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"Street thugs? Joining those insignificant little gangs and struggling at the bottom? Or putting down your fists, becoming an ordinary person, and letting those three years of passion and scars become a past you can only reminisce about while lying in bed?"

Ryuji Kurosaki's voice had a penetrating quality, resounding in everyone's ears: "I believe that none of you here, those who truly possess power and yearn to make a difference, will be content with this."

He stood up, and an invisible sense of oppression instantly spread, causing everyone to subconsciously straighten their backs.

"Therefore, my plan is to create our own legion, on the premise of establishing an extreme power."

"This legion will unite the strongest forces of our Northwest Branch of Fengxian and Southwest Branch of Linglan. It will no longer be bound by the boundaries of Linglan or Fengxian, but will only have members of the legion!"

"This legion is the cornerstone of our future."

Ryuji Kurosaki's gaze deepened: "When we graduate and leave Suzuran or Housen, this legion will go to conquer a much wider world..."

He changed the subject and softened his tone: "Of course, this is just one option. I don't force anyone. After graduation, if someone wants to take the right path and live a stable life, I will never stop them, and I will even give my blessings. The Legion's doors are only open to those who share the same ideals and are willing to embark on the extreme path together."

"It's just an option, an option prepared for brothers who are unwilling to be ordinary and yearn to create their own future with their fists."

Ryuji Kurosaki looked around, his voice rising again, carrying an undeniable decisiveness: "Of course, that's all in the future. Right now, the most important significance of establishing this legion is to break down the barriers between Suzuran and Housen. From now on, we are the same force, brothers fighting side by side. Our fists will point in the same direction, our enemies will be faced by the legion together, and our glory will belong to the entire legion!"

"We will sweep away everything and create a glorious era that is unprecedented and will never be repeated!"

The final declaration, like a thunderclap, exploded in the warehouse, sending dust swirling down.

Dead silence.

Then came the sounds of suppressed breathing and heartbeats.

Tamao Serizawa slowly loosened his clenched fist, and the intense confrontation in his eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a complex sense of acceptance and a solemn acceptance of reality.

Narumi Taiga let out a soft breath, and his gaze toward Kurosaki Ryuji held a newfound genuine approval and a profound contemplation of the future.

Although his fighting spirit remained high, his brow was still furrowed, but his intense resistance seemed to have been somewhat diluted by the grand vision and the selective reality.

"To establish a legion?"

Kawanishi Sheng muttered to himself, his eyes lighting up.

"Sounds...not bad."

Zhongjing shrugged, a look of interest on his face.

After all, they are about to graduate, and they do need to think about their future.

"How about it?"

Ryuji Kurosaki's voice broke the silence: "The choice is in each of your hands."

No one moved.

The white of the balsam and the black of the lily of the valley seemed to blur under the dim yellow light.

A brand new, cohesive force, imbued with iron will and ambition, quietly took root in this abandoned dock warehouse.

Finally, this legion was named the Godslayer Legion, meaning the strongest legion that fears no god and can even slaughter gods, and thus it was established.

.......

Half a month later, night fell.

Ryuji Kurosaki, Taiga Narumi, Tamao Serizawa, Tokio Tatsukawa, Jun Kamata, and Toshiyuki Saejima went to a relatively quiet bar to relax.

The bar was dimly lit, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of alcohol and coffee beans.

A few people sat in a corner booth, with several glasses of whiskey and beer on the table.

The atmosphere was much more relaxed than it had been two weeks ago. Although Serizawa Tamao and Narumi Taiga talked a lot more, Kamata Jun and Saejima Toshiyuki were much more lively, discussing some interesting things that had happened at school recently.

"Hey, hey, look over there!"

Suddenly, Jun Kamata nudged Toshiyuki Saejima with his elbow, lowered his voice, and glanced toward the bar.

Everyone's eyes followed.

Two young girls were sitting at the bar.

She had long black hair, wore a light and airy dress, had a soft profile, a gentle demeanor, and was petite.

The other one was wearing a denim jacket and a short skirt, looking lively yet slightly masculine, and was quite tall.

Both girls were quite beautiful and stood out in the dim lighting of the bar.

However, at this moment they were surrounded by two thugs.

The two were clearly drunk, grinning and getting very close, talking to each other, and even trying to touch the tall girl's shoulder.

The tall girl frowned and leaned back slightly to avoid the movement.

The petite girl had a stern face, her eyes revealing obvious impatience and warning.

"Tsk, another piece of scum."

Tamao Serizawa snorted; he couldn't stand guys who harassed women while drunk.

"Should we go over and help?"

Jun Kamata was eager to try, and Toshiyuki Saejima nodded in agreement, preparing to get up.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The seemingly gentle and petite girl's delicate expression vanished instantly when the thug reached out his groping hand again, and her eyes became extremely sharp.

She lifted her canvas-shoe-clad foot with lightning speed, the movement so fast it was almost impossible to see the trajectory, yet incredibly precise.

"Ow!!!"

A bloodcurdling scream echoed through the bar.

The thug who reached out his hand instantly turned ashen-faced, his eyes bulging out.

His whole body was like a shrimp with its spine removed, hunched over, his hands tightly covering his groin, his legs tightly clamped together, kneeling on the ground in pain, his whole body convulsing violently, unable to even make a sound, only the hoarse breathing sounds coming from his throat.

Before the other thug could react, his companion had already fallen.

He paused for a moment, then flew into a rage: "You bitch..."

The cursing stopped abruptly!

Because the tall, short-haired girl also moved the moment her companion fell.

