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The blows landed squarely, and several more bald men who had tried to surround them fell with screams, filling the alley with a heavy stench of blood. The open space around Yamato instantly expanded!

"asshole!"

A fierce shout filled with anger and resentment rang out!

When Saejima Toshiyuki saw his men being slaughtered by the Yamato like straw, both old and new grudges surged into his heart.

The scene of being attacked by Yamato last time resurfaced in my mind.

Moreover, he knew that if he didn't take action, the remaining Fengxian brothers would be completely defeated!

"Die!"

Saejima Toshiyuki's eyes burned with the flames of revenge. He took three steps in two and suddenly increased his speed. He caught sight of the moment when Yamato punched a bald man away and stretched his arm to its limit.

With a sudden burst of power from his feet, he leaped high into the air like a cheetah hunting its prey.

Using the immense momentum of his fall, he clenched his right fist, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force, and with all his strength and rage, slammed it into Yamato's cheek like a meteorite.

That punch was tricky! Ruthless! The timing was impeccable!

boom! ! !

A loud, booming sound, like a heavy hammer striking a cowhide drum, suddenly rang out!

Yamato's enormous head was jerked to the side by the powerful punch, and he took a step back.

Saejima Toshiyuki landed on both feet without pausing for a moment.

He knew that an attack of this magnitude could never defeat Yamato.

His body sank down, his core strength exploded instantly, and his left fist, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, whistled through the air as he delivered a vicious hook punch to Yamato's unsuspecting abdomen and ribs!

puff!

The fist landed squarely!

However, Toshiyuki Saejima's expression suddenly changed.

He felt as if his punch had landed on a solid anvil covered in thick rubber; the image of his opponent bending over in pain that he had envisioned never materialized.

Although Yamato groaned again, he only took half a step back!

"One after another, it's so annoying!!!"

Yamato's roar, like that of a wounded bear, exploded once more. The ferocity aroused by the continuous attacks erupted completely. A swinging punch, incredibly fast, swung like a siege engine, fiercely aimed at Saejima Toshiyuki's cheek.

Fast! Too fast! And the power was beyond imagination!

Saejima Toshiyuki's pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints. A deadly sense of crisis made the hairs on his body stand on end. He desperately tried to turn his head to dodge, but his body's reaction was ultimately a fraction too slow!

boom! ! !

The punch echoed through the alley like a thunderclap! The sound was even more muffled and louder than the punch that Saejima Toshiyuki had landed on him earlier.

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The fist landed squarely on Toshiyuki Saejima's cheekbone!

"Uh!"

Saejima Toshiyuki felt an indescribable force slam into his face, his ears ringing, and he staggered backward, tilting his head to the side.

"It's not over yet!"

After regaining his balance, Toshiyuki Saejima let out a low growl and, despite the dizziness and excruciating pain, lunged at Yamato once more.

With all the power in his body gathered in his right fist, he viciously stabbed at Yamato's weak ribs like a poisonous thorn.

He knew that attacking other places would be useless; this was a relatively vulnerable target!

puff!

The fist struck again! This time, Yamato's body took another step back, his brows furrowed tightly, and the sharp pain in his waist made him groan!

efficient!

Saejima Toshiyuki was overjoyed and was about to retract his fist, gathering his strength to deliver an even more fatal blow.

... ... ...

At that very moment,

Yamato's right leg, as massive as a pillar, swept out like a battle axe, carrying a terrifying power far exceeding that of his previous punch.

The whistling wind from the leg made Saejima Toshiyuki's scalp tingle, and he almost instinctively crossed his arms to protect his chest!

Bang! ! !

A deafening, muffled thud! Like a heavy hammer striking solid wood!

"Well!"

Saejima Toshiyuki groaned, feeling an unimaginable force slamming into his chest through his arms. His arms went numb instantly, and he was forced to stagger backward, crashing heavily into the alleyway wall before finally stopping.

Yamato gave Saejima Toshiyuki no chance to catch his breath, taking a step forward and instantly casting a huge shadow over Saejima Toshiyuki, who was leaning against the wall.

Another, even more ferocious and swift side kick, like a cannonball fired from a gun, with the momentum to crush everything, was about to slam into Saejima Toshiyuki's unsuspecting abdomen!

Finished!

Saejima Toshiyuki's pupils contracted sharply!

My arms are numb and I can't lift them to block.

"Damn!!!"

Saejima Toshiyuki cursed inwardly, but could only tense his abdominal muscles, preparing to take Yamato's kick head-on!

Just as the deadly military boots were about to touch Saejima Toshiyuki's abdomen...

A hand with distinct knuckles and outstretched fingers, with unparalleled precision, gripped Yamato's ankle as he delivered a thunderous kick.

Time seems to freeze at this moment!

That arm blocked Yamato's kick before it could be fully extended and its force could be unleashed.

Chapter 227 I'll Take on Yamato One-on-One

"All of you, step back!"

Narumi Taiga's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the dust and bloody smell that filled the alley.

His hand, gripping Yamato's wrist like an iron clamp, remained as steady as a rock, completely still.

Those sharp, hawk-like eyes swept over Saejima Toshiyuki, who was kneeling on one knee, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and panting heavily, and then over the bald-headed Housen men around him, some standing and some lying down, their faces filled with fear and anger: "Leave this guy to me."

"it is good!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Toshiyuki Saejima struggled to prop himself up with his trembling arms and staggered backward.

The moment he saw Narumi Taiga appear, his tense nerves instantly relaxed by half.

The bald men around them also retreated rapidly like a tide, their movements somewhat chaotic but carrying an almost instinctive obedience.

They hurriedly helped their companion, who was groaning in pain on the ground, to his feet and cleared a relatively open space in the middle of the alley.

The originally crowded space was instantly reduced to just Narumi Taiga and Yamato, whose wrist was being held by him and who was still radiating anger.

The air seemed to freeze, leaving only the two men's heavy breathing in a silent standoff.

"So...you're the leader?"

With a slight pant, Yamato stared intently at Narumi Taiga, who was standing right in front of him, his eyes filled with rage.

The close contact allowed him to more clearly sense the aura emanating from the other party that was distinct from the other Phoenix Fairy soldiers, making him more composed and reserved.

The hand that was gripping his wrist, in particular, possessed considerable strength.

"take the lead?"

Narumi Taiga had a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes were sharp as knives: "Sorry, I'm just one of our boss's underlings."

He tilted his head slightly, his tone as relaxed as if he were discussing the weather: "Of course, you can also interpret it as someone standing in front of you right now, ready to give you a good beating."

"is it?"

Yamato's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his anger instantly overshadowing his previous seriousness: "He's clearly just a brat, yet he dares to talk back!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yamato's long-awaited left fist, like a cannonball, slammed into Narumi Taiga's face with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air.

He admitted that the other party was quite strong, but so what?

He had been working in the SWORD neighborhood for many years, and he had seen all sorts of tough guys.

He absolutely refused to believe that he would be defeated by a "Fengxian little brother"!

Narumi Taiga's reaction was astonishingly fast!

The instant Yamato's fist was launched, his right hand, which had been tucked into his pocket, was also pulled out with lightning speed.

Without blocking or dodging, it was still a straight punch, carrying an indomitable momentum, fiercely meeting the attack!

boom! ! !

Two immense, unstoppable forces collided violently in mid-air, and a dull thud echoed intensely through the narrow alley.

Thump! Thump!

Thump! Thump!

Narumi Taiga's body slid backward three and a half steps uncontrollably.

Yamato was also knocked back two steps, his tall body swaying slightly.

In terms of pure strength alone, Yamato is clearly superior.

next second.

However, in a fight, the one with the greatest strength is not necessarily the one who will win.

The moment the two regained their footing, they were like two bulls that had been completely enraged. Almost simultaneously, they let out a low growl and charged at each other again!

No probing, no tricks!

boom!boom!

Two more muffled thuds, almost in succession.

Two fists, imbued with terrifying power, slammed solidly into the other's cheeks!

Narumi Taiga's head suddenly tilted to the right, and his cheekbone instantly became red and swollen.

Yamato tilted his head back to the left, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

However, neither of them seemed to feel any pain.

The moment he pulled his head back, the second and third punches came flying out like a storm!

boom!boom!boom!boom!

The dense, suffocating sound of the blows exploded wildly between the two men, like a string of lit firecrackers.

Their coats billowed wildly in the raging airflow, their hair, soaked with sweat and clinging to their foreheads, was whipped up by the force of the punches.

The two of them stood like two painless stone statues, their feet rooted to the spot, not retreating an inch!

Completely abandoning all defense and evasion, only the most primal, savage, and hard-hitting fists collided! Every impact was a hard clash of muscles and bones, a pure contest of strength and will!

Those heavy, heart-wrenching thuds caused the bald men from Fengxian, who had retreated to the edge of the alley, to furrow their brows and go dry in the throat.

They could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in each punch, which was far beyond their ability to withstand!

"Sannoh's side... actually has monsters of this level?"

A bald man clutched his injured arm, his voice trembling with disbelief: "He actually managed to hold his own against Narumi head-on..."

"No wonder...no wonder Boss Kurosaki ordered so many of us to be mobilized!"

The other bald man watched the two figures exchanging blows wildly in the arena and muttered, "Boss Kurosaki probably anticipated that the Sannoh Alliance wouldn't be so easy to deal with!"

"Phew... thank goodness Narumi arrived in time!"

Saejima Toshiyuki leaned against the wall, watching the fierce battle unfold, still shaken: "Otherwise... we might really have all perished here today!"

Although they were amazed by Yamato's strength, the members of Housen showed no concern for Narumi Taiga.