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[Skill Power]: 115+3

[Resilience]: 102

[Dodge Ability]: 103

[Explosive Power]: 111

[Anti-hit strength]: 104+2

[Deterrence Power]: 106

[Overall Combat Strength]: 1087+7 (S+ Rank)

[Skills Possessed]: King's Stance (Passive, No Level), Street Fighting (Comprehensive, S+), Grappling (Comprehensive, A+), Charged Fist (Active, A+ 97%), Swift Punch (Active, A+ 87%), Powerful Kick (Active, A 9%), Demonic Possession (Active, No Level), Phoenix Spirit (Commander, No Level).

Its overall combat strength has reached 1094 points, getting closer and closer to the legendary level.

The proficiency of skills such as Charged Punch, Swift Punch, and Powerful Kick has also increased.

"Today... is another day of easily getting stronger. Next up is Lily of the Valley."

Ryuji Kurosaki muttered to himself, gazing in the direction of Suzuran Southwest Branch School.

Just then, the pop-up panel reappeared.

[Mission detected: "The Battle for the Pride of the Impatiens and Lily of the Valley"]

[Quest Description: The Impatiens and Lily of the Valley Showdown: Having finished your warm-up, you eagerly anticipate the Impatiens and Lily of the Valley Showdown in just over two weeks.]

[Completion condition: Defeat the Suzuran Southwest Branch School.]

[Completion Rewards: Several attribute points, one random active combat skill, and one random skill upgraded by one level.]

...........

Hetian No. 2 High School was completely wiped out by Fengxian Northwest Branch School.

And the news of Ishihara Yujiro's crushing defeat at the hands of Kurosaki Ryuji.

Like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, the ripples it creates spread with astonishing speed.

Fengxian Northeast Branch School, Judo Center.

The smell of sweat, disinfectant, and tatami mats mingled together.

The training came to an end, and the officers, including Mitsumasa Tsukimoto, Sashio Ueda, and Hideaki Nikawa, were either sitting or standing, most of them bearing the marks of their daily training.

Sawamura Masatsugu and Shida Kenzo, who were injured in the last conflict, still had conspicuous bandages wrapped around their bodies and their faces were slightly pale, but their eyes were still sharp.

A bald, junior student in charge of intelligence stumbled into the dojo, his voice trembling with disbelief: "Mitsumasa-nii... Kawada's entire army was wiped out!"

The noisy dojo fell silent instantly, and all eyes were focused on the panting bald man.

"Explain yourself, what's over?"

Incheon Hideaki frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"Ishihara Yujiro, he brought all the forces from Kawada No. 2 High School's first district and today marched into the northwest branch of Housen High School."

The bald man who delivered the message swallowed hard, his face still showing shock: "In the end... in the end, they didn't even manage to set foot on the Northwest Branch's territory. They were all wiped out on the outskirts!"

"what?!"

Sawamura Masaji suddenly stood up, aggravating the wound under his ribs, causing him to wince in pain. But what shocked him even more was the news itself: "Impossible! They're not that weak!"

"it is true!"

The bald messenger said urgently, "Kawata No. 2 High School, including Ishihara Yujiro, was reportedly wiped out in less than ten minutes by a team led by an officer from the assassin legion in northwestern Housen! Julie, Ya Cheng, Johnson, Shinjo Kyuta... they're all down!"

He paused, his voice tinged with fear: "Ishihara Yujiro... was defeated one-on-one by Kurosaki Ryuji! He was completely outmatched!"

"Sigh~~~"

A collective gasp filled the dojo.

Ueda Sashio stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall, his usually expressionless face showing an unusual seriousness.

Incheon Hideaki's brows furrowed, and his eyes flickered uncertainly.

Sawamura Masatsugu and Shida Kenzo exchanged bewildered glances, never expecting that those guys who attacked them last time would be taken down so easily.

And in the very next moment.

All eyes were involuntarily drawn to Tsukimoto Mitsumasa, who stood in the center of the dojo.

He remained silent, his face revealing little emotion, but his eyes, sharp as a hawk's, were fixed on the bald man who had delivered the message, as if verifying the authenticity of every word.

"Brother Guangzheng..."

A senior student licked his dry lips and spoke with difficulty, "That Kurosaki Ryuji guy... he... he's ridiculously strong! Even Ishihara Yujiro..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning couldn't be clearer.

