Hot Blood: Dominate the World with Your Fists

"Yes."

The people from Guixie Gao who surrounded Qianqing, including the three people who had just been knocked down by Qianqing, chose to give up their target of Qianqing when they saw the silver-haired boy.

"It's ridiculous that a wretch like you could mess up Gui Xie Gao so much." Xin Xiamu took off his sunglasses and put them in his pocket, then said coldly: "Although I can't kill you, I can still cripple you."

After catching her breath, Qian Qing still shouted in disbelief, "Your Guixie High School's rules are totally wrong!"

"You're calling your mother!" Xin Xiamu punched Qian Qing on the cheek and quickly followed up with a knee on the stomach.

"Ah." Qianqing stepped back, holding her stomach and wailing in pain.

"Whether they are delinquents, biker gangs, or the yakuza, all of them respect strength. With strength comes dignity, and with strength comes the right to speak." Xin Xiamu said as he rushed towards Qian Qing.

Name: Xin Xiamu

Strength: B- (medium to low)

Combat type: Strength and skill

Skills mastered: B-level unlimited fighting skills, B-level great strength.

Name: Qianqing

Strength: C+ (general high)

Battle type: Balanced

The moment the two fought, Xin Xiamu instantly gained the upper hand. While dodging Qian Qing's punch, he kicked Qian Qing to the ground. At the same time, he quickly grabbed Qian Qing's neck with one hand and strangled Qian Qing to the point of almost suffocating her.

"I won't hold back." Xin Xiamu showed a ferocious smile. He swung Qian Qing up like a rag doll, and then threw her mercilessly towards the pile of abandoned tables and chairs at the school gate.

Qian Qing fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud. He was already severely injured, and now he suffered such a fierce attack from Xin Xiamu. He suddenly felt dizzy, his vision went black, and his body was completely unable to move.

Xin Xiamu looked at Qian Qing's miserable state, and a strong sense of pleasure and satisfaction surged in his heart. He laughed excitedly, rushed to Qian Qing's side, and stepped hard on Qian Qing's right wrist, as if to crush it.

Qian Qing let out a shrill scream, the sound echoing in the air, making people's hair stand on end. But Xin Xiamu did not stop, instead he became even more complacent, and continued to increase the strength of his feet, enjoying the pleasure of torturing Qian Qing.

Xin Xiamu raised his foot and stomped down hard again, this time aiming for Qian Qing's calf. With a crisp "crack," Qian Qing's shin bone broke. He screamed in pain, his face distorted to the point of being unbearable to watch.

However, Xin Xiamu seemed unsatisfied with this scene. He raised his foot again and stepped on Qian Qing's other calf without hesitation. The same "crack" sounded, and Qian Qing's other calf was also broken.

Qian Qing was already in extreme pain. He screamed repeatedly, his face turned pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. But Xin Xiamu's evil deeds did not end there. His eyes were full of cruelty and ruthlessness.

Next, Xin Xiamu grabbed Qian Qing's left arm and twisted it hard. With a crisp sound of fracture, Qian Qing's left arm was also broken. His body trembled with pain, but Xin Xiamu remained indifferent. His eyes were filled with the desire to commit violence.

Finally, Xin Xiamu repeated the same trick and broke Qian Qing's right arm. Qian Qing's arms drooped limply, his body unable to support itself any longer. He collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain. His limbs were broken, and the excruciating pain nearly made him faint.

Looking at the fallen Qian Qing, Xin Xiamu felt like something was missing. He then stomped hard on Qian Qing's fifth limb.

Xin Xiamu stepped down with all his strength, and Qian Qing's lower body made a sound of broken bones, and blood oozed out of his pants. Qian Qing let out a miserable cry that echoed throughout the entire Guixie High.

Yamato of Sanno noticed the situation and angrily stopped them: "Stop it!"

However, Xin Xiamu did not stop his brutality. He continued to step on Qian Qing's lower body, each step causing more pain and damage. Qian Qing's face became even paler, his clothes soaked with sweat, and his eyes were filled with despair and fear. In the end, Qian Qing passed out and fell in a pool of blood. While he was unconscious, he actually smiled, as if he was glad that he would not have to endure the torture anymore.

Xin Xiamu looked at his masterpiece with a satisfied smile on his face. He turned and left the scene, ready to look for his next prey, leaving Qian Qing behind in her torture.

Seeing this cruel scene, Gui Xiegao and his men didn't feel much and just tacitly avoided Qian Qing to avoid stepping on him to death.

After seeing the miserable state of Chiharu, Yamato pleaded with Murayama Yoshiki in front of him: "Let me call the emergency number first. If we leave it alone, he will really die."

Murayama Yoshiki, who had just walked forward, turned his head to look at Qianqing, and stopped when he thought of what Tono Arairyu said.

"Thank you, thank you." When Yamato saw Murayama Yoshiki stop, he immediately took out his cell phone and called the emergency number.

Only after Yamato finished fighting did Murayama Yoshiki rush up and say, "Now you can have a good fight with me!"

"I'm ready to fight you anytime!" Yamato put aside his worries and started a fierce fight with Murayama Yoshiki.

Name: Murayama Yoshiki

Strength: A+ high (five highs)

Combat type: Strength and blood

Skills mastered: A-level street fighting, A-level blood rage, A+-level blood bull physique, A-level super strength.

Name: Asanahi Yamato

Strength: A+ low (five lows)

Combat type: Strong and powerful

Skills: A-level street fighting, A-level super strength, A-level thick skin.

The two men fought back and forth, neither giving in, and their punches hit the flesh. After fighting for a while, Murayama Yoshiki hit Yamato's stomach with a heavy punch. Yamato took several steps back and fell to the ground, holding his stomach.

"Damn it..." Yamato gritted his teeth and stood up.

Murayama Yoshiki took the opportunity to pounce on Yamato and punched him several times, pinning him down.

Yamato was no pushover either. When he realized his situation was dire, he displayed incredible strength and resilience. He struggled mightily, managing to break free from Murayama Yoshiki's grasp, even displaying a strength greater than Murayama Yoshiki's. Then, without hesitation, he unleashed a powerful punch, striking Murayama Yoshiki hard and sending him reeling.

Murayama Ryoki didn't flinch from the blow. Instead, he sneered. He quickly adjusted his stance and launched another fierce attack, this time aiming for Yamato's head. He swung his powerful fist and charged at Yamato with a fierce momentum.

However, Yamato's countermeasures were equally impressive. He dodged sideways in an instant, deftly avoiding Murayama Yoshiki's attack. Then, with lightning speed, he countered with a powerful punch that accurately hit Murayama Yoshiki's arm.

Murayama Yoshiki remained calm, sneering and swinging his fists, attacking Yamato again and again. Yamato tried to dodge again, but Murayama Yoshiki suddenly changed his strategy and kicked out fiercely. This kick accurately predicted the direction of Yamato's dodge, and Yamato had no time to react and was knocked away by the kick.

Yamato's body arced through the air before slamming heavily against a wooden crate. The immense force of the impact created a large hole in the crate, sending dust flying into the air.

After seeing Yamato being kicked away by him, Murayama Yoshiki did not hesitate at all. He quickly rushed forward, ready to give Yamato a fatal blow. But at this moment, Yamato wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, rushed forward resolutely, and started a second round of fierce battle with Murayama Yoshiki.