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"Impatiens? Lily of the valley?" Amano frowned. "Explain clearly!"

"It's Ryuji Kurosaki from the Housen Northeast Branch School! And Tamao Serizawa from the Suzuran Southwest Branch School!"

Another person, clutching their stomach, spoke up, their voice trembling: "The two of them... they took us all down. That Serizawa Tamao is ridiculously strong, and that Kurosaki Ryuji is inhuman!"

"Ryuji Kurosaki?!"

The name was like a cold awl, piercing Amano's mind and causing his pupils to contract.

The unbearable scene in the bar flashed back instantly: Kurosaki Ryuji's overwhelming power and cold eyes.

Now let's add Tamao Serizawa from Suzuran Southwest.

A surge of anger welled up in Tianye's heart, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

This is a mix of old and new grudges.

However, after the anger subsided, a cold sense of reality quickly extinguished the flames of his impulsiveness.

At the same time, what about Impatiens balsamina and Lily of the Valley?

Especially Kurosaki Ryuji, who is currently riding high and whose strength is unfathomable?

This is no different from jumping shirtless into a meat grinder; it's just courting death.

Amano released his grip on the collar, looking at the group of defeated soldiers before him with a flickering gaze.

A head-on confrontation is absolutely not an option; it would only lead to certain death.

But he couldn't swallow the anger of being beaten all the time.

He knew very well that his chances of winning against Ryuji Kurosaki were slim.

As for Suzuran, Kawada No. 2 High School is currently fighting with Housen's side. If they provoke Suzuran as well, they'll be close to death.

One is lily of the valley, and the other is impatiens; both are forces at the level of overlords in Huyali.

at this time.

A deep, powerful roar of a motorcycle engine came from afar, like the howling of an angry beast, instantly tearing apart the somber atmosphere at the school gate.

A sleek, gleaming modified motorcycle executed a beautiful drift and came to a steady stop to the side of the crowd, the dust it kicked up almost hitting Amano's face.

The rider had a well-proportioned physique, wearing an open jacket that revealed a white T-shirt underneath, outlining his lean, muscular build.

What's most striking is his head of neatly trimmed, dazzlingly golden hair.

He stepped off the car with a graceful movement, using his right leg to get out.

Ignore the stares of those around you.

He slowly and deliberately took a fine comb out of his leather jacket pocket.

He began combing his proud golden pompadour, oblivious to everyone else, making sure every strand was at the perfect angle.

He is one of the top students in the first year of Kawada No. 2 High School: Yoji Hisa.

Previously, Amano had clashed with Yoji Hisa, and Amano had been severely beaten up by Yoji Hisa.

At this moment, looking at Yoji Hisa's arrogant demeanor, especially his unsightly blond hair, a sinister thought instantly formed in Amano's mind.

He forced a fake smile and strode over.

"Hey, isn't this Yoji? Your hairstyle is still as cool as ever!"

Amano's tone was exaggeratedly flattering.

Kuga Yoji glanced at him, then continued combing his hair with focus, snorting through his nose, "Amano, what's up?"

His tone carried an undisguised arrogance.

Because he usually looks down on Amano.

"Sigh...don't even mention it."

Amano didn't care about Yoji Kuga's attitude. He deliberately sighed heavily and pointed to the group of pitiful guys next to him: "The brothers were bullied terribly by Housen's people. It's that Kurosaki Ryuji who's been making waves lately! He's incredibly arrogant!"

"Ryuji Kurosaki? Could he be the newly appointed head of the Housen Northwest Branch School?"

Hisayoji paused slightly as he combed his hair, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.

This name has been making headlines in the delinquent community lately, so he had naturally heard of it.

"Yes, it's him!"

Seeing that the other party had taken the bait, Amano immediately added fuel to the fire, lowering his voice and speaking in an inflammatory tone: "That guy not only beat up our men, but also said that Kawada No. 2 High School is just a bunch of cowards, not even one of them can fight properly! Especially..."

He paused deliberately, watching Kuga Yoji's face darken instantly, before continuing, "Especially after hearing that there's some blond guy around here who rides motorcycles and does nothing but comb his hair all day, named Kuga Yoji... He said you're just a pretty face, a good-for-nothing. No matter how nice your hairstyle is, you can't withstand three punches from him! You're no match for him at all!"

"what?!"

Yoji Hisa slammed the comb onto the motorcycle's fuel tank, making a sharp cracking sound.

His meticulously styled golden pompadour seemed to tremble slightly with anger.

His eyes instantly turned fierce, like an enraged beast: "That Kurosaki Ryuji, how dare he talk to me like that?!"

"It's absolutely true! The brothers heard it with their own ears!"

Amano pointed confidently at the group of wounded soldiers: "That guy is incredibly arrogant! He completely disregards Kawada No. 2 High School, and he certainly doesn't respect you, Yoji. He's practically humiliating you!"

"Bastard thing!"

Yoji Hisa was furious. What he couldn't tolerate most was anyone questioning his abilities, let alone insulting his hairstyle and image, which he cherished as his life: "The bald guy from Housen, how dare he be so arrogant? Where is he?!"

"I'm not sure, but I guess it should be in Housen, after all, he's the head of the Housen branch!"

