Chapter 332: Hand-to-Hand Combat_1

Chapter 332: Chapter 332: Hand-to-Hand Combat_1

At this moment, the Bull Demon’s figure, balancing on a single foot, plainly showed imbalance, naturally making it difficult to exert his full strength.

After his spinning kick traveled 360 degrees, it slowed down, and his entire right leg was pressed against the ground.

Zhou Xian, using the inertia, propped himself up with both hands on the thigh of the Bull Demon, twisted his whole body, and retaliated with a spinning kick of his own, the same tactic used against him.

Only this spinning kick was from the outside to the inside, and it was a leveraged strike, aimed at the Bull Demon’s side neck.

Seeing this, the Bull Demon involuntarily changed color. He wasn’t made of iron; should the kick connect, it would be enough to make him suffer.

As the spinning kick was about to hit, the Bull Demon, while squatting, unexpectedly performed an iron bridge maneuver, leaning his entire upper body backward, with the point of leverage naturally being his right leg, which Zhou Xian had pressed down.

Zhou Xian’s brilliant strike hit nothing but air, and when he righted himself, he faced a charging punch from the Bull Demon, aimed straight at his face.

If this punch connected, Zhou Xian’s facial bones would be shattered. A chill ran through his whole body in an instant, and as he watched the massive fist approaching, he decisively abandoned his stance. With a pat on the Bull Demon’s thigh with his right hand, he skillfully performed a roll to evade.

The Bull Demon escaped his predicament and suddenly sprang up, ready to give his opponent a relentless beating.

But his footwork was slightly inferior to Zhou Xian’s, and his right hook was deftly dodged by the latter by ducking low.

Immediately there was a thud at the right knee, and the Bull Demon’s body stiffened violently, as if struck by a jolt of electricity, his complexion turning ugly. He was clearly finding it hard to bear the pain.

This was the first time he felt real pain. Previous attacks by Zhou Xian were nothing but minor irritations to him, but this time, the pain was piercing, contorting his expression and upsetting his balance.

Zhou Xian’s strike hitting its mark, he pressed the attack, throwing multiple punches fiercely at the back of the Bull Demon’s right knee, then pulled away and while the Bull Demon was still in pain, he dropped to the ground and kicked with all his might against the Bull Demon’s right heel.

This blow, like the last straw breaking the camel’s back, caused the Bull Demon’s heavy body to finally fall, crashing down to the ground, nearly planting his face in a dog-eating-shit posture.

Boom!

The sturdy platform even trembled slightly from the impact.

Whooosh~

Witnessing this, many spectators around the arena stood up in shock, their eyes wide and speechless, finding it unbelievable.

The Bull Demon, who had commanded absolute initiative from the beginning and overwhelmed with power, was actually knocked down!

Xu Fan, however, remained very calm. He had been certain from the start that Zhou Xian would win, so he didn’t find anything strange about it.

Yue Qingxuan couldn’t help but sneak a glance at Xu Fan, unable to conceal her surprise. She hadn’t expected that this guy had some skills, being able to discern Zhou Xian’s depth.

However, she still held great expectations for Bull Demon. Although his neck was tightly clamped, as long as his strength was sufficient, he could break free from Zhou Xian’s grip and escape the dangerous situation. Based on their performances, Bull Demon’s strength appeared to be much greater.

This was something everyone knew, so they were all waiting for Bull Demon’s counterattack.

But soon, something was wrong.

Although Bull Demon tried desperately to pry Zhou Xian’s hands apart, it was to no avail. Zhou Xian’s hands were as steady as a rock, not moving in the slightest.

What the hell, how could this be?

There’s no way this is an act!

Many people in the audience had the thought in a flash that there must be something fishy going on.

But it was quickly denied. This was a fight to the death, where victory or defeat was of utmost importance.

And since Bull Demon had been continuously winning and receiving glory, Fist Manor would not sacrifice him just to create an inside story.

As time passed, Bull Demon’s situation became increasingly dire. His neck was tightly constricted, leading to suffocation; his face swelled crimson, and his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets.

“It’s over.”

Finally, Bull Demon’s hands drooped helplessly, his entire body lost its strength and collapsed limply.

Zhou Xian couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief, but he still maintained his grip for another dozen seconds or so before releasing his hands, then collapsed back, drenched in sweat and panting heavily like an ox.

But his expression was filled with the joy of victory.

“Bull Demon, you trash, get up now.”

“Damn it, freaking Bull Demon, you made me lose a fortune, get up or just die.”

A large portion of the audience cursed angrily, beside themselves with frustration due to losing their bets, nearly losing control of their emotions.

There was no helping it. Due to the huge gap in strength, Bull Demon had a very high winning rate, which led many people to bet on him.

The result, however, was a complete loss, down to their last dime.