I teach judo in Tokyo.

The yakuza leading the way kept his head down, occasionally glancing back furtively. When he saw the high school student following him steadily, his steps quickened, fueled by fear and hatred.

Terrified by Sousuke, he now only wants to get back to his companions as soon as possible.

About fifteen minutes later.

Following my opponent, I turned left and right, traversing the long street.

With the other party leading the way, Atobe Sousuke finally arrived at a slightly secluded old house.

It was clear that the yakuza, whose wrist had been broken by him, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this old house.

"You fearless bastard, if you have the guts, come in with me!"

The yakuza youth turned around, his face contorted with rage, and said this before quickly running into the old house.

So, this is where Yan Jian's group gathers?

Or is this just one of the strongholds of this yakuza organization?

How many people are hiding in this house?

Five? Ten? Twenty?

Regardless, he had to go in to resolve the matter.

Atobe Sousuke glanced silently at the dark doorway of the house.

He then unbuttoned his collar and took a deep breath.

The next second, he transformed into a whirlwind and stormed into the doorway!

Chapter 25: Sosuke Wants to Disband the Group? (Please Read On)

"Help! My arm is broken!"

"That student is here!"

The yakuza underling with his wrist broken shouted as soon as he entered the room, attracting everyone's attention.

"Akasaka, what are you yelling about, you idiot..." A burly bald man glared angrily at the man holding up his severed wrist.

Before he could finish speaking, a white shadow suddenly darted out from behind the man!

Two clean chops landed firmly on the necks of the two gatekeepers whose attention had been drawn by the cries for help from their underling.

Two muffled thuds, and the goalkeeper fell to the ground.

At the same time, the figure swept out a vicious low kick.

The person calling for help in front of him was kicked so hard that his legs were lifted into the air and fell heavily to the ground, where he immediately lost consciousness.

As soon as they entered, they knocked down three people.

The attacker's figure became visible in the dim light inside the room.

The newcomer was tall, wearing a white shirt and school uniform trousers. His handsome face, framed by short hair, had downcast eyes that revealed excitement.

It was Atobe Sousuke!

Sosuke could see the layout of the entire house the moment he entered.

This is a two-story building. The first floor is a simple hall, where about seven or eight people are either squatting or standing in twos and threes.

Everyone had weapons such as wooden swords or baseball bats at hand or in their hands.

Most of them were still in shock, staring blankly at Sosuke who had suddenly entered the room.

In the center of the hall, behind a burly bald man was a small staircase, through which the situation on the second floor could not be seen for the time being.

To be on the safe side, let's assume there are still some people on the second floor.

A swift and decisive victory!

Without uttering a word, Sosuke dashed away the instant the three people he had instantly killed fell to the ground.

His first targets were three people squatting on the ground smoking.

The room wasn't large, and with Sosuke's rapid burst of speed, he had already reached the three of them in a second.

At this moment, the three thugs' expressions had just changed from shock to wariness.

He raised his foot and delivered a powerful kick! The hard rubber sole of his white sneakers struck a person squarely in the face!

He pulled his leg back and switched to a side kick! Another yakuza, who was halfway through his squat, was struck in the chest by a flying kick!

Stepping forward, he precisely grabbed the right wrist of the last player who was raising his bat with his left hand, and with his right hand he clenched and punched out, hitting him squarely in the chin!

The whole process was as smooth as flowing water.

Sosuke did not use any judo throwing techniques or other movements.

In one-on-many situations, throwing techniques or grappling techniques are too slow and can easily be seized by the opponent to swarm in.

Fortunately, the judo system he possesses is a comprehensive and well-developed self-defense technique.

Therefore, his "intercepting technique" is no weaker than other techniques.

The so-called "striking techniques" refer to striking techniques involving punches and kicks.

The moment the three yakuza fell, the remaining people in the room finally came to their senses.

"You dare to mess with me, kid!" The bald man who had witnessed everything roared in fury. "Guards!"

There were indeed people upstairs, otherwise this bald man wouldn't have needed to shout like that.

Sosuke's face was calm, but his eyes were cold.

He ignored the bald man, snatched the baseball bat from the incapacitated yakuza, and charged towards the two men in another corner of the room.

At this moment, they had each picked up wooden swords and steel pipes, their faces showing fierce and ferocious expressions as they charged towards Sosuke.

