He was shocked by Bai Zihe's strength.
He was also shocked by Bai Zihe's boldness.
Zhou Zihao was not only a Houtian master, but also the young master of the Zhou family. Yet Bai Zihe had struck him without any warning.
The most crucial point was.
Bai Zihe had slapped Zhou Zihao across the face…
This was undoubtedly a slap in the face to the Zhou family as well. Wasn't he afraid of their retaliation?
The Zhou family…
That was an ancient martial arts family.
Who among them had come to the Dongsheng Grand Auditorium without some inside information? They might not even know how they died.
Everyone was worried for Bai Zihe.
Their gazes towards him held sneers, disdain, and a hint of pity.
Because in their opinion.
Bai Zihe's life was on a countdown.
"Kid, you're courting death!"
At this moment, Zhou Zihao stood up and walked towards Bai Zihe step by step, his resentment clearly visible under the lights.
"I gave you a chance to confess, and you ambushed me..."
"Then I'll let you witness today..."
His face was as cold as ice, and just as he was about to utter a harsh threat, Bai Zihe interrupted him.
Bai Zihe, too lazy to listen to his dog-like barking, asked, "Then are you ready?"
Zhou Zihao was taken aback and instinctively asked, "Ready for what?"
Bai Zihe looked at him and smiled faintly.
He smiled heartily.
"I'm going to beat you fair and square."
"Moreover, I'm going to slap your face again. You should be ready."
As soon as these words were spoken.
The entire hall erupted in an uproar.
Arrogant.
Arrogant to the heavens!
Bai Zihe was on a trajectory to the sky.
He actually…
Wanted to slap Zhou Zihao again.
Damn it, was he addicted to slapping, or was he like the old man hanging himself on a birthday – looking for some excitement?
The crowd below.
Didn't know what to say about Bai Zihe anymore.
Zhou Zihao's eyes were practically spitting fire, filled with rage: "You arrogant piece of crap!"
"I'll stand right here today. If you have the guts, come over. I want to see, with you prepared this time, how you're going to slap my face!"
*Slap!*
Before his words had even finished, still echoing throughout the grand hall.
Bai Zihe had already slapped him again.
This slap…
Was solid, and extremely loud.
It immediately made Zhou Zihao's mouth crooked, and he couldn't close it for a long time.
*Hiss—*
*Gulp!*
*Creak!*
The entire hall was filled with gasps and the sound of swallowed saliva.
This young man…
Was too fierce, and too damn ruthless.
He had actually slapped Zhou Zihao's face, and with such force.
And twice!
This was offending the Zhou family to the point of no return!
It was over.
This person was definitely finished.
Even if they invited that esteemed person sitting in Leshan, they wouldn't be able to pull him back from the gates of hell.
After slapping him, Bai Zihe returned to his original position, a smile on his face: "I keep my word. If I say I'll slap your face, I'll definitely slap your face."
"This time, was it a sneak attack?"
He returned Zhou Zihao's words to him verbatim.
Zhou Zihao's face was red and swollen, intertwined with angry crimson and resentful green, a truly spectacular sight.
He stared at Bai Zihe with his cold eyes for a moment.
Finally, gritting his teeth, he stepped aside, revealing the iron cage behind him.
This was surrender.
Zhou Zihao had no choice but to yield.
The first time, he had truly underestimated Bai Zihe.
But the second time…
He was fully alert, constantly watching Bai Zihe.
Yet the result was the same; he was still hit, and he hadn't even seen how Bai Zihe moved.
Zhou Zihao therefore realized.
There was a huge gap in strength between him and Bai Zihe.
Bai Zihe sneered, "It would have been better if you were obedient earlier. You had to suffer this indignity."
With that, he strode towards the cage.
Behind him.
Zhou Zihao's lips curved into a chilling arc.
*Crack crack crack!*
Bai Zihe walked up to the iron cage, and without hesitation, directly snapped the alloy lock.
He then casually pulled off the red ribbon.
But the next moment…
"Roar—"
A roar came from within.
And the next moment, a monstrously large, bare-chested… monster burst out.
It wasn't Miao Yinuo!
His muscles were taut, and his sheer size was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
He was humanoid, but moved extremely strangely, running on all fours with surprising speed.
As he roared and charged, he bared his teeth, looking as if he wanted to bite!
Zhou Zihao chuckled.
He chuckled sinisterly: "I predicted long ago that someone would come to cause trouble."
"So I specifically swapped out that little beauty for a fight slave, intending to give the troublemaker a surprise."
"Now, you can enjoy it to your heart's content!"
With that said.
He directly walked to the side.
Leaving the open space to the fight slave to fully showcase his abilities.
As for Bai Zihe…
After dodging the fight slave's initial attack, he stood his ground, watching this "monster" with keen interest, not showing the slightest fear.
Seeing his calm demeanor, Zhou Zihao felt a surge of inexplicable annoyance.
He immediately said sinisterly, "Let me introduce you. His name is 'Fight Slave', the boxing champion 'Norsen' from Bashy overseas."
Norsen!
The moment this name was uttered, everyone below was shocked.
Because he was incredibly famous!
"Norsen, he's the heavyweight champion who has held the title three times consecutively!"
"Legend has it his iron fist is peerless. He once punched a car head-on and it exploded, yet he himself was unharmed."
"Rumor has it that he offended a certain powerful figure at a party and then disappeared."
"Who would have thought he'd appear here…"
Everyone's expression changed.
It was too shocking, and too thrilling!
A former boxing champion, now a monster…
The immense contrast stirred peculiar emotions within these people.
Zhou Zihao smiled faintly at their words, a smug look on his face: "He's more than just a boxing champion now."
"After Norsen was captured by that big shot, he was injected with the latest α gene evolution agent developed by the US National Research Institute."
"His strength, speed, and resistance to blows have all been greatly enhanced."
"Let alone a car head-on."
"Even if a train were to run him over, it wouldn't harm him in the slightest."
"Conversely, if he were to punch a train…"
"It would be enough to destroy the train and kill everyone on board!"
These words stunned everyone.
A train…
The people below had never imagined that a person's strength could reach such a level, and they were filled with awe.
Their gaze towards Bai Zihe… was filled with unprecedented contempt.
As Zhou Zihao's words fell.
The Fight Slave suddenly leaped into the air, his massive form blocking out the light and casting a deep shadow over Bai Zihe's slender figure.
"Die!"
Seeing this, Zhou Zihao's lips curved into a chilling arc.
The crowd below also instinctively closed their eyes, because the scene that was about to unfold would be extremely bloody!
A punch that could derail a train…
What would be the outcome of it landing on a person? Did it even need to be said?
However.
The scene that followed made jaws drop.
The Fight Slave leaped in front of Bai Zihe, and before he could even throw a punch, he was knocked to the ground by Bai Zihe's spinning kick.
As he landed with a thunderous thud.
Bai Zihe surged forward and twisted off the Fight Slave's head.
Then.
Bai Zihe didn't give anyone time to react.
In a flash, he was in front of Zhou Zihao, lifting him by the neck, his voice as cold as iron!
"Tell me."
"Where is Miao Yinuo!"