Hot-blooded anime: Starting from being a bad boy, you can dominate the world!

A tremendous sense of frustration washed over him like a cold tide.

But he clenched his teeth, his cheeks tense, and his eyes, besides being filled with horror, also burned with an unquenchable arrogance.

Ryuji Kurosaki's gaze swept over his clenched fists, his slightly trembling yet still straight back, and his voice was calm and even.

"Now...it's your turn, do you want to continue?"

Upon hearing Kurosaki Ryuji's words, Izaki Shun abruptly raised his head, the last embers of flame in his eyes seemingly ignited by those words.

He let out a low growl, like that of a wild beast: "Of course!!"

"very good."

Ryuji Kurosaki's lips curled up slightly, with a hint of admiration: "If you don't even have the courage to make a move, then I will only look down on you completely."

"Damn it! Don't think you've already won!!"

With a roar, Shun Izaki abandoned all distractions and charged towards Ryuji Kurosaki like an arrow released from a bow.

With his right fist clenched and arm muscles bulging, he unleashed a fierce straight punch with all his strength and speed, aiming straight for Kurosaki Ryuji's face.

The fist wind howls!

However, in front of Ryuji Kurosaki, Shun Izaki's full-force punch was still not fast enough.

Ryuji Kurosaki didn't even step back; he merely tilted his head to the left as if he had anticipated it.

call! ! !

Shun Izaki's fist, carrying a strong gust of wind, grazed past his right ear and struck empty air.

With his attack missing its mark, Shun Izaki's ferocity was fully unleashed.

He barely paused, using the momentum of his forward charge to whip his left leg upwards like a whip, delivering a fierce side kick that swept viciously towards Kurosaki Ryuji's left waist with a whooshing sound.

But Ryuji Kurosaki reacted even faster!

The instant Izaki Shun lifted his leg, Kurosaki Ryuji's left hand shot out like lightning.

With his five fingers like hooks, he grabbed the ankle that Shun Izaki kicked.

The power and speed of Shun Izaki's leg vanished the moment it touched Ryuji Kurosaki's palm, easily restrained.

Shun Izaki felt as if his ankle was being clamped tightly by red-hot iron clamps, and a sharp pain shot through him.

Alarm bells were ringing in his head; he tried to pull his leg away, but it wouldn't budge.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible, terrifying force, like a flash flood, emanated from that hand!

"Ugh!!!"

Shun Izaki only had time to let out a short gasp before he felt the world spinning around him.

Kurosaki Ryuji grabbed his leg and, as if swinging a light, tattered sack, used his waist and abdomen to spin him half a circle on the spot, then violently flung Izaki Shun out of the window of a classroom next to the corridor!

Wow! ! !

A deafening explosion!

Shun Izaki's body, like a human cannonball, smashed violently through the dusty glass window.

The shattered glass shards scattered like ice crystals.

He continued his momentum, crashing heavily into the dimly lit classroom amidst countless wood chips and glass shards, overturning several desks as he rolled.

Finally, it stopped amidst the chaos, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Cough cough... Pfft!"

Shun Izaki felt as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and excruciating pain surged through him like a tidal wave.

He struggled, supporting himself with trembling arms, trying to stand up. His eyes were filled with pain and humiliation, but even more so with a bewildered sense of being stunned by the beating.

However, before he could fully regain his footing...

Ryuji Kurosaki's figure, like a ghost, leaped through the broken window and landed steadily in front of him.

Before Shun Izaki could even make any defensive move, his collar was grabbed tightly by a large hand like an iron clamp.

Ryuji Kurosaki lifted him off the ground like a chick.

Immediately afterwards, his right fist, stained with blood and sweat, carrying a chilling wind pressure, slammed mercilessly toward Shun Izaki's face.

boom! ! !

Another dull, heavy blow!

Shun Izaki's head snapped back, his vision went completely black for a moment, and a mixture of blood and saliva gushed out from his nose.

But this is not over yet!

After Kurosaki Ryuji's fist struck his face, his right leg rose like a battle axe, delivering a ferocious front kick that landed squarely on Izaki Shun's unsuspecting abdomen.

Boom! ! !

Shun Izaki's body was as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding truck. His feet left the ground, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Boom!

His back slammed hard against the back wall of the classroom.

The immense impact caused the lime on the wall to fall in a shower.

Shun Izaki's body clung to the wall for a moment like a mural before slowly sliding down and collapsing among a pile of overturned tables and chairs.

He was curled up, coughing violently, each cough bringing up a lot of bloody froth, his eyes almost losing focus.

Ryuji Kurosaki continued walking, reaching the limp Shun Izaki, his voice still calm: "Now, do you want to submit?"