Another senior student couldn't hold back any longer and said urgently, "Yeah, bro! Even you and Ishihara were even even even even even even fighting, and that bastard Kurosaki managed to take him down so easily... This... this gap is just too big! Your duel with him in a month and a half..."

He didn't dare say the rest, but everyone understood that going to this duel would be suicide!

"Yeah, bro! How about... how about we just forget about it?"

Another senior student leader echoed with concern: "To be able to beat Ishihara Yujiro so badly, he's practically a monster!"

"Exactly! That's no match for a human!"

"Brother, don't go!"

Other executives also spoke up, their voices filled with concern for Mitsumasa Tsukimoto and fear of Ryuji Kurosaki's power.

The atmosphere inside the dojo was extremely oppressive, with only heavy breathing remaining.

Mitsumasa Tsukimoto slowly raised his hand, stopping everyone's attempts to dissuade him.

His gaze swept over the faces filled with worry and dissuasion, finally settling on a point in the void, as if penetrating the walls of the dojo and seeing Kurosaki Ryuji, who had already returned to the Northwest Branch of Housen.

His voice was not loud, but it was exceptionally clear and firm, carrying an undeniable and weighty power:

"A real man never regrets what he says!"

Mitsumasa Tsukimoto offered no explanation, made no grand pronouncements, but simply stated a decision calmly.

But the resolute determination hidden beneath this calm made everyone in the dojo feel a heavy pressure.

The air seemed to freeze.

Worry, admiration, helplessness, determination... all sorts of emotions intertwined.

.......

Meanwhile, on the other side, at the Suzuran Southwest Branch School.

On the rooftop.

Zhongjing, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, kicked at the pebbles at his feet with a disgruntled expression.

Kawanishi Sheng stood in front of the iron fence, gazing at the silhouette of the city in the distance.

Yoshiki Genjiro and his core subordinates stood on the other side, creating a somewhat awkward atmosphere.

Tamao Serizawa and his inseparable friend Tokio Tatsukawa sat on an abandoned chair. Serizawa was eating bread with gusto, while Tokio seemed lost in thought.

A well-informed henchman came running up, panting, with the same explosive news.

"Kawata No. 2 High School...was wiped out by Housen Northwest Branch School?! Ishihara Yujiro was easily defeated by Kurosaki Ryuji?!"

Nakai abruptly spat out the cigarette butt, his eyes wide with shock: "Are you fucking kidding me? Ishihara isn't some nobody!"

As veteran characters in the series, they know each other to some extent.

Nakai naturally knew that Ishihara Yujiro was very strong.

"Absolutely true!"

The messenger nodded vigorously: "I heard the scene was horrific! Ishihara was beaten so badly he couldn't fight back at all, and none of the other Kawata guys were able to leave standing up!"

Kawanishi Noboru's previously calm expression instantly turned extremely solemn. He straightened up: "Kurosaki Ryuji...has his strength reached this level?"

He knew Ishihara Yujiro's significance; this news meant that Kurosaki Ryuji was far more terrifying than they had previously assessed.

Yoshiki Genjiro's brows furrowed deeply: "Hosen Northwest Branch School... is indeed a tough nut to crack, especially Kurosaki Ryuji... he's probably more troublesome than we imagined."

He felt a strong threat.

"Hey Hey hey..."

Tamao Serizawa stopped chewing his bread, a rare serious expression on his face. He nudged Toki next to him with his elbow: "Did you hear that? The boss of Kawada No. 2 High School's first district, Ishihara... he was actually killed?"

Tatsukawa Tokio nodded: "I heard that. This news is astonishing. Ishihara Yujiro's strength is definitely top-tier, even at our Suzuran Southwest Branch School... Kurosaki Ryuji was able to defeat him so easily..."

He paused, his voice lowering: "It seems that the great battle between us and them in a little over half a month will be difficult!"

Just at this moment.

On the rooftop, members of the three factions felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

The name Ryuji Kurosaki and the Housen Northwest Branch School he represented hung like a huge shadow over the Suzuran Southwest Branch School.

.........

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed silently, like sand slipping through our fingers.

Under the gloomy sky, a cold wind swirled up fallen leaves and dust from the ground.

The gates of the Fengxian Northwest Branch School slowly opened.

Inside the gate, there was a dense crowd of