บท 39: Chapter 39 - Krav Maga

The crowd's hysterical screams filled the arena, amplifying the tension and disappointment as Vernon's body flew through the air before crashing hard onto the ring floor, the sound echoing painfully throughout the arena. The impact was bone-chilling, causing many spectators to wince.

Cheers turned to anxious murmurs as everyone's eyes stayed glued to Vernon, who lay helpless, sprawled out, his body barely moving as he struggled to regain his senses.

Marino moved toward Vernon's weakened body, his steps calm and confident, a mocking grin twisting across his face. "I'm going to end this," he sneered, satisfaction dripping from his voice. "Just like you humiliated my friends. Now, it's your turn."

Each word landed like a hammer blow, crushing Vernon's hopes bit by bit. Without a second thought, Marino raised his leg and slammed a brutal kick into Vernon's ribs, giving him no time to recover.

Crack!