Three Kows

The boxing ring

The Muay Thai boxer charged at Song Ren, and as he got close, he leaped into the air, aiming a powerful flying knee at Song Ren's face.

Simultaneously, his raised hands had already adopted an offensive stance.

Song Ren's eyes grew colder, and he simply sidestepped and retreated a step.

He twisted his waist, channeling power from his hips, and delivered a high roundhouse kick to the opponent.

So you like flying knees, huh?

You should know, when Song Ren uses flying knees to attack someone, it's usually when the opponent can't handle it anymore.

For guys who start their offense with a flying knee like this.

There's no need to be polite.

The high roundhouse kick was incredibly sharp, its heel heavily striking the Muay Thai boxer's spine as they passed each other.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, one kick sent the Muay Thai boxer flying further away.

After landing, his body still staggered, and he stumbled forward three or four steps before regaining his balance.

But Song Ren had already turned and pursued him. Before the opponent could even turn around, Song Ren unleashed another fierce roundhouse kick in mid-air.

This kick landed solidly!

The instep of Song Ren's foot struck the back of the Muay Thai boxer's neck.

Crack!

Another, louder crisp sound!

A look of pain flashed in the Muay Thai boxer's eyes, and he involuntarily knelt down, his hands supporting him on the ring.

Before he could get up, his back of the head was hit by another heavy roundhouse kick!

The Hoof Seal on his spine was already burning hot!

With this kick, the Muay Thai boxer's hands, which were just starting to push him up, were slammed back down onto the ring.

His spine bent deeply.

His head bobbed like pounding garlic, his forehead smashing onto the ring.

BOOM!!!

The tremendous sound made the spectators inside and outside the arena swallow hard.

The Muay Thai boxer's forehead was directly mangled, thick blood sliding down from between his eyebrows.

For a moment, his brain buzzed, and the ringing in his ears wouldn't stop.

After a long while, he recovered and looked at his current posture, kneeling with his hands on the ground.

The pride on his face quickly vanished, replaced by a surge of anger.

He instinctively cursed out a half-finished profanity in his native tongue.

The second half of the curse was swallowed back down his throat as Song Ren mercilessly delivered a fourth roundhouse kick, preventing him from finishing his sentence.

BOOM!!!

Inside the arena, with the second massive impact, the Muay Thai boxer's forehead kissed the ring once more.

A vibrant splash of blood erupted on the stage.

His head, after hitting the mat, bounced up slightly due to inertia.

This time, Song Ren gave him no room to recover. From his side, he raised his right leg high, forming a straight line towards the sky.

The Hoof Seal was already as hot as a branding iron, the Inheritance power surging!

Battle Axe Downward Slash!

Boom!

The Three Kows!

His head slammed onto the ring for the third time, with immense weight!

The huge, dull thudding sound seemed to strike the heart of every spectator.

Accompanied by the scattering of blood, the Muay Thai boxer presented a posture of the most devout prostration, finally kneeling dead on this top-tier ring that gathered all sorts of esteemed guests.

The bright red, viscous blood solemnly painted a vibrant color onto this almost pious 'bow'.

The spectators in the stands were already breathing rapidly. For Song Ren, a newcomer to the top-tier boxing ring, he had, at this moment, conquered almost all the onlookers.

From the Muay Thai boxer's active offense to his final kneeling death on the ring.

He hadn't managed a single decent counterattack throughout the entire process.

He was finished after just five kicks.

Especially the final Three Kows, simple yet sharp.

The impact on the onlookers was no less significant than the deaths of the Zheng Brothers earlier.

It could be said that in just one match of the "Deer Hunt" in the boxing ring, Song Ren had already captured the attention of most of the elite audience in the upper tiers.

On the stage, He Ping could no longer suppress the urge within him. The skill level of Zhang Shicheng and Baron was, to him, generally not challenging enough.

If he hadn't been tied up by multiple opponents, preventing him from breaking free, he would have rushed forward long ago to test Song Ren's abilities himself.

At this moment, He Ping's heart was filled with the thrill of facing a strong opponent.

He abruptly broke through Zhang Shicheng and Baron's encirclement and excitedly rushed towards Song Ren:

"I'll do it!!!"

His voice was loud and high-pitched, carrying an unparalleled sense of excitement.

Zhang Shicheng and Baron also intentionally made way, wanting these two monsters to fight each other, and then they could swoop in to pick up the pieces.

After all, the Tyrannosaurus He Ping, who had risen from the middle tier, was already terrifying enough.

But there was someone even more outrageous above him!

The two exchanged a glance and didn't attack directly. Instead, they each guarded a flank, taking a brief respite to prepare for the final battle ahead.

He Ping's blood surged, like a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus, his fighting spirit incredibly strong!

He leaped forward, directly elbowing Song Ren, who deflected it with a backhand.

Immediately following was a fierce hook!

Song Ren sharply pressed his back against He Ping, using his heel to sweep He Ping's lower body.

With his other hand, he grabbed He Ping's wrist as he threw the hook and executed a powerful over-the-shoulder throw!

However, at the last moment, He Ping managed to lock Song Ren's forearm.

Using the momentum of his descent, he violently swung his arm, sending Song Ren flying.

Song Ren's expression remained steady. He flipped in mid-air and landed smoothly.

He Ping, on the other hand, landed with a solid thud.

But he was undeterred. Instead, he got up, brushed himself off, and his face grew even more excited as he shouted, "That's got some power!!!"

Song Ren raised an eyebrow.

This guy has incredible strength. To be able to throw me like that in that position.

And all that muscle looks pretty tough too.

But...

Song Ren seemed to have thought of something, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the other two who were resting on the side, intent on playing the role of the fisherman.

Zhang Shicheng and Baron, those two roughnecks, felt a chill run down their spines under Song Ren's gaze.

Mainly because Song Ren's performance in this match had been too brutal.

They would even rather fight He Ping, whom they knew well, than face a ruthless person like Song Ren.

In one "Deer Hunt" match, he had already killed three boxers with his bare hands before it was even over.

This was something unthinkable in the lower and middle tiers.

Song Ren turned back to He Ping and said, "You pick one?"

He Ping grinned, "Sure."

With that, he turned his head and pointed at Baron, saying, "My teeth are good, so I'll fight this coal ball first."

Baron's face turned furious, and a string of curses poured from his mouth: "%￥#@"

You damn coal ball, your whole family are coal balls!!!

Song Ren ignored them and looked at Zhang Shicheng in the other direction, chuckling, "Well, in that case, I don't have a choice."

Zhang Shicheng's face darkened.

He glanced at the three motionless corpses on the stage.

He swallowed hard, then turned to Baron, who was still spewing curses, and proposed, "Baron, since you're so unhappy about the Tyrannosaurus picking you."

"Why don't I take the harder path and switch opponents with you?"

Baron's curses instantly stopped.

He turned and looked at Zhang Shicheng with the eyes of an idiot. They were all old acquaintances who had risen from the middle tier.

Who wouldn't understand each other's little tricks?

Looking at the fates of those who had fought the monster on stage, Baron felt that the Tyrannosaurus was quite gentle compared to himself.