He could only do so, as it was impossible to fight without being able to breathe properly when masked.
A fighter codenamed "Falcon," wearing a white rabbit mask.
It was hard to believe he could achieve good results.
If Wang Sheng and Bai Li Lie were betting tonight, they would be rolling in money and laughing their heads off.
"Let's begin by announcing the rules of the match."
The host continued.
"I announce that the fifth round of the competition officially begins!"
"The fourth match, Eagle Eye versus Leopard!"
Five minutes later.
"Please be eliminated!"
"This match is over."
"The fifth match, Flying Eagle versus the newcomer codenamed Falcon!"
As soon as the host finished speaking, Zhou Xuan appeared on the stage.
Flying Eagle looked at Zhou Xuan, this unexpected contender, with displeasure.
"I could have challenged Lei Hu, but you've jumped in. You're really tired of living!"
Zhou Xuan's voice was muffled by the ill-fitting mask, making it sound somewhat deep.
"Haha, I don't think I'm the one tired of living. Besides me, no one else can take this ten million US dollars!"
As soon as he said this.
The entire venue erupted in uproar!
"Boo! Beat him, beat him!"
"Kill the little rabbit! Kill him!"
"Give him braised rabbit head, it'll look even more like it covered in blood!"
The crowd jeered!
Bai Li Lie and Wang Sheng looked at these fans, who were acting like lunatics, and felt a sense of superiority, as if they were the only ones sober.
"Kid, let me show you what Chinese Kung Fu is all about!"
Flying Eagle sneered at Zhou Xuan.
"Those who are usually so arrogant don't fare well afterwards."
"I've never seen anyone so arrogant!"
Zhou Xuan smiled, "Well, today you get to see!"
"Hmph, enough nonsense, take this!"
As he finished speaking!
Flying Eagle moved instantly!
He kicked towards Zhou Xuan's chest!
The speed was lightning fast!
"Good one!"
Seeing Flying Eagle attack, Zhou Xuan also moved.
He instantly kicked out his right leg, colliding with his opponent.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound, and two powerful forces exploded!
Zhou Xuan remained as steady as a mountain, but Flying Eagle was forced back three steps, indicating a vast difference in their strength.
Flying Eagle looked at Zhou Xuan with surprise, a hint of doubt rising in his heart.
Was he underestimating his opponent?
Impossible!
Ever since he joined the underground fighting circuit, he had always crushed his opponents; this was something he had never doubted.
"You little brat, watch how I deal with you!"
With that, Flying Eagle let out a roar.
His hands turned into claws, and he fiercely lunged at Zhou Xuan's neck!
Zhou Xuan slightly shifted his body, blocking the opponent's sharp claws with his arms!
But Flying Eagle's strength was immense, and he actually pushed Zhou Xuan back five or six meters.
"Haha!"
Seeing Zhou Xuan fall, Flying Eagle let out a triumphant laugh.
"So weak!"
As Flying Eagle spoke, he moved forward again.
Just as he was about to follow up, Zhou Xuan smiled leisurely.
Flying Eagle sensed something was wrong, a bad premonition striking him.
Wanting to finish quickly, he roared again and lunged at Zhou Xuan.
Seeing Flying Eagle charge at him, a strange curve appeared on Zhou Xuan's lips.
"Bang!"
Flying Eagle was sent flying, crashing heavily onto the steps, then bounced back by the railings!
A deep footprint was left on the steps!
"Pfft!"
Flying Eagle spat out a mouthful of blood, got up with a pale face, and looked at Zhou Xuan in terror.
"You... how is that possible?"
"I told you, Chinese Kung Fu not only needs to be practiced, but it must be incredibly skillful, able to discern the enemy's true intent at a glance. That's why you've lost this palm strike."
Zhou Xuan said with a smile.
"You... who exactly are you?"
Flying Eagle asked, his face ashen, word by word.
Zhou Xuan looked at him and sneered, "You're not qualified to know."
"You!"
Flying Eagle's eyes turned red, wishing he could tear the other man apart!
However, at this moment, a voice rang out.
"Stop!"
Everyone turned to look at the side of the steps, and the host began the countdown.
Flying Eagle was furious and instantly sprang up.
"I haven't lost yet, get lost!"
Zhou Xuan calmly watched him, "Flying Eagle, you're not bad, but I'm tired and bored. Let's finish this quickly!"
"That's what I should be saying!"
Flying Eagle's muscles bulged as if about to explode, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins.
He suddenly lunged at Zhou Xuan, grabbed him by the neck, and slammed him to the ground!
"Ah..."
The crowd below let out a gasp, and the host was stunned!
Zhou Xuan, pinned to the ground, curled his lips into a smile.
With a twist of his body, Zhou Xuan had Flying Eagle pinned beneath him.
"I'll show you for showing off!"
Zhou Xuan snorted and punched Flying Eagle directly in the face.
"Bang!"
This time, not only was his nose broken, but two teeth were knocked out!
The host looked at Zhou Xuan in horror, "My goodness!"
"Even a cornered rabbit will bite!"
"Too amazing!"
"Countless people will be crying tonight."
"They'll probably lose their underwear..."
Flying Eagle was pinned to the ground by Zhou Xuan, but Zhou Xuan didn't stop, continuing to rain blows on Flying Eagle's face. In a short while, Flying Eagle was bruised and battered, blood flowing from his mouth.
He struggled a few times, trying to get up, but Zhou Xuan stomped on him fiercely.
"Ah..."
Flying Eagle let out a scream. He had never been so humiliated.
Who was this Zhou Xuan? Why did he lose to a mere newcomer?
"I surrender, I surrender!!"
Suddenly, Flying Eagle shouted.
The host also reacted and quickly pulled Zhou Xuan back, "Stop messing around, get down quickly, or he might really die!"
The host then began the countdown.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."
Flying Eagle was carried away, panting.
The host grabbed Zhou Xuan's hand!
And raised it high!
"The winner tonight, Falcon! He can challenge Lei Hu!"
"Cheer!"
Not a single person in the audience had bet on Zhou Xuan.
Only Wang Sheng and Bai Li Lie were silently making a fortune.
The odds were almost as high as the ten million US dollars tonight.
These people were too basic.
Zhou Xuan even knew why Lin Zhi Long wanted him to fight for half a month.
If Lei Hu had the same strength as Flying Eagle later, wouldn't his victory be without suspense?
Ten minutes of intermission.
Lei Hu walked out to everyone's anticipation.
His eyes were full of arrogance and wildness.
"Lei Hu, go! Lei Hu, go!"
Lei Hu's fans cheered madly.
"We'll always support you!"
"Beat him, beat him!"
Seeing Lei Hu's demeanor, the audience immediately cheered!
"Alright, Lei Hu, please get on stage to compete!!"
Lei Hu took a deep breath and walked onto the stage.
He wore all black, with sunglasses, and a slight curl of his lips.
His muscular physique looked imposing, yet he moved with surprising agility.
He was indeed a man who had held the main position on the stage for years.
He exuded an aura of arrogance.
Zhou Xuan was no exception, a smile on his lips.