Hot Blood: Dominate the World with Your Fists

A few days after the news of the Allied Forces spread, at Kurosaki Industrial High School, Kurosakigawa, with bandages on his body, and three other cadres were resting in the lounge.

"Huh, how is Toaru doing now?" Kurosakigawa took a sip of tea with difficulty and asked the three people.

"As usual, the Otsu Society didn't restrain themselves after hearing about our formation of the Toariku Bad Army. Instead, the wars have become more frequent during this period." Yamamoto Takeji replied in a serious tone.

"That is to say, all the security forces in the entire Toaru area have been mobilized, and incidents like before where people became disabled or even died will not happen again." Ninomiya Kazunari continued.

"We in the Black Burning Union have lost more than thirty people recently. This is not a serious blow to us. After all, the total number of our Black Burning Union is over a thousand. Fengxian and the Armed Front are also okay. With precautions, they have lost less than ten people in total. The situation on Suzuran's side is more serious. Those crows are all unruly. Even after Miyamoto Sanfumi and Sado Yosuke told them the seriousness of the matter, they still did their own thing. Nearly fifty people were sent to the hospital." Matsumoto Jun also told them the information he knew.

"Of course, there is good news. More than 50 people from the Otsukai were ambushed and killed by our cadres. They will not be able to participate in the war for at least a month. As for the group of biker gangs led by Skeleton and Hyakki, they have recently been hunted down crazily by Todohara Takane and the armed front, and more than 30 of them have been killed." Ninomiya Kazunari said with a smile.

"By the way, the Skeleton gang seems to be looking for someone recently. It seems that more than a dozen of them were beaten into the hospital by one man, and even their motorcycles were stolen." Matsumoto Jun gloated about Skeleton's recent misfortunes.

"Well, generally speaking, under the suppression of the police, both sides have been relatively restrained. But it is foreseeable that the time for the decisive battle will not be too far away." Kurosakigawa summed up the conclusion.

"Speaking of which, Boss Kurosaki, since you didn't become the leader of the coalition forces as you wished this time, what are your plans?" Yamamoto Takeji asked tentatively.

When Kurosakigawa heard what Yamamoto Takeji said, he sighed and leaned back on the sofa, his thoughts returning to the duel a few days ago.

. . . . . .

A few days ago, Miyamoto Sanfumi and Kurosaki Kawa walked to an underground training ground, followed by Mikuni Yukyo, Todohara Takane and others.

"How about this place? It's very spacious and won't affect your performance." Kurosakigawa turned and said to Miyamoto Sanfumi.

"Okay, let's do it here. You can just be the audience, is that okay?" Miyamoto Sanwen had no objection and turned to Sanguo Yongjing and others next to him and said.

"Ah, I'll watch it carefully." Todohara Takine responded.

"Don't lose, after all, you are the one who defeated me." Sanguo Yongjing also rarely responded.

Kurosakigawa smiled, bent his hands and placed them in front of his cheeks, letting his elbows sink naturally. He stood with his feet in front of each other, about half shoulder width apart, his knees slightly bent, and his feet flat on the ground, forming a triangular stance.

Miyamoto Sanwen was also surprised when he saw this starting posture. This is the classic starting posture of Muay Thai.

This stance not only effectively protects the face and midline, but also allows for quick reaction and defense when the opponent attacks. The stance of Muay Thai requires the body to remain flexible and the footing to be slightly jiggly for ease of movement.

The fight was about to begin. Kurosakigawa rushed towards his opponent quickly, his steps nimble and agile. He used a fierce straight punch to hit Miyamoto Sanfumi in the face. Miyamoto Sanfumi dodged sideways and tried to kick Kurosakigawa in the abdomen.

Miyamoto's kick was easily blocked by Kurosakigawa, who then grabbed Miyamoto's leg and threw him to the ground. Miyamoto quickly got up, but Kurosakigawa didn't give him a chance to breathe, launching a barrage of attacks. His fists rained down on Miyamoto, each one full of power.

Miyamoto Sanfumi was not to be outdone, and he used his karate skills to fight back. He cleverly dodged Kurosakigawa's attacks and looked for opportunities to unleash his moves. The two sides exchanged blows, neither giving in, and the match was extremely intense.

In one exchange, Miyamoto Sanwen successfully avoided Kurosakigawa's powerful blow, and then with lightning speed, he launched a karate side kick, hitting Kurosakigawa's ribs. Kurosakigawa took a few steps back in pain, but he immediately adjusted his posture and rushed forward again.

