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His body arched uncontrollably, his feet left the ground, and the blood foam that spewed from his mouth drew a scarlet arc in the air.

"puff!!!"

Red Hair was sent flying backward at an astonishing speed, like a broken sack thrown with all its might, crashing heavily into the charging crowd that followed closely behind!

Chapter 190 Continuing the Progress

The red-haired man who took a punch from Kurosaki Ryuji was sent flying backward at an astonishing speed, like a broken sack thrown with all its might, and crashed hard into the crowd that was charging after him!

"what!"

"puff!"

"Ugh!"

A series of screams rang out as the red-haired man's body flew backward like a bowling ball, instantly knocking over five or six guys behind him who couldn't dodge in time.

In an instant, chaos erupted, with people and horses falling to the ground.

The once neat and orderly charging formation was instantly torn open with a huge gap!

But this is just the beginning!

Ryuji Kurosaki's figure darted into the gap in the crowd like a ghost.

His movements were lightning fast, concise, and efficient.

He deflected the attack from the side with his left arm and then delivered a vicious elbow strike to the attacker's cheek.

The man didn't even utter a sound before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, his right leg swept across like a steel whip, lashing heavily at another guy who was trying to grab his waist with a whooshing sound.

boom! ! !

With a terrifying explosion, the man screamed as he flew through the air, knocking over two other Suzuran delinquents in the process.

Three more people rushed up from directly in front.

Instead of retreating, Kurosaki Ryuji lunged forward like a cheetah, unleashing a barrage of punches like a storm.

boom! boom! boom!

Three incredibly precise jabs, like iron hammers slamming into a sandbag, struck the three Suzuran delinquents squarely in the face.

"Ugh!"

"puff!"

"Well!"

The three men's heads snapped back, blood mixed with broken teeth spurting from their mouths, their bodies falling backward as if their bones had been removed.

Ryuji Kurosaki's figure did not pause for a moment; he was like a precise and ruthless killing machine, rampaging through the crowd.

Each strike was accompanied by a dull thud and a piercing scream.

His fists, elbows, knees, legs—every part of his body became the most deadly weapon!

No one could stop him from moving forward for more than a second.

No one could withstand even one of his serious attacks.

Wherever he went, people fell down in droves, like harvested wheat.

Blood splattered, mingling with screams that filled the air.

fear!

Absolute terror!

It spread wildly among the people like a plague!

The once-raging black tide was now smashed to pieces as if it had encountered an indestructible reef.

Those behind watched their comrades fall like mowing grass, listening to their chilling screams, and their courage to charge melted away like snow under the sun.

"Monster...Monster!"

"He is not human!"

"Run...run fast!"

Screams of despair erupted, and people began to retreat in terror, trying to escape the path of this humanoid weapon.

But the people behind kept pushing forward, and chaos ensued instantly.

Ryuji Kurosaki remained expressionless, his eyes still cold.

He grabbed a guy who was trying to back away by the collar and threw him into the crowded people next to him like trash, knocking down another group in an instant.

He kept moving, his steps firm, each step accompanied by a new scream and a fall to the ground.

Like a red-hot blade, he effortlessly sliced ​​through solidified butter, carving a blood-red path paved with pain and groans through the dense, black wall of hundreds of people.

At the edge of the playground, the steps leading to the teaching building corridor are right in front of you.

The steps were also crowded with upperclassmen delinquents who were on high alert and had even fiercer eyes, especially the core members led by Kawanishi Noboru, who were staring at the figure below who was approaching like a demon god with sinister eyes.

Ryuji Kurosaki didn't even look at the people on the steps.

He stepped onto the edge of the playground, his black shoes, stained with mud and blood, and finally stepped onto the first concrete step leading into the teaching building.

The shadows in the corridor, like the gaping maw of a giant beast, awaited his entry.

He paused slightly, shook off the warm bloodstains on the back of his right hand—whose, he didn't know—and then continued walking into the corridor without hesitation.

His silhouette, set against the leaden sky and the devastated, mournful playground behind him, appeared all the more aloof and cold, like a demon returning from hell.

........

The light in the corridor inside the teaching building suddenly dimmed.

The cold fluorescent tubes emitted a buzzing sound overhead, illuminating the narrow passageway in a stark white light.

The air was filled with dust, sweat, and a faint smell of blood drifting up from the playground.

Ryuji Kurosaki stepped onto the concrete floor of the corridor, his footsteps echoing clearly in the empty space.

He had just crossed the playground, his breathing still steady, his eyes as sharp as ever.

Only the cuffs and hem of his black school uniform were stained with dark red blood, proving that he had indeed fought his way here.

However, the corridor was not unobstructed.

Ahead, the only way to the rooftop was completely blocked by a dense crowd of people.