The three of them closed in on each other within a second and then attacked at the same time!

A wooden sword and a steel pipe struck at Atobe Sousuke simultaneously.

But in the next second, he was swept away by Sousuke's bat!

His physique, modified by the system, contained explosive power that could be considered the pinnacle of normal human strength.

The two tiger's mouths were in excruciating pain.

Just as they cried out in pain, Sousuke's bat struck them hard on the shoulders and arms.

"Crack!" Two muffled sounds.

The screams turned into a series of agonizing cries!

Sosuke didn't dare hit someone on the head with the metal baseball bat—he was afraid he would kill him.

Through online research, he learned that although the police had little recourse against Japanese yakuza members.

However, as long as they don't openly commit murder, these people are basically not protected by the law or the police.

In other words, as long as he's not killed, Sousuke can do whatever he wants with him!

As the saying goes, matters of the martial world should be settled within the martial world itself.

At this point, the only person left in the entire first-floor lobby was the bald man standing dumbfounded at the top of the stairs.

At the same time, Atobe Sousuke had already heard the commotion upstairs.

At least five people were shouting that they wanted to rush down.

He remained silent and strode towards the bald man!

His opponent, a bald man who appeared to be some kind of minor leader, had his previously ferocious and angry expression replaced by one of cold sweat.

Although frightened, I remained calm.

The bald man, who had extensive experience in melee combat, quickly drew the short sword from his waist, lowered his body, and stared intently at Atobe Sousuke, who was charging towards him.

You're all sweaty, bro!

Sosuke suddenly revealed a ferocious smile, and then hurled the metal baseball bat in his hand at his opponent!

In his stunned state, the bald man brandished his short knife in an attempt to defend himself, but was knocked away by the rapidly advancing metal baseball bat, which knocked both his knife and hand away.

Bang!

A figure sped away!

The next second, Sousuke's flying knee had already pierced between the bald man's chest and abdomen!

The bald man's eyes bulged out, and he vomited bile from the heavy blow of Sosuke's knee.

The baseball bat spun and bounced back up.

Then Sousuke caught it with his hand.

Then, he raised his bat high and slammed it down on the arm of the bald man who had already collapsed to the ground!

Click!

Amidst screams of agony, the first floor had already been cleared out by Sosuke.

Atobe Sousuke felt a sense of exhilaration as he unleashed his violence.

Then, he looked up at the stairs, where several yakuza members were rushing toward him with weapons in hand.

He tightened his grip on the baseball bat and revealed a wild smile.

There's an old Chinese saying that goes something like this.

One man can hold the pass against ten thousand!

Let me see today how many "husbands" live on this small second floor.

......

......

"Boom!"

With Sosuke's final blow, the one-man show came to an end.

At his feet lay a room full of people, numbering nearly twenty, far from being a "ten thousand men".

Does this count as a solo dismantling of a group?

Looking at this scene, Sosuke couldn't help but think of a Japanese yakuza game he had played in his previous life, in which the protagonist often wiped out an entire yakuza group single-handedly.

I guess not?

Amidst the groans filling the room, Sosuke looked around but couldn't discern anyone who appeared to be a leader.

So he looked up at the silent second floor.

After thinking for a moment, he stepped over several heavily injured Extreme Paths and walked upstairs step by step.

As soon as I stepped off the stairs, I heard a strong gust of wind!

Immediately following was a loud, explosive shout.

"Die!"

Sosuke had anticipated this, and he quickly raised his baseball bat, immediately blocking the attacker's fierce blows.

A clang rang out.

The attacker was much stronger than the thugs downstairs, and his deliberate sneak attack almost knocked the baseball bat that Sousuke was holding with one hand away.

Sosuke put his hands together and pushed the bat, forcefully pushing the attacker away before he could see the attacker's face clearly.

He was a muscular, long-haired man, shirtless, with a hideous and terrifying monster tattoo on his chest, exuding a ferocious and explosive aura.

His face was rugged, his eyes were full of malice, and a long scar stretched diagonally from his right eye to the left corner of his mouth, which was extremely frightening.

Before Sousuke could speak, the other person spoke first.

"Kid, you may be strong and have killed so many of my men, but this is the end of it."

As he spoke, he raised the large wooden sword in his right hand, assuming an attack stance.

"Tianji Society direct line - Yan Jianzu's assistant!"

Shoji Nishida!