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

The sound of blows was as dense as rain!

But there were simply too many enemies, like maggots clinging to their bones, clinging to them tightly, making it difficult for them to break free for a time.

"Brother Kurosaki! Leave this to us!!"

"You guys go up there quickly!!"

At the critical moment, two figures, accompanied by resolute roars, suddenly charged in from the flank!

It was precisely this fighting spirit and fierce determination that made them stand out!

They recklessly charged into the encirclement, using their bodies and fists to tear a gap in the wall of bald, upperclassmen surrounding Kurosaki Ryuji and his two companions.

Toshiyuki Saejima, Hayato Shibayama, Yuji Oguchi, and others fought hard, widening the gap.

"Okay! Please help me!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Kurosaki Ryuji gave Toshiro Matoba and Rikiya Kumakiri a deep look, his eyes filled with trust and entrustment.

"Narumi! Kamata! Let's go!"

Immediately, Ryuji Kurosaki, Taiga Narumi, and Jun Kamata burst out from the opening, stepped onto the stairs again, and rushed upwards.

As Narumi Taiga and Kamata Jun passed each other, Narumi Taiga patted Matoba Toshi and Kumakiri Rikiya heavily on the shoulders, their unspoken understanding unspoken.

The younger students followed closely behind Kurosaki Ryuji and his two companions, surging up the stairs like a flood.

"Seniors!"

His fighting spirit suddenly shifted, and he stood with his arm across the stairwell, like a guardian deity.

His face was smeared with blood, but his eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit. His voice, like a thunderclap, resounded through the first-floor corridor: "No passage ahead!!"

"Want to get through here?"

Kumagiri Rikiya wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes sharp as a hawk's, and assumed a fighting stance. His voice was cold and provocative: "First, ask my fists if they agree! You can all stay here!"

The two were like two insurmountable mountains, firmly guarding the passage to the second floor!

"Kill them!"

"Rush over!"

Provoked by the two men's imposing presence, the older bald students roared and surged forward once more.

With their fighting spirit and roaring, Xiongqie Rikiya charged forward, and a fierce battle ensued.

The two, along with other younger students, managed to stop the older bald students.

However, the upperclassmen's offensive was not so simple.

Just as he was about to unleash his fighting spirit and knock someone down with a single punch, his old strength had just dissipated and new strength had not yet arisen.

call!

A sharp gust of wind suddenly emerged from the chaotic crowd, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, and struck directly at the ribs of the fighter.

Fast! Ruthless! Accurate!

"Um?!"

His fighting spirit and instincts were astonishing. He instantly twisted his waist and lowered his elbow, his arm muscles bulging, and he narrowly blocked the attack with the outside of his forearm.

boom!

The heavy thud was like the beating of a drum! A tremendous force came, and even with his strong fighting spirit and stable lower body, he was knocked off balance and staggered back several steps before regaining his footing.

Almost at the same moment.

On the other side, a swift, whip-like leg, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, darted out from the gaps in the crowd with lightning speed, aiming straight for Kumakiri Rikiya's unsuspecting chest opening.

"Varied…!"

Kumagiri Rikiya's pupils contracted sharply, and in his haste, he only had time to cross his arms to protect his chest.

Boom!

With a solid thud, Kumagiri Rikiya felt a tremendous force slam into his arms.

With a muffled groan, he was kicked backward by the force of the kick.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

A slightly mocking and dissatisfied voice rang out, carrying a condescending tone: "As a junior, standing in front of your senior and shouting like that, and being so arrogant... isn't that a bit too unruly?"

The crowd parted to both sides like a tide, and Shoji Gono slowly walked out.

His narrow eyes held a scrutinizing gaze with a hint of amusement, and a cold smile curved his lips as his eyes, like those of a venomous snake, were fixed on Kumakiri Rikiya, who had just regained his footing and whose chest was still throbbing.

Immediately afterwards, another silent yet even more imposing figure slowly stepped out from the crowd on the other side.

He still wore his signature dejected face, but his eyes were sharp as knives, fixed on the fighting spirit of the man who had just regained his footing and was swinging his numb arms.

It was another senior student, Tsuchiya Otoko.

He didn't speak, but the heavy fighting spirit contained in his silence was more threatening than any words.

"Seniors! It's actually the two of you!"

Upon seeing who it was, the man with the fighting spirit in his eyes showed no fear, but instead ignited an even more intense fighting spirit. A wild smile spread across his lips: "What a coincidence!"

Kumakiri Rikiya rubbed his chest, which felt stuffy, and his eyes sharpened as he stared intently at Gono Shoji: "Hmph! The test at the freshman ceremony, which was only a brief exchange, didn't produce a winner. It seems we'll have to get a real result today!"

Without uttering any unnecessary words, Tsuchiya let out a low growl, like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time finally erupting.

With a powerful push from his legs, he slammed his feet off the ground and charged forward with unstoppable momentum towards the arena.

A straightforward punch, devoid of any fancy moves but brimming with the power of the entire body, carrying the force of the blow, aimed straight at the face of the fighter.

"Well done!"

His eyes gleamed with fighting spirit.

He didn't dodge or evade either, but lowered his body slightly, clenched his right fist, and unleashed a powerful straight punch.

There are no techniques involved, only the most primal and pure clash of forces.

boom! ! !

Two fists, imbued with their full strength, collided fiercely in the confined space!

The immense recoil caused both of them to shudder violently, their arms going numb and tingling. They each stumbled back three steps before barely managing to regain their balance.

For the first time, astonishment appeared on Tsuchiya's dejected face. He stared in disbelief at his slightly trembling fist; the opponent's strength... was in no way inferior to his own.

I was able to suppress my fighting spirit a bit during the freshman orientation ceremony last time.

It was because of the lack of fighting spirit at that time that he concealed his true abilities.

Or is it that the fighting spirit on the field has become stronger?

"Senpai! If you underestimate me, I'll kill you!"

With a savage grin spreading across his face, he swung his right arm and charged at Tsuchiya Man again.

"You little brat, you think you can take advantage of me just because I've taught you a lesson!"

Tsuchiya snorted coldly, concealing the surprise in his eyes. After taking a deep breath, he also met the fighting spirit of the field.

The two men, like two bulls with bloodshot eyes, clashed violently together once again.

Every punch landed squarely, the dull thuds of the blows echoing throughout the room.

His fighting spirit grew stronger with each battle, his body seemed to contain boundless potential, and each punch seemed to be heavier than the last.

He no longer passively parried, but actively launched attacks, exchanging injuries for injuries, undeterred by the pain and pain.

A heavy hook punch slammed into Tsuchiya's jaw, followed by a sharp swing punch aimed at his temple.

With his extensive experience and equally strong physique, Tsuchiya fought back fiercely.

But the dejected look on his face grew increasingly serious, and his steps became heavy under the opponent's ferocious attack. Every time he blocked, he felt a tearing pain in his arm.

Gradually, faced with the fighting spirit of the field, I felt a suffocating sense of powerlessness.

The scales of victory are beginning to tip in favor of the fighting spirit on the field!

.......

It was during the fight between Tsuchiya and Osamu that this happened.

Shoji Gono's lips curled into a cold smile: "Let me see how much you've improved in this time!"

Before he finished speaking, he swayed and quickly closed the distance with Kumakiri Rikiya, swinging his fists repeatedly.

"Humph!"

With a cold look in his eyes, Kumakiri Rikiya moved swiftly, narrowly avoiding Shoji Gono's attack.

After dodging the first wave of attacks.

Kumagiri Rikiya immediately pivoted on his left foot, and his right leg swept out like a steel whip, aiming straight for Gono Shoji's lower body.

The shift between offense and defense can happen in the blink of an eye.

Shoji Gono reacted extremely quickly, stomping his left foot heavily on the ground and leaping back half a step, easily avoiding the sweeping leg.

A hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, but more so a cold fighting spirit: "Kumakiri, your reaction was good, but... it's not enough!"

As he spoke, he moved closer again.

The attacks were like a sudden storm, relentless and ruthless, targeting the weak points in Kumakiri Rikiya's defense.

For a moment, Xiongqieli (ma de)zai was forced to retreat repeatedly by this storm-like offensive, and could only struggle to hold on, seemingly falling into a disadvantageous position.

A cold, all-powerful smirk appeared on Shoji Gono's face.

Despite appearing to be suppressed, Kumakiri Rikiya's expression was frighteningly calm.

He kept observing Shoji Gono's seemingly impeccable series of attacks, his body making extreme dodges and blocks in the confined space, like a petrel darting through a storm.

Shoji Gono's sneer gradually froze as he realized that he was able to inflict less and less effective damage on Rikiya Kumakiri.

Kumagiri Rikiya was not passively taking a beating; he was searching.

opportunity!

Just as Shoji Gono's vicious elbow strike missed, his body stiffened with a very slight forward lean due to the force exerted.

A cold glint flashed in Kumagiri Rikiya's eyes! His suppressed sharpness suddenly erupted.

"caught you!"

With a low shout, Kumagiri Rikiya suddenly sprang up and instantly sprang to his feet.

Instead of retreating and dodging, they precisely targeted the openings and weaknesses exposed by Shoji Gono's attacks.

Kumagiri Rikiya clenched his right fist and, with a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, slammed it heavily into Gono Shoji's jaw.

The timing of this strike was extremely skillful.

As the fist drew ever closer, Shoji Gono's composure vanished instantly, replaced by utter terror.

He never expected that Kumagiri Rikiya would be able to counterattack under his ferocious offensive, and that it would be a fatal blow aimed at his weakness.

He tried desperately to twist his body to block, but his body was too slow to adjust due to inertia.

boom! ! !

Kumagiri Rikiya's fist landed heavily on Gono Shoji's jaw.

"Ugh!"

Shoji Gono let out a muffled groan, instantly losing his balance and stumbling backward in a sorry state.

Although she managed to brace herself with her hands to avoid falling, her composure and elegance vanished, and for the first time, a look of embarrassment and disbelief appeared on her face.

Just then, Kumakiri Rikiya continued to close in, and with a swift motion, delivered a flying kick, aiming once again at Shoji Gono's chest.

Chapter 115 Auspicious Fortune

Ryuji Kurosaki, Taiga Narumi, Jun Kamata, Toshiyuki Saejima, Hayato Shibayama, and Yuji Oguchi, leading the lower-grade members of Housen, had just stepped onto the second-floor floor.

However, the scene before them did not give them any chance to catch their breath.

The second floor.