Hot Blood: Dominate the World with Your Fists

At Tengu Forest Park, there were crowds of people, and the dense crowd was pressed together, forming a black mass. It was impossible to count how many people there were at a glance, but a rough estimate was that there were at least more than a thousand people.

These people are all members of the coalition led by Kagami Ryohei, including the Otsu-kai and its many small groups, as well as almost all the biker gangs in the Toari region.

Among them, standing in the front row was led by Tetsuji Takagi, a relatively famous member of the Otsu-kai, followed by Otsu-kai cadres such as Shuji Hei, Yasushi Honda, Satoshi Shima, and Nozomi Takechi, and even Kohei Yamashita showed up.

In front of this group of people, there were two sofas with two men sitting on them. They were Kagami Ryohei and Goro Toru. These two men could be said to be the core strength of this coalition, both the strongest fighting force and the leaders.

At this time, the joint forces of Suzuran, Fuusen, Armed Front, and Heifen also arrived at the scene. Walking at the front of the team were Miyamoto Sanfumi, Kurosaki Kawa, Mikuni Yukyo, and Todohara Takane.

The two sides were only a hundred meters apart, staring at each other, the atmosphere tense and full of hostility.

"Hmm? Where are those people from Guixie? Where is Tono Arairyu?" Todohara Takane asked after looking around. He found that there was no sign of people from Guixie High School at the scene.

"It seems they haven't come yet." Sanguo Yongjing tightened his bloody clothes and said with a sigh.

"It doesn't matter. I don't place my hopes on them anyway." Hei Qichuan shrugged and said, loosening his muscles. His tone was full of confidence in his own strength.

"Huh..." Miyamoto Sanwen took a deep breath, feeling a little lost, but he still said firmly: "Let it be. After all, we can't force it." He understood that this battle must be fought, no matter what the outcome.

Kagami Ryohei sat on the sofa, his eyes sweeping over the delinquents, led by Miyamoto Sanfumi, his lips curled up slightly in a scornful smile. "Hey, is that all you have? You're not even worth a damn!" His voice was filled with provocation and sarcasm.

Miyamoto Sanfumi was not afraid at all. He straightened his body and responded loudly: "We are enough to deal with you." There was a firm light in his eyes, as if telling the other party that although they were few in number, they would never retreat.

"What a joke! If I had known this would happen, I would have raised the white flag and surrendered!" Qiang Luoche couldn't contain his inner impatience and shouted angrily.

"Hmph, stop teasing me! Come on!" Miyamoto Sanfumi sneered, brandishing his weapon and charging towards Kagami Ryohei without hesitation. The crowd behind him followed suit, shouting deafeningly.

"Oh! Let them know how powerful we are!"

"Everyone on the armed front, cheer up!"

"Defeat them and make them pay with blood!"

"Hahaha, bring down the Otsukai!"

The people behind Miyamoto Sanwen immediately followed suit and charged forward. Like hungry wolves, they pounced on the enemy with fierce momentum.

The leaders charging at the forefront were naturally Miyamoto Mifumi, Misaki Mario, Sajima Yosuke, Tai Long, Mikuni Yukyo, Ueda Sajio, Todohara Takin, and Kurosaki Kawa. They led their men into battle, facing the first wave of attack and undoubtedly the most dangerous position. Without sufficient strength, they could be instantly defeated by the enemy.

"Go ahead." Kagami Ryohei sat on the sofa, not even bothering to stand up. He simply waved his hand casually, signaling his men to charge. His face still maintained that arrogant expression, as if he had no interest in the upcoming battle.

"Ah! Come on!" Takagi Tetsuji roared loudly, leading the crowd behind him to rush towards Miyamoto Sanfumi and others. His eyes revealed ferocity and determination, and he was obviously ready to fight his opponent to the death.

"Ahhh, kill them!" The members of the Otsukai also let out a deafening roar and joined the fierce battle. They brandished their weapons and charged forward with fighting spirit, not flinching.

The distance of less than 100 meters was quickly covered by the sprint of both sides, and the two torrents collided completely.

In this way, the 2,550 people from the Otsu Society and the more than 1,600 people from the Toyaru Bad Alliance started a battle that was destined to go down in history.

Miyamoto Sanfumi, who was at the front, was like a burning meteor, rushing towards the enemy at an astonishing speed.

His movements were incredibly swift, and in an instant, a flying kick sent a black-clad man in front of him flying. The poor fellow flew backward like a cannonball, knocking down several of his companions. However, this did not stop the Otsukai's advance. The men behind them stepped over their bodies without hesitation and continued to sprint forward.

Miyamoto Sanwen swung his fists and legs, each attack carrying immense power and precision. With each strike, a man in black would be knocked to the ground, unable to stand up again. In this kind of melee, once you fall, it's difficult to get back up unless you possess extraordinary strength.

Misaki Mario, Tailong, Sajima Yosuke, Mikuni Yukyo, Ueda Sajio, Todohara Takin, Kurosaki Kawa and others closely followed Miyamoto Sanfumi, forming an indestructible line of defense. They not only cleared the surrounding enemies for Miyamoto Sanfumi, but also opened up a path for the Toari Bad Alliance.

In the first wave of the assault, countless men were knocked to the ground, unable to rise again. They groaned in pain, but no one could help them. The brutality of battle was vividly demonstrated here; only the strong could survive.

With the end of the first wave of the charge, the most brutal and chaotic melee officially began. Crowds from both sides began to intertwine, fists and weapons clashing with each other, making a dull sound. Blood splattered in the air, staining the ground red. The entire scene was as terrifying as hell.

What is surprising is that although the number of people on both sides is quite different, their momentum is comparable.