Kurosakigawa endured the pain and turned it into strength. He increased his attack speed and punched more fiercely. Miyamoto Sanwen felt the pressure and tried his best to deal with Kurosakigawa's attack.

Suddenly, Kurosakigawa threw an uppercut at Miyamoto's chin, but Miyamoto ducked his head to avoid it. However, it was just a feint, as Kurosakigawa followed up with a kick to Miyamoto's stomach. Miyamoto was caught off guard and was kicked back a few steps.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kurosakigawa launched a series of combined punches, beating Miyamoto Sanwen step by step. But Miyamoto Sanwen did not give up, he gritted his teeth and tried to turn the situation around.

At the critical moment, Miyamoto Sanwen seized the opportunity and used a karate spinning kick to hit Kurosakikawa's head. Kurosakikawa was a little dizzy, but he still held on.

When Miyamoto Sanfumi wanted to press the advantage and was about to kick Kurosakigawa with his left foot, Kurosakigawa supported his weight with his right leg while blocking the opponent's left leg with his left leg. Miyamoto Sanfumi saw this and quickly dropped his left foot to the ground, and kicked Kurosakigawa in the face with his right leg from the upper left front. Kurosakigawa used both arms to block Miyamoto Sanfumi's kick. Miyamoto Sanfumi saw that this move was not working, and immediately used a right straight punch to hit Kurosakigawa in the face after his legs landed. Kurosakigawa suddenly smiled evilly, quickly stepped forward to the left, and dodged Miyamoto Sanfumi's punch. He supported his body with his left leg and raised his right knee to hit Miyamoto Sanfumi's chest from the upper left front.

The knee was extremely powerful, causing Miyamoto Sanwen to suffer so much pain that he took a few steps back, holding his chest.

Kurosakigawa laughed heartily and threw a flying knee at Miyamoto Sanfumi's head. The super-fast and super-heavy attack produced a huge sound of breaking through the air, allowing the onlookers to clearly feel the power of this attack.

Hearing the sound of breaking air, Miyamoto Sanwen's heart trembled. He knew that this attack must not hit him, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. So, he reacted quickly, raised his arms, and tried to use his own strength to resist this fatal blow.

However, when his arms collided with the attack, he immediately felt a huge impact. Although he successfully blocked the attack, he felt a sharp pain in his arms, as if his bones were about to break.

Just when Miyamoto Sanfumi wanted to fight back, Kurosakigawa had already arrived in front of him and hit Miyamoto Sanfumi on the temple with a slanting elbow, knocking Miyamoto Sanfumi dizzy.

Kurosakigawa immediately attacked Miyamoto Sanwen with a few elbow strikes to the head, followed by a few knee strikes to the abdomen, causing Miyamoto Sanwen to bleed from the corner of his mouth. Finally, he kicked Miyamoto Sanwen away.

"Huh, the famous Miyamoto Sanfumi is nothing special. In this case, I will accept the title of leader of the coalition forces and the top of the city without hesitation." Kurosakigawa exhaled and mocked the fallen Miyamoto Sanfumi.

"Is that so? This is how you fight." Miyamoto Sanfumi stood up with blood all over his face, staring at Kurosaki Kawa.

"There's a limit to fighting!"

"Noisy!"

Kurosakigawa was annoyed by what Miyamoto said, so he raised his arm and wanted to elbow Miyamoto again.

"Snapped!"

Kurosakigawa's powerful elbow strike was unexpectedly blocked by Miyamoto Sanwen with one arm. Miyamoto Sanwen then threw a straight punch that knocked Kurosakigawa back a few steps.

"Do you think there are limits to the extremes? To deal with them, you have to be even more ruthless and have no limits!"

Kurosakigawa roared and punched Miyamoto Sanfumi in the face, knocking him to the ground.

"Then what's the difference between us and the Yakuza?"

Miyamoto Sanfumi quickly stood up and punched Kurosakigawa in the face, knocking him against the wall.

"Isn't that what we delinquents are like? We can't read, we don't have any skills, and we can only get by fighting. That's all we have!"

Kurosakigawa also gave up dodging and blocking Miyamoto Sanfumi's attacks, and directly exchanged punches with Miyamoto Sanfumi like a real man.

The two men exchanged punches like this, neither refusing to give in. Their fists were stained with each other's blood, but even so, they fought like wild beasts that had lost their minds, relying entirely on instinct.