Her movements were equally swift and direct, a clean and crisp high side kick that lashed the side of the still-standing thug like a whip!

"boom!"

The thug was knocked dizzy by the powerful kick and crashed heavily onto a small round table next to him, shattering cups, plates, and drinks all over the floor. Already drunk, he passed out without even uttering a sound.

The entire bar fell silent instantly, and even the background music seemed to be paused.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene that unfolded in the blink of an eye.

At the booth, Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima gasped almost simultaneously, instinctively squeezing their legs together, their expressions a mixture of shock, lingering fear, and disbelief.

"Wow... Wow... So amazing!"

Jun Kamata felt a dull ache in a certain part of his body.

"This...this girl...is too fierce!"

Saejima Toshiyuki's eyes twitched as he watched. He never expected that the two girls, who looked pretty and even a little frail, would be so ruthless and precise in their attacks, especially that groin kick, which made his scalp tingle.

A hint of surprise flashed in Narumi Taiga's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

Tamao Serizawa grinned, finding it rather interesting.

Ryuji Kurosaki picked up his glass, took a small sip, and his deep gaze fell on the two girls who were calmly straightening their clothes, as if they had just swatted two flies.

The petite girl regained her gentle demeanor, though a hint of coldness lingered in the depths of her eyes.

The tall girl glanced disdainfully at the two unconscious thugs on the ground and clapped her hands.

Chapter 195 Red Ram

Lead-gray clouds hung low, and a cool breeze swept across the empty rooftop of the Southwest Campus of Lily of the Valley.

Ryuji Kurosaki leaned against the wire mesh at the edge of the rooftop, his gaze calmly sweeping over the somewhat desolate campus below.

Tamao Serizawa, Nakai, Noboru Kawanishi, Tokio Tatsukawa, Shun Izaki, Takashi Makise, Yuji Toji, and others were also there, some with their arms crossed in deep thought, others talking in hushed tones.

The pure black banner bearing the name "Ryuji Kurosaki" still fluttered above their heads, proclaiming ownership of this place.

"Boss, where should we go next? We can't just stay cooped up in this little corner of the Southwest Branch School, can we?"

Yuji Tokaji was the first to break the brief silence.

Once the strength is gathered, it will naturally seek a larger stage.

Nakai immediately chimed in, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "Of course it's the Suzuran Headquarters, boss. Those three bastards who came from the Headquarters last time—Minister Oozora, Ando Ryu, and Honma Masano Takeshi—didn't take us seriously at all. I can't swallow this insult!"

His fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and Kawanishi Noboru beside him nodded with a gloomy face. Clearly, the crushing defeat they had suffered was a deep humiliation in their hearts.

Shun Izaki was also eager to get started.

Mentioning the three names of Suzuran Main Campus noticeably sombered the atmosphere on the rooftop.

Even now, with his strength having increased considerably, Serizawa Tamao's eyes have become exceptionally sharp.

After all, the three students from the Suzuran main campus are not just boasting about their strength; they have earned it through real combat.

Ryuji Kurosaki did not answer immediately. He slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd before finally settling on the blurry skyline of the city in the distance.

"Lily of the Valley Main Campus..."

Ryuji Kurosaki's deep voice rang out, carrying a hint of barely perceptible solemnity.

According to the information currently available, any one of the three—Minister Ozora, Ryu Ando, ​​and Takeshi Honma—possesses at least the ability to 'massacre' a school on their own.

This means that they have most likely already reached the legendary level.

With a legendary combat power of 300, he would be a figure who stands at the top of the pyramid, not to mention the delinquent world, even in the yakuza world.

Ryuji Kurosaki, who already possesses legendary-level combat power, is naturally not afraid of any of them.

But what about the remaining two? Kurosaki Ryuji's gaze swept over Serizawa Tamao, Nakai, Kawanishi Noboru, and the others.

With the strength of Serizawa Tamao and others, they could easily crush ordinary thugs.

But facing two legendary figures at the same time, it's simply not enough.

Just as Kurosaki Ryuji was pondering, Tatsukawa Tokio, who had been deep in thought, suddenly spoke up: "No matter what, the challenge to the main campus must be postponed. I just received some new information."

Everyone's eyes were instantly focused on him.

"At the Lily of the Valley main campus, an earth-shattering one-on-one duel took place."

Tatsukawa Toki's voice carried a hint of shock: "That Minister of the Sky has been defeated."

"what?!"

Shun Izaki looked up abruptly, almost dropping his cigarette.

Nakai and Kawanishi Noboru stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

The Minister of the Sky has been defeated? This news was like a thunderbolt!

"Whom did they lose to?"

Ryuji Kurosaki's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"A guy named Kanata Hanazono."

Tatsukawa Tokio slowly uttered the name: "It is said that this battle was extremely fierce. Minister Osora was seriously injured and fell into a coma. He is still in the hospital and it is unlikely that he will be able to recover his fighting strength in a short period of time."

"so..."

Tatsukawa Tokio concluded, "Even if we defeat Suzuran Headquarters while Minister Ozora is seriously injured, it won't be very meaningful. If we're going to fight, we should fight them fair and square when they are at their strongest and most complete!"

Chen Chuan Shisheng's words are reasonable.

Ryuji Kurosaki nodded slightly, agreeing with Tokiaki Tatsukawa's opinion.

Just as he was about to speak, his gaze suddenly sharpened, turning as keenly as a hawk's as it fell upon a shadowy area near the back door below the rooftop.

"Ok?"

Ryuji Kurosaki frowned slightly.

Everyone followed his gaze.