“Boom!” Su Mo’s Blast Liver Fist sank into Simpson’s ribs, and the surrounding skin rolled into spiral marks.

The intense pain in the liver area caused Simpson to lose strength, falling into a brief paralysis, almost losing control.

Seeing Simpson curled up on the stage, mouth agape in agony, the audience boiled over:

“Master Niu is awesome!!!!”

“Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill! Whether I can afford the bride price depends on you!”

“You Iron Blood’s Simpson, this level is still a beast? More like a stray dog!”

The VIP guests were growing restless.

One guest’s gaze turned sharp: “Scarface, what are your people doing? All our money is in there!”

Scarface’s expression was so dark it seemed like water could drip from him, staring at the ring silently.

After knocking down Simpson, Su Mo quickly pursued, kicking at his throat, intent on breaking his neck.

Fortunately, Simpson had plenty of combat experience; he quickly recovered after taking the Blast Liver Fist and rolled to avoid the deadly kick.

As soon as he climbed back up, he suddenly felt a forceful pressure from the front — it was Su Mo following closely with a heavy punch.

Simpson scrambled to block, forced to meet the punch directly.

“Boom!” The two fists collided, the dull sound causing the audience to be momentarily dazed.

Simpson staggered back four or five steps, crashing heavily against the railing.

He held his heart with his left hand; his fist had burst open with several wounds during the punch, blood dripping uncontrollably.

This bout not only injured his fist but the impact also compressed his lungs; he was nearly suffocated, needing several deep breaths to recover.

Simpson might not be a clever man, but he wasn’t so foolish not to realize.

One time off script could be called nerves.

Twice could be called a mistake.

This is the damned third time!

Three consecutive lethal moves — this bastard was definitely doing it on purpose!

Simpson, shocked and furious, quickly glanced toward the VIP section.

Scarface realized he was tricked by Su Mo, directly made a throat-slitting gesture to Simpson.

Given permission to kill, Simpson immediately entered a true battle state, fiercely clashing his fists before him.

“Clang!”

The power of the Molten Iron Blood Code surged within him, transforming his fists into metal, shaping eight metal spikes eager to tear Su Mo’s flesh.

According to the script, the first few rounds should be normal combat, back and forth, with the Blood Code powers used in the final rounds to slowly heighten audience emotions.

Now that Su Mo had disrupted things, Simpson directly unleashed his killing move, aiming to execute him on the spot.

Su Mo ceased acting, activating the Mad Corpse Blood Code ability, white Rigid Bone wrapped his hands forming claws, provocatively beckoning to Simpson.

Simpson started to sway on his feet, eyes firmly locked on Su Mo’s shoulder joints.

In the arena of combat, novices watch the eyes, experts watch the shoulders.

The eyes can deceive; the enemy can look to your left, strike your right.

But the shoulders don’t lie.

No form of punching is possible without shoulder movement.

To lock onto the shoulders is to lock onto the enemy’s upper body movement.

Simpson stared steadfastly at Su Mo’s shoulder joints, tracing his moving trajectory, calculating his next move.

But suddenly, Su Mo’s body underwent a bizarre transformation.

Su Mo’s skin subtly reddened, as if flames were churning beneath, hot white mist pouring out, the surrounding temperature rising.

This wasn’t any other move, it was ‘Blood Burning’, a self-made ultimate technique belonging to Nuobai.

The basic principle of Blood Burning wasn’t hard to grasp, merely through accelerating blood flow to trade for a surge in physical capabilities.

Yet, not everyone could use this move.

First, one must possess the “Crimson Rose Blood Code” to control their own blood.

Secondly, the Blood Code tier must be high enough, at least ‘Mid-tier Ascension’.

Because Blood Burning is a “kill a thousand enemies, self-harm eight hundred” move.

Fighting in the Blood Burning state would cause severe bodily harm, particularly to the bones.

Under such high-speed motion, bones couldn’t bear the pressure and would break from slight movement.

Only a high enough Blood Code tier could ensure bone could simultaneously break and repair quickly during battle, not affecting movements.

If the Blood Code tier isn’t strong enough to forcibly initiate Blood Burning, there’s no need for enemy attacks; self-movement would result in complete bone fracture, taking a long time to recover.

Su Mo’s Crimson Rose Blood Code only reached the ‘Middle Tier of Awakening’, a whole tier below ‘Mid-tier Ascension’, recovery speed far inadequate, theoretically unable to withstand Blood Burning counter-effects.

However, another type of Blood Code within him bridged this gap.

Mad Corpse Blood Code, this Blood Code could greatly harden bones, forcibly “reinforcing” the body to withstand Blood Burning’s damage.

This is the chain power brought by Blood Code combination!

Though Su Mo was merely a half-assed disciple, far from Nuobai’s mastery of Blood Burning, incapable of recreating her famed supersonic chop-eight scene.

But for dealing with the trivial Simpson, it was more than enough.

With Blood Burning activated, Su Mo’s body became entirely crimson, towering battle intent surged forth, massive like never seen before.

“Boom!” He powered his step, causing the floor of the ring to tremble violently, the whole person launching forward.

The Frenzied Corpse Rigid Bone-covered fists rained down on Simpson, a storm of energy waves instantly spread out, sweeping up a chaotic current.

“Boom boom boom boom boom——”

Simpson’s arms had fully metallized but couldn’t keep pace with Su Mo’s speed, unable to defend against such dense strikes, his body receiving massive bruises and gruesome wounds, blood scattered everywhere.

Su Mo wasn’t just dismantling Simpson but also the ring, immense power crushing everything here.

Pillars of the ring broke, iron railings shattered, even the base steel frame twisted and deformed under pressure, emitting tortured metal groans.

A storm seemed to rage over the ring, those who bet on Su Mo to win shouted madly, cheering him wildly, spit flying.

Simpson was left with no retreat; in desperation, he tried exchanging injury for injury, no longer attempting to block Su Mo’s attacks but swinging his metal fists forcefully, aiming to push Su Mo back.

However, Su Mo didn’t dodge or withdraw, the Frenzied Corpse Rigid Bone-covered fist hammered straight at Simpson, confronting him head-on.

Indeed, the Molten Iron Blood Code’s frontal combat strength was formidable.

But don’t forget, the Mad Corpse Blood Code was also famously “straightforward”.

When two meet head-on, the stronger prevails!

“Boom!!!”

At the moment their fists collided, Su Mo’s Frenzied Corpse Rigid Bone fractured gradually, bits flaking off.

But the immense force from Blood Burning, too, pounded into Simpson’s body.

Simpson’s metal fist shattered directly, fragments scattered all over, the terrifying impact twisting his entire arm.

“Ah!!!” Simpson collapsed in agony, falling to the ground with a heart-wrenching scream.

His Molten Iron Blood Code was out of control as well, both metal fists returned to flesh, broken bones piercing through the skin, gushing fresh blood.

Su Mo stepped forward, pinning Simpson down, bending low, speaking in a voice only he could hear: “Lady Countess sends her regards.”

Having said that, he extended a bone spur, fiercely stabbing into Simpson’s jaw.

“Pssh!” The bone spur pierced through the brain, emerging from the top of the skull, marking the traitor’s death.

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