Amano provided a clue, and he sneered inwardly.

Become!

"very good!"

With burning rage and fighting spirit in his eyes, Yoji Kuga remounted his motorcycle, the engine roaring deafeningly.

"I'm going to meet him right now and show him what happens when he messes with me, Yoji Hisaga! Let's see who can't take three punches!"

Before he finished speaking, the motorcycle shot off like an arrow, kicking up a cloud of dust, leaving only Amano's sinister smile and a group of wounded soldiers looking at each other in bewilderment.

Dusk, at the entrance of Fengxian.

Ryuji Kurosaki had just finished a round of intense physical training. His bare upper body was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his muscles looked like they were forged from steel in the afterglow of the setting sun.

He was casually sitting on a horizontal bar in the playground, drinking water.

Suddenly, the roar of a motorcycle engine grew louder as it approached, carrying an undisguised sense of provocation.

Finally, it stopped just outside the gate of Fengxian, the tires screeching against the ground.

Ryuji Kurosaki turned his head expressionlessly and looked at Yoji Kuga, who was getting off a motorcycle at the gate.

"Hey! You bald guys from Housen, bring out your boss, Ryuji Kurosaki!"

Yoji Hisa shouted loudly towards Housen.

As soon as he shouted, figures poured out of the Phoenix Fairy and quickly gathered together like a flood.

"Damn it, which bastard is tired of living and dares to come to our Fengxian gate looking for death?"

"Damn it, why don't you try calling me 'bald' again?"

"You bastard! I'll skin you alive today!"

Bald women who have lost their hair hate being called bald the most.

His shout directly provoked public outrage.

However, even when faced with the overwhelming tide of Housen members, Yoji Kuga remained unfazed.

"Hey! You bald guys, get your boss, Ryuji Kurosaki, out here!"

Yoji Hisa once again used the word "bald man".

"Damn it, you think you can just see our boss whenever you want?"

"If you want to see our boss, you'd better start by showing your fists!"

"Don't worry, if you can withstand our fists, I'll take you to see our boss!"

The bald men of Fengxian, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression, approached step by step.

Countless pairs of eyes, filled with rage, were fixed on Yoji Hisa at the door.

Many people clenched their fists so tightly they cracked, looking eager to take action immediately.

Just then, a pop-up window appeared in front of Ryuji Kurosaki.

[At the main gate of Fengxian Northwest Branch School, a mission was detected: "The Unknown Hothead"]

[Mission Description: An unknown hothead is provoking you, and you decide to teach him a lesson yourself.]

[Completion condition: Personally teach him a lesson.]

[Completion Reward: Several attribute values].

Chapter 133 The Beating in Progress

Just as the bald-headed men of Housen, like a tidal wave, were about to completely engulf the arrogant Yoji Hisa at the door with deafening roars and clenched fists.

"Hey!!!"

A deep, calm voice, yet seemingly imbued with an invisible power, rang out.

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the noise, making everything around it seem as if a pause button had been pressed.

moment!

The surging crowd of bald men came to an abrupt halt.

All the bald men with phoenix-shaped hairpins were frozen in place, like puppets controlled by invisible threads, their movements perfectly synchronized.

Immediately afterwards, countless bald heads turned in unison towards the source of the sound, to Kurosaki Ryuji sitting on the horizontal bar.

With a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his mouth, Ryuji Kurosaki casually waved his hand amidst the swirling smoke.

"Wow~"

Just like Moses parting the sea!

The crowded wall of people instantly split apart to both sides, making way for a straight and wide passage.

Ryuji Kurosaki slowly exhaled a long smoke ring, the smoke drifting in the sunset.

He jumped off the horizontal bar with seemingly casual movements, but every muscle in his upper body was engorged with blood from the training he had just finished, gleaming with a cold, hard luster like steel under the sweat.

Then, Ryuji Kurosaki walked steadily through the wall of bald men, his footsteps sounding particularly clear in the suddenly silent playground.

Sweat dripped down his jawline, hitting the dry cement floor and leaving a small, dark stain.

Finally, he stopped in front of Yoji Hisa, his tall figure almost completely enveloping the other in shadow.

"You dare to venture into Fengxian all by yourself? You've got some nerve!"

13. Kurosaki Ryuji's voice still didn't reveal any emotion.

"You're Ryuji Kurosaki?!"

Yoji Kuga looked at Ryuji Kurosaki in front of him, his brows furrowed tightly.

Even if Ryuji Kurosaki did nothing, he was just standing there.

Yoji Hisa still felt a strong sense of oppression coming towards him.

Even when faced with the surging tide of bald men from Housen, Hisa Yoji, who had not felt any fear, now felt a sense of dread.

"Yes, I am Ryuji Kurosaki."

Ryuji Kurosaki nodded.

"What's up?"

Seeing that Yoji Hisa was somewhat stunned, Ryuji Kurosaki asked again.

Kuga Yoji took a deep breath, suppressing the inexplicable fear in his heart, and questioned, "Stop pretending! I heard you look down on me? You said I'm a good-for-nothing with no substance?! A useless piece of trash who only knows how to comb hair?!"

Upon hearing this, Ryuji Kurosaki frowned slightly, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.