Chapter 44: Three Kowtows

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The Muay Thai boxer ran towards Song Ren, rushed to his front, leaped into the air, and delivered a violent flying knee to his face.

At the same time, his hands were raised in an attacking posture.

Song Ren's eyes became increasingly cold, and he stepped aside.

He twisted his waist, exerted force from his hips, and gave the opponent a high whip kick on the spot.

You like flying knees, right?

You know, when Song Ren hits people with his flying knee, it is usually when his opponent can't defend himself.

For this guy who starts his attack with a flying knee.

Why should we be polite to him?

The angle of the high whip kick was very sharp, and the heel hit the back of the Muay Thai boxer who passed by hard.

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the kick sent the Muay Thai boxer further away.

After landing, his body was still a little staggering, and he took three or four steps forward before he stabilized himself.

But Song Ren had already turned around and caught up. Before the other party could turn around, Song Ren had already kicked him in the air with an even more ferocious whip kick.

This kick was solid!
The instep of the foot hit the Muay Thai boxer's neck hard.

Snapped!
There was another louder crisp sound!

A trace of pain welled up in the Muay Thai boxer's eyes, and he fell to his knees involuntarily, supporting himself on the ring with his hands.

Before he could stand up, he was hit hard on the back of his head again!
The hoof prints on the back are already hot!
After this kick, the Muay Thai boxer's hands, which were just about to support his body, were slammed back onto the ring.

The back is deeply bent.

His head hit the ring like a pounding garlic.

Bang! ! !
The loud noise made the audience inside and outside the venue swallow their saliva.

The Muay Thai boxer's forehead was covered in blood, and thick blood flowed down his brow.

For a moment, his head was buzzing and the tinnitus in his ears could not be stopped.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, looking at himself kneeling down awkwardly with his hands on the ground.

The pride on his face quickly disappeared and turned into full of anger.

I subconsciously uttered half a curse word in my native language.

Before he could finish the second half of his sentence, Song Ren mercilessly whipped him for the fourth time, forcing him to swallow the second half of his sentence back.

Bang! ! !
Inside the arena, with the second huge crash, the Muay Thai boxer's forehead kissed the ring again.

A gorgeous blood flower exploded on the stage.

The head hits down and bounces up a little due to inertia.

This time, Song Ren no longer gave him any room to buffer. He stood to one side, raised his right leg high, and pointed it toward the sky.

The hoof print is already as hot as a branding iron, and the power of inheritance is surging!

Tomahawk chops down!
boom!
Three kowtows!
The head hit the ring heavily for the third time!
The huge and dull crash seemed to hit the hearts of every audience member.

As blood splattered, the Muay Thai boxer knelt in the most pious posture and died completely on the top-level ring that gathered all kinds of high-ranking players.

The bright red, sticky blood solemnly added a touch of enchanting color to this almost pious "kneeling".

The audience had already been breathing rapidly. Song Ren, a rookie in the top-level boxing ring, almost conquered all the onlookers at this moment.

The Muay Thai boxer went from taking the initiative to attacking, to finally kneeling and dying in the ring.

There wasn't even a decent counterattack throughout the whole process.

After just five kicks, the person was sent away.

Especially the last three kowtows, simple and sharp.

The impact it brought to others was no less than that of the previous deaths of the Zheng brothers.

It can be said that with just one boxing fight, Song Ren has already captured the hearts of most of the elite audience on the top stage.

On stage
He Ping could no longer suppress his inner impulse. The level of Zhang Shicheng and Baron was indeed too challenging for him.

In other words, he was restrained by so many people and could not extricate himself. Otherwise, he would have rushed forward and tested Song Ren's level himself.

At this moment, He Ping was filled with passion, all for the challenge of facing a strong enemy. He suddenly broke through the encirclement of Zhang Shicheng and Baron, and ran towards Song Ren excitedly:

"I come!!!"

A loud, high-pitched voice, mixed with an unparalleled sense of excitement.

Zhang Shicheng and Baron also intended to give way, wanting to let the two monsters fight each other, and then they would be the fishermen in the end.

There is no way. He Ping, a Tyrannosaurus who has risen from the middle level, is already terrifying enough.

But there’s something even more outrageous above!

The two men looked at each other and did not attack directly. Instead, they guarded both sides and took a break to prepare for the final fight.

He Ping's blood was boiling, like a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus, his fighting spirit was surging!

He leaped forward and elbowed Song Ren, but he was deflected with his backhand.

What followed was a fierce uppercut!

Song Ren suddenly pressed his back against He Ping and used his heel to sweep away He Ping's lower body skills.

He grabbed He Ping's wrist with his backhand and threw him over his shoulder!

However, at the last moment, He Ping grabbed Song Ren's forearm.

Using the force of his falling body, he swung his arms violently, throwing Song Ren out.

Song Ren looked stable, and after flipping in the air, he landed smoothly.

He Ping fell hard.

But he was not discouraged at all. Instead, he got up, patted his buttocks, and became more excited. He shouted: "That's awesome!!!"

Song Ren also raised his eyebrows.

This guy is so strong that he could even throw me out in that position.

And that body of muscular muscles seems to be quite resistant to attack.

but……

Song Ren seemed to have thought of something. He turned his head slightly and looked at the other two people who were resting on the side and were determined to be the fishermen.

Zhang Shicheng and Baron, two rough guys, felt a little creepy for a moment when they were stared at by Song Ren.

The main reason is that Song Ren was too fierce in this scene.

In fact, they would rather fight with He Ping, whom they knew well, than face a ruthless man like Song Ren.

In a fight, three boxers were killed with bare hands before it was over.

This is something that the middle and lower classes dare not even think about.

Song Ren turned around and said to He Ping, "Would you like to pick one?"

He Ping grinned: "Okay."

After that, he turned around and pointed at Baron and said, "I have good teeth, so I'll play with this coal ball first."

Baron looked annoyed, and a series of foul language came out of his mouth: "%¥#@"

Damn coal briquettes, your whole family is coal briquettes!!!
Song Ren didn't pay attention to this side. He looked at Zhang Shicheng in the other direction and chuckled, "That can't be helped. I have no choice."

Zhang Shicheng's face turned dark.

He glanced at the three completely motionless bodies on the stage.

He swallowed his saliva, and then spoke to Baron, who kept spouting sweet words, and suggested: "Baron, since you are so dissatisfied with Tyrannosaurus choosing you."

"Why don't you let me suffer a little bit? I'll switch opponents with you."

Baron's curse words stopped for a moment.

He turned around and looked at Zhang Shicheng as if he was a retard. They were all old acquaintances who had risen from the middle level.

Who doesn't know each other's little thoughts?

Looking at the results of the people who had fought against that monster in the field, Baron felt that Tyrannosaurus was quite gentle compared to him.

(End of this chapter)

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