"Ah~~~"

Shun Izaki struggled, and although he felt like his body was falling apart, he managed to slowly climb back up by holding onto the wall.

His response was to throw his fist at Ryuji Kurosaki once again.

However, in his current state, his fist was weak and powerless, posing no threat whatsoever to Kurosaki Ryuji.

In an instant, Ryuji Kurosaki threw a backhand punch, hitting Shun Izaki in the face once again.

Bang!

Shun Izaki's head lolled to the side, and he fell straight down, completely losing consciousness.

He was about to crash to the ground.

Ryuji Kurosaki reached out and helped him up, then handed him to a D-team member in the corridor who was still barely able to move.

"Take him to the infirmary."

After saying this, Ryuji Kurosaki turned and walked away into the distance without looking back.

.....

Classroom for Grade 1, Group E.

The air was thick with smoke, and the atmosphere was somber.

About 20 delinquents from Suzuran were huddled together smoking, whispering about the huge commotion and faint screams that had just come from outside.

Just then, the classroom door was silently pushed open.

A tall figure with striking short silver-white hair appeared at the doorway.

The classroom fell silent instantly.

All the smoking movements froze.

···Requesting flowers·· ···

The members of Group E looked at the figure at the door, at the still-dry dark red bloodstains on his uniform, at his cold eyes, and an indescribable chill instantly swept through the entire classroom.

Ryuji Kurosaki's gaze swept over every pale-faced, terrified face in the classroom, and his deep, clear voice rang out: "First grade, only you are left."

The moment the words left his mouth, Ryuji Kurosaki moved!

He was too lazy to ask what the options were, and too lazy to listen to any more nonsense.

After all, I'm too lazy to keep repeating the same thing.

It's better to just take action; we're going to fight anyway.

boom! ! !

Boom! ! !

Two muffled thuds, almost simultaneously!

The two E group members closest to the door didn't even have a chance to react. They only saw a black shadow flash before their eyes, and then a huge force struck them. They screamed and flew backward, crashing heavily onto the desks behind them, instantly losing their fighting ability!

"what!!!"

"He...he's here!!"

The remaining members of Group E were terrified, like a flock of frightened sheep, screaming in terror as they retreated in a huddle.

... 0

The look in their eyes as they looked at Ryuji Kurosaki was filled with extreme fear.

The terrifying record of consecutively defeating four groups—A, B, C, and D—weighed like a heavy boulder on their hearts.

Just as panic was spreading.

"Shut the fuck up!!"

A roar, trembling yet forced to remain calm, rang out!

The crowd parted, and a man of fairly strong build with a somewhat fierce look on his face stepped forward, blocking their path.

He is none other than the leader of Class E in the first year: Tadata Tamura!

Tadashi Tamura's heart was pounding, and his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

He knew how terrifying the man in front of him was, but as the leader of Group E, if he didn't even dare to stand up, how could he maintain his position in Suzuran in the future?

He suppressed his fear, stiffened his neck, pointed at Kurosaki Ryuji, and roared, his voice a mix of bravado and cowardice: "Kurosaki Ryuji! Don't think we'll submit to you so easily like those other good-for-nothings! I, Tamura Tadata..."

He hadn't finished speaking!

He hadn't even fully uttered the word "accept".

Ryuji Kurosaki had already appeared in front of him!

Without warning!

No nonsense!

Only one fist, containing terrifying power, rapidly enlarged in Tamura Chuta's terrified pupils!

boom! ! !

A dull thud, like a heavy hammer hitting a sandbag.

Tamura Chuta felt an unimaginable force slam into his cheek.

He could even hear the tooth-grinding groan emanating from his own cheekbone; the immense impact even lifted his feet off the ground instantly.

He was like a soccer ball that had been powerfully struck, screaming as he flew backward.

Crash! Bang! Bang!

Tamura Chuta's body traced an arc through the air, crashing violently into several desks along the way.

If it weren't for the quick reaction of the E group members behind him, who screamed and desperately dodged to both sides, they would probably have been knocked down by this "human cannonball".

Tadashi Tamura fell heavily to the ground and rolled several times before stopping.

He felt half of his face go numb, his ears were ringing, he saw stars, and his mouth was full of the taste of blood. He struggled to get up but...

Chapter 182 I'm convinced!

Tamura Chuta felt half of his face go numb, his ears were ringing, he saw stars, and his mouth was full of the taste of blood. He struggled to get up.

But a black shoe stained with blood and dust had already landed firmly on the floor beside him.

Immediately afterwards, a cold, large hand, like an iron clamp, grabbed Tamura Tadata by the collar and lifted him off the ground effortlessly, like a chick.