"Hey, if they keep fighting like this, someone might die. Shouldn't we do something about it?" Yamamoto Takeji looked at the two people in front of him who were waving their fists wildly with some surprise.

"Huh? Even if this kind of thing is stopped once, it won't change anything. It will break out again." Sado Yosuke said.

"No, if we try to stop them now, they will hate us to death." Sanguo Yongjing said coldly.

"That's right, kid. This kind of fight between real men cannot be disturbed. If you insist on stopping it, I can only stop you." Todohara Takane also nodded in agreement.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Ueda Sachio couldn't help but put himself in their shoes. In the end, he found that no matter who he faced on the field, he would lose.

"So, you don't have to use your full strength when fighting me?" Ueda Sajio said softly.

The fight soon came to an end, and Miyamoto Sanfumi knocked Kurosakigawa to the ground with a big swing punch.

"Uh-huh!"

Kurosakigawa tried to get up again, gritting his teeth and trying to prop himself up with his last bit of strength. But it was as if the once immense power had been drained away, unable to muster. He struggled hard, his muscles tense, veins bulging on his forehead, and sweat dripped down his forehead. However, no matter how hard he tried, his body seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, unable to move.

He felt his strength drained out, every cell screaming with exhaustion. His breathing became rapid and heavy, and his heartbeat echoed in his ears, as if it was about to burst out of his chest. He used up his last bit of strength to raise his head and stare at Miyamoto Sanwen in front of him, but all he saw was a blur.

Finally, his body could no longer withstand the strain, and he collapsed mid-stretch. His body hit the ground with a dull thud. He lay there, motionless, his eyes revealing helplessness and resignation. He knew he had reached his limit and could no longer hold on.

Miyamoto Sanwen also smiled slightly when he saw Kurosakigawa collapse completely. He relaxed and fell forward. Fortunately, Sajima Yosuke was quick to catch him and prevented Miyamoto Sanwen from falling to the ground.

"It seems that Miyamoto Sanwen has won." Sanguo Yongjing spoke coldly as always.

"This kid is very strong. Miyamoto Sanfumi almost failed. Miyamoto Sanfumi is already in the third grade, and he is only in the first grade." Todohara Takane was unusually serious. He didn't know how much pressure the next generation of armed fronts would face after his generation retired.

"Oh, I don't mind." Sanguo Yujing responded nonchalantly. He turned his head and glanced at Ueda Sajio next to him, smiling with satisfaction.

"Hey, since you lost, I'll take down the leader of the coalition forces. You won't cheat, will you?" Miyamoto Sanfumi had another great fight and was in a good mood.

"I wouldn't cheat." Kurosakigawa, who was helped up by Itiaoping, had no intention of going back on his word.

. . . . . . . . . .

When Kurosaki thought of this, he felt a dull pain in his injured area. He frowned and gently pressed the wound with his hand, trying to ease the pain. At the same time, he also felt a little dissatisfied with his own strength.

"Originally, I planned to gather all forces after becoming the leader of the coalition army, including those guys who have remained neutral. But now the plan has changed, and we can only pause for a while." Kurosakikawa's eyes flashed with unwillingness, he clenched his teeth tightly, his heart filled with helplessness and anger.

He knew what this decision meant, but he also understood that the current situation forced them to make this choice. Although he was unwilling, he still had to put the overall situation first and temporarily put aside his personal desires and ambitions.

"But, Boss Kurosaki, are we just going to follow Miyamoto Sanfumi's orders?" Yamamoto Takeji asked anxiously, his face full of anxiety and confusion. As Kurosaki's right-hand man, he has always been loyal to Kurosaki, but this situation makes him confused and uneasy.

"No, of course not." Kurosakigawa shook his head, a determined glint in his eyes. "Of course not. We're just a coalition force. We're only temporarily following his orders, waiting for the right time. The most important thing now is to secretly accumulate strength. Also, send someone to investigate the mysterious man who single-handedly defeated more than a dozen skeletons. Perhaps he can be a helper to us in the future."

"I understand, Boss Kurosaki." Yamamoto Takeji nodded in response.

At this time, a younger brother walked in from outside the door, leaned over and whispered a few words into Kurosakigawa's ear.

Kurosakigawa's expression changed slightly. "To think there was such a thing... Gather the men immediately. I want to deal with it myself."

After saying this, he stood up, radiating an invisible aura of pressure. Seeing this, the others also followed suit. An unknown storm was brewing...