapter)