Saejima Toshiyuki, once he gained power, was relentless.

Another punch landed hard on Kota Fuyuno's face.

Kota Fuyuno was hit so hard that he fell backward uncontrollably once again.

He roared and braced his right hand against the wall beside him, forcefully stopping his retreat.

"damn it!"

Kota Fuyuno's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he raised his leg and delivered a side kick, forcing Toshiyuki Saejima to stop.

Saejima Toshiyuki paused.

Kota Fuyuno immediately launched a counterattack.

He relentlessly pounded his fists into Saejima Toshiyuki's head and torso.

Despite being repeatedly struck, Toshiyuki Saejima seemed completely oblivious to the pain.

Ignoring the heavy punches landing on him, he swung his fist, as big as a casserole dish, in return, retaliating with a tooth for a tooth, and smashed it hard into Fuyuno Kota's face and ribs.

Kota Fuyuno was equally unyielding, using his body to withstand the attack while launching a fierce counterattack.

The sounds of blows rang out continuously.

The battle between the two instantly escalated to a fever pitch.

In just over ten seconds, the two men, like tireless pile drivers, exchanged no less than twenty punches!

Every collision was a brutal, bone-crunching experience.

Both of their faces were a complete mess!

His eye sockets were bruised and swollen, his cheekbones were broken, and his mouth was torn. Blood gushed out of his mouth and nose like a stream, staining his clothes red.

But the way they looked at each other burned with an even hotter, more frenzied flame.

This fierce exchange of fire did not deter them; instead, it ignited the ferocity in their very bones.

"Come again!"

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The two let out a beast-like roar almost simultaneously, ignoring the excruciating pain in their bodies, and continued to fight.

As they fought, the two eventually broke through the door next to them and rushed into the room.

But it didn't end there.

The two continued to throw punches and shift positions.

The two of them knocked over the tables and chairs in the room, making a screeching sound as they scraped against the floor.

…………

at the same time.

Near the stairwell, Yuji Ooguchi had just slammed a persistent, bald senior student to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw, making a dull thud.

The moment he looked up, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Not far away, a figure was slowly walking towards them.

Wherever he went, the younger students who tried to stop him were like paper toys in front of him.

boom!

With a seemingly casual straight punch, a junior member screamed and slammed heavily to the ground.

A seemingly casual sweeping leg kick can instantly knock down a junior member.

The whole process was smooth and effortless, with a relaxed and carefree feel.

Yuji Ooguchi felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

He blinked hard, his eyes blurry with sweat, and stared intently at the figure's face.

Once you can see clearly who it is.

Yuji Ooguchi grinned, revealing a sinister smile.

"Looks like I've drawn the best lot! Senior Wu Jiu, I'm here to take you down! Haha~~~"

Laughing loudly, Yuji Ooguchi charged straight at the figure.

That figure was none other than the head of the Fengxian Northwest Branch School: Wu Jiujiangcheng.

Chapter 116 The Fish-Frying Duo

Yuji Ooguchi's maniacal laughter was like lighting the final fuse, his whole being carrying a resolute determination to perish together with his enemies.

He charged headlong towards the peak that represented the Northwest Branch School of Fengxian, where the leader, Wujiu Jiangcheng, stood.

Facing the menacing Ooguchi Yuuji, a smile slowly crept onto Takehisa Eisho's calm face.

It was less disdain and more appreciation.

"You dare to come at me head-on? You've got guts!"

Takehisa Eiji then stepped forward to meet Oguchi Yuuji.

Just as Ooguchi Yuuji's fist, which had gathered all his strength, was about to strike Takehisa Eijo's chest.

Wu Jiujiangcheng raised his hand instantly.

Snapped!

A crisp, heart-stopping sound!

Takeshi Kojo's large hand gripped Ooguchi Yuuji's wrist like an iron clamp, pinning his fist as if it were nailed to mid-air.

Yuji Ooguchi's maniacal laughter froze instantly, replaced by boundless horror.

He felt as if his wrist was being clamped by a hydraulic press, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail.

"remarkably brave."

Wu Jiujiang shook his head, his voice low and calm: "Unfortunately, it's meaningless, kid... you've chosen the wrong opponent!"

Before he could finish speaking, Takehisa Eiji pulled his right hand, which was gripping Ooguchi Yuuji's wrist, sharply to his side.

At the same time, he raised his left knee and thrust it upwards forcefully.

boom! ! !

Yuji Ooguchi was jolted awake. The immense impact caused his feet to lift slightly off the ground, and he bent over like a boiled shrimp, with blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

But this is just the beginning.

Wu Jiujiang grabbed the bent-mouthed Xiong Er and punched him hard in the face three more times.

His head was shaken back and forth, and more blood gushed from his mouth.

next second.

A cold glint flashed in Wu Jiujiangcheng's eyes. His right hand, which was gripping Ooguchi Yuuji's wrist, was suddenly swung to the side like a broken sack.

Boom! ! !

Yuji Ooguchi was like a boulder thrown by a catapult, crashing heavily into an open storage room next to him.

His body slammed heavily onto the tables, chairs, and piles of clutter in the storage room, producing a deafening sound of breaking and collapsing.

Smoke, wood chips, broken table and chair legs, and scattered papers instantly filled the air, completely engulfing Yuji Oguchi.

Only intermittent, weak breathing, like a broken bellows, remained in the room; there was no other sound.

Wu Jiujiang didn't even glance back at the mess, as if he had just casually tossed away a piece of trash.

He slowly withdrew his hand, his movements still frighteningly steady, his breathing not even slightly disordered.

The strength of the Housen Bancho was revealed at this moment; it was an absolute and despair-inducing crushing defeat!

However, just as he was about to continue clearing out the remaining underclassmen in the corridor, he caught a glimpse of movement from the next room out of the corner of his eye.

That was the room that Toshiyuki Saejima and Kota Fuyuno had stumbled into earlier.

At the doorway, Toshiyuki Saejima was standing there, leaning against the door frame, panting heavily.

At this moment, Toshiyuki Saejima had many bruises and bloodstains, and his chest was heaving violently.

At his feet, Kota Fuyuno lay motionless, like a broken doll that had been completely dismantled, utterly unconscious.

Clearly, this fierce clash between the old and new ironclad forces ended in victory for Toshiyuki Saejima.

Saejima Toshiyuki was breathing heavily, his vision blurred by sweat.

He subconsciously glanced down the corridor, his gaze instantly settling on Oguchi Yuuji amidst the pile of broken and messy things by the door of the storage room, and Takehisa Ekijo standing at the door of the storage room.

You don't need to know the details; just by looking at this scene, you can understand that Yuuji Ooguchi was killed by Takehisa Eki.

"Ah~~~"

Despite his injuries and exhaustion, Toshiyuki Saejima charged straight at Takehisa Kojo without the slightest hesitation.

Even knowing he was no match for him, he still threw his punch for Yuuji Ooguchi, for his fallen comrades, and for the final victory!

"They rushed up there already? Without even a second's hesitation! This year's newcomers are really impressive!"

As Takeshi Kojo watched Saejima Toshiyuki rush towards him, a subtle, complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but mostly it was admiration.

He didn't adopt any defensive stance.

Just as Toshiyuki Saejima's fist was about to strike.

Wu Jiujiangcheng merely turned his body slightly, his movements precise, concise, and efficient to the extreme.

Saejima Toshiyuki's heavy punch grazed the corner of Takehisa Eki's clothes and missed the target.

Not only did he miss, but the immense inertia also caused him to lose his balance.

At the same time, Takeshi Kojo clenched his right fist and delivered a precise, short, and powerful swing punch from right to left, slamming it hard into Saejima Toshiyuki's defenseless cheek.

He may admire it, but he shows no mercy.

boom! ! !

Accompanied by a dull, teeth-grinding thud!

Saejima Toshiyuki's forward momentum froze instantly.

His enormous head was jerked back violently by the force of the blow, and the anger in his eyes instantly vanished, leaving only a blank and bewildered look in his mind. A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, forming a cloud of blood mist in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, he crashed heavily to the ground.

The corridor was deathly silent.

Whether it was the surviving bald senior or the junior members still resisting, they were all completely shocked by the scene of how the two fierce generals were dealt with so easily, as if they were two ants being crushed.

Fear, like an icy tide, instantly overwhelmed everyone's hearts.

Takeshi Kojo slowly withdrew his fist, not even glancing at Saejima Toshiyuki lying on the ground like a rag doll.

He flicked the few drops of blood off his wrist, his gaze like a cold searchlight sweeping over the remaining, terrified underlings in the corridor.

"Looks like we'll have to go to the rooftop next!"

Wu Jiujiangcheng then turned around and headed towards the rooftop.

Just at this time.

"Hey! Senior Takehisa..."

A hoarse, weak voice, as if it might breathe its last at any moment, yet carrying an indomitable will of steel: "Where are you going? I haven't lost yet!"

Wu Jiujiangcheng paused, as if nailed to the spot by invisible nails, and suddenly turned his head.

Saejima Toshiyuki was seen leaning against the wall with one hand, letting blood drip from the corner of his mouth. He was trembling all over, his body hunched over, and he seemed about to collapse.

But he did indeed stand up again.

"This year's new recruits are really interesting! Haha!!!"

Seeing Saejima Toshiyuki stand up again, Takehisa Kojo grinned as if he had encountered something good, and charged towards Saejima Toshiyuki with a wild laugh.

"Ah~~~"

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