Unlike the rabble on the playground, this group was clearly more organized, and their eyes were more fierce and composed.

They blocked the middle of the corridor like a rock, forming a thick human wall.

The leader, tall and thin with a resolute face, looked at Kurosaki Ryuji, who was walking steadily towards him, with a complicated expression. He was none other than Kawanishi Noboru, one of the three major factions at the Suzuran Southwest Branch School.

Standing behind him were his former right-hand man, Jing Shenggang, and other former subordinates who were unwilling to succumb to oblivion and had regrouped.

Their gazes as they looked at Ryuji Kurosaki were filled with scrutiny, resentment, and a hint of solemnity stirred by the bloody battle on the training ground.

"Ryuji Kurosaki!"

Kawanishi Noboru's deep and powerful voice echoed in the quiet corridor.

Ryuji Kurosaki did not pause for a moment, maintaining a steady pace as he approached step by step.

He stopped slowly when he was less than ten meters away from Kawanishi Noboru and the others, his cold gaze sweeping across Kawanishi Noboru's face like a scalpel.

"Step aside."

Ryuji Kurosaki's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable command.

Kawanishi Noboru's face darkened. He clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking slightly. "Kurosaki Ryuji, you're too arrogant! And too impatient!"

His voice suddenly rose, filled with suppressed anger and a hint of incomprehension: "You've only been at the Linglan Southwest Branch for a few days?! Four days! Just four days! And you think you can swallow the entire branch whole? What's even more ridiculous is that you're so arrogant as to think you can challenge the entire Linglan Southwest Branch all by yourself?!"

He pointed to the empty corridor behind Kurosaki Ryuji, then to the group of older delinquents gathered behind him and those further away, who were also eager to cause trouble: "Look! Look around! You think that just because you beat those trash on the playground, you can sweep everything away? Naïve! The waters of Suzuran run far run deeper than you imagine. You're playing with fire and getting burned!"

Ryuji Kurosaki listened quietly to Noboru Kawanishi's questions and warnings, his face remaining expressionless.

After Kawanishi Sheng finished speaking, he slowly opened his mouth, his voice still calm, yet carrying an air of domineering confidence:

"Is it possible to do this...?"

His gaze was sharp as lightning, fixed on Kawanishi Noboru.

"Why don't you try it yourself and see?"

provocative!

An undisguised provocation!

This statement was like lighting a powder keg.

The old subordinates behind Kawanishi Noboru were instantly enraged and roared as they charged forward!

"asshole!"

"Too arrogant!"

"Boss! Let's teach him a lesson!"

"Wait first!"

Chuanxi Sheng suddenly raised his hand and stopped his men.

His eyes were fixed on Kurosaki Ryuji's unfathomable black eyes, and his chest heaved violently a few times.

He could see no wavering or bluffing in the other person's eyes, only an absolute certainty about their own strength!

This conviction put unprecedented pressure on Kawanishi Noboru, but it also stirred up his inherent pride and fighting spirit.

He was once the leader of a faction!

"it is good!"

Kawanishi Noboru suddenly took a step forward, his eyes blazing with intense fighting spirit: "Kurosaki Ryuji! If you can really fight your way through this corridor and climb onto the rooftop to plant your flag today, all by yourself!"

"I, Kawanishi Sheng, acknowledge that you are the boss of the Southwest Branch of Suzuran Branch School. I am completely convinced!"

Chuanxi Sheng looked around, his voice echoing throughout the corridor.

"It's a word."

Ryuji Kurosaki's lips curled up slightly.

The moment the words fell!

"Do it!"

Chuanxi Sheng let out a loud shout, like the sound of a starting gun!

His old subordinates, especially Jing Shenggang, roared and charged out like tigers released from their cages.

With a whooshing sound, Isamu swung his fist, as big as a clay pot, straight at Kurosaki Ryuji's face.

This punch embodied all his strength and anger, and its momentum was astonishing.

He had long wanted to get revenge for the beating he received last time, but he had never had the chance.

This time, when they met, Jing Shenggang went all out from the start.

However, Kurosaki Ryuji's eyes did not change at all when faced with Ibu Takeshi's vicious punch.

Just as the fist was about to touch the tip of his nose!

Ryuji Kurosaki made a move!

Fast! Faster than Jing Shenggang's reaction time.

Ryuji Kurosaki shifted his body to the side with an incredibly slight movement, and Tsuyoshi Ibu's sure-fire punch grazed his cheek, the wind from the punch ruffling the hair on his forehead.

At the same time, Kurosaki Ryuji's right fist, like a venomous snake that had been lying in wait, struck with unparalleled precision from below, relying solely on the explosive power of his waist and abdomen, without any preparatory force or fancy moves, directly at Ibu Takeshi's undefended and wide-open left rib area.

Chapter 191 Unstoppable Advance

"puff!!!"