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

"Don't let him go crazy! This guy's strength is off!"

Amidst the chaotic shouts, a burly member of the Sannoh clan, with exceptionally well-developed arms, unleashed a terrifying power.

His eyes were bloodshot, like those of a raging beast.

It was the crab from the mountain king.

Because he looked like a crab, he was ridiculed by his classmates when he was a child, which eventually left him with extremely serious aftereffects.

He would assume anyone calling him "crab" was mocking him, regardless of friend or foe, and would immediately erupt in anger.

"Damn it!!! Who are you calling a crab?! You bastard!!!"

A roar, like that of a wounded beast, filled with endless humiliation and rage, instantly drowned out all the noise.

At this moment, the crab's rationality was completely ignited by the words ".々crab".

His arms were bulging with muscles like a coiled dragon, and his veins were bulging like an angry python.

He suddenly bent down, and with his large, fan-like hand, he grabbed the belt of a scoundrel who was trying to lock his legs, and lifted him over his head like a chick!

"roll!!!"

With a thunderous roar, the crab slammed the terrified, screaming Kaijiu into the dense crowd like a shot put!

boom! ! !

The human cannonballs knocked down three or four members of the Godslayer Legion who couldn't dodge in time, causing a series of screams!

But this was just the beginning! The crab, now completely enraged, charged into the crowd like a human bulldozer.

He completely ignored the punches and kicks landing on him, his hands like iron clamps, grabbed the arm of a thug, and swung it with all his might!

Woo!

Kaijiu screamed as he was swung away, knocking down another group of people!

Then grab the collar of another bald man named Fengxian and slam him to the ground like a sack of potatoes!

(Okay, okay, okay)

With a muffled thud, the bald man fainted on the spot!

The ferocious crabs were like tigers among sheep, causing chaos and destruction wherever they went.

His ruthless and terrifying strength terrified all the members of the Godslayer Legion who tried to surround him.

He would grab one unlucky person after another and throw, smash, or slam them.

Ordinary delinquents are like toy to him.

In an instant, he violently cleared out a large area around him.

The members of the Godslayer Legion stared in horror at the crazed "humanoid beast" and involuntarily retreated, none daring to step forward!

However, right in the heart of this raging chaos, an exceptionally tall figure, like a giant ship parting the waves, slowly emerged from the retreating crowd.

He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, the crimson tip flickering against the chaotic backdrop.

His steps were steady, carrying an air of domineering pressure.

Sunlight streamed in from behind him, casting a huge, deep shadow in front of him, completely enveloping the ferocious crab.

Chapter 235 The Protagonist Arrives

The crab was engrossed in its killing spree when it saw someone fearless enough to approach it. Without a second thought, just like before, it stretched out its large, sweat- and blood-stained hand and grabbed the man's collar!

"Fly away!!!"

The crab roared and pulled upwards with all its might, trying to swing the other side and smash it away!

Not moving at all!

The crab was startled, a hint of surprise flashing in its ferocious crimson eyes.

He exerted force again, his arm muscles bulging, and the veins throbbing as if they were about to burst!

Still completely still!

It was as if he had grabbed not a person, but a steel statue cast into the ground!

The crab looked up in disbelief, following the collar it was clutching tightly.

The first thing that catches the eye is the other person's jawline, as hard as a marble sculpture, followed by a slightly pursed mouth with a hint of mockery, and then those cold eyes that look down at you like an abyss.

That gaze was terrifyingly calm, yet it carried an indifference as if looking at an ant.

Its massive body stood there, casting a shadow that seemed to weigh a ton.

Ryuji Kurosaki lowered his head slightly, looking down at the crab whose face was contorted from exertion, and slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke.

The smoke swirled between the two men, carrying a cold, tobaccoy scent.

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the surrounding noise, carrying a chilling calm: "It seems... my little brothers are quite well taken care of by you."

"Ugh!!!"

The crab ignored what Kurosaki Ryuji said, its roar like that of a wild beast, its hands gripping Kurosaki Ryuji's shirt tightly like iron pincers, its knuckles turning white from the excessive force!

One of her legs wrapped around Ryuji Kurosaki's calf, attempting to use all her strength and weight to overturn and knock down this mountain-like figure!

On the crab's forehead, neck, and arms, every bulging vein writhed and twisted like an angry dragon, showing that it was squeezing out the last bit of potential from its body.

Sweat streamed down his flushed face, dripping onto Kurosaki Ryuji's shoes.

With each exertion, his muscles trembled violently, and he groaned in unbearable pain!

However, no matter how much he roared or exerted his strength, Kurosaki Ryuji, who was locked in place, remained rooted to the spot and did not move an inch!

The tall figure didn't even sway once!

The crab felt as if it were shaking a real mountain.

All their strength vanished like mud oxen entering the sea, swallowed up by the opponent's unfathomable composure.

An overwhelming sense of powerlessness and despair, like an icy tide, instantly overwhelmed the crab's raging mind.

"Huff...huff...huff"

Finally, exhausted, the crab, as if its bones had been removed, let go of its hands weakly, slumped down, and gasped for breath, its eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

"Have you had enough fun?"

Ryuji Kurosaki's icy voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, completely devoid of emotion.

Without even glancing at the exhausted crab, he casually flicked the cigarette butt from his mouth towards a trash can a few meters away.

The next moment!

Kurosaki Ryuji's right hand, which looked as if it were forged from fine steel, shot out like lightning.

With five fingers like iron hooks, it grabbed the crab's collar, which was already soaked with sweat!

The movement was so fast that the crabs didn't have time to react.

He only saw a fist rapidly enlarging in his field of vision.

That wasn't a fist, but a siege hammer that came hurtling in!

boom! ! ! !

A dull, teeth-grinding thud resounded, like a heavy hammer slamming into a sandbag!

The fist landed squarely on the crab's left cheek!

In that instant, the crab felt as if its head had been hit head-on by a speeding train.

Time seemed to freeze. A blinding white light suddenly burst forth before my eyes, and all I could hear was a sharp, tearing buzzing sound.

All the pain disappeared, leaving only an extreme shock and emptiness, as if the soul had been forcibly ripped from the body, and blood mixed with saliva uncontrollably spurted from the corner of the mouth!

The immense impact caused his body to stagger backward uncontrollably, like a kite with a broken string.

My feet felt like they were walking on cotton, I completely lost my balance and was about to fall heavily to the ground!

In the blink of an eye, as his body leaned back and he was about to fall, he was caught in a sudden, violent fall.

Ryuji Kurosaki's figure approached again like a ghost.

He pushed off the ground with his right foot, and his body sprang out like a spring compressed to its limit!

call!

A fierce front kick, like a cannonball, with a shrill whistling sound as it tore through the air, slammed into the crab's defenseless chest once again!

Boom! ! ! !

Another heart-stopping thud! Like a heavy hammer striking a drum!

"Pfft~~~"

The crab spat out a jet of blood, and its body flew backward as if it had been hit by a siege engine, even faster than when it was retreating!

His massive body traced a pathetic arc through the air before crashing heavily, like a broken sack, onto the stone slabs a few meters away.

It rolled around several times before stopping, lying face down and motionless.

Blood quickly spread from beneath him, staining the cold ground red.

Only the slight undulation of his back proved that he still had a breath left.

After doing all this, Kurosaki Ryuji seemed to casually brush the dust off his clothes.

He slowly took out another cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and lit it with a "click".

Wisps of smoke rose, blurring his cold, handsome profile.

His deep gaze swept past the crab lying on the ground like a dead dog and landed on the figure still locked in fierce combat not far away: Cobra.

At this moment, the cobra was suppressing Serizawa Tamao like a raging storm.

His punches were like dense hailstones, fast, ruthless, and accurate.

Each swing is accompanied by a piercing shriek that tears through the air.

boom! boom! boom!

The dull thuds of the blows were like rapid drumbeats, and the shadow of Cobra's fists almost enveloped the upper body of Serizawa Tamao.

Shoulders, chest, arms, cheeks... Tamao Serizawa was beaten so badly he could only defend himself.

He desperately shielded his head with both arms, his body staggering backward like a small boat in a storm under the violent impact.

With each block, his arm was wracked with excruciating pain. His breathing was heavy and labored, sweat mixed with blood blurred his vision, his face was already bruised and purple, and blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth!

Tamao Serizawa did not refute the tactic.

Whenever the cobra's offensive slowed down, he would unleash a beast-like ferocity, throwing heavy punches in an attempt to retaliate.

His punches were equally heavy, but Cobra managed to dodge or block them most of the time.

It cannot cause substantial damage or disrupt the cobra's offensive rhythm.

Cobra's speed, skill, experience, and near-perfect offensive and defensive transitions completely suppressed Serizawa Tamao's counterattacks!

The difference between the two became clear during the sustained high-intensity competition.

The cobra's aura remained calm and deep, its eyes sharp and focused, like a sophisticated and efficient combat machine.

As for Tamao Serizawa, he was like a candle burning to its limit, his stamina rapidly depleting, his movements becoming sluggish, and each block appearing increasingly strained.

Chapter 236 Don't Say My Victory Was Unfair

With the two sides rapidly switching between offense and defense, Serizawa Tamao's attacks posed little threat to Cobra. Instead, his injuries worsened, his stamina rapidly depleted, his movements became sluggish, and each block became increasingly difficult.

finally.

boom! ! !

Cobra delivered a cunning right hook, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, precisely bypassing Serizawa Tamao's exhausted arms and slamming it hard into his left cheek.

"Ugh!"

Tamao Serizawa let out a painful groan and jerked his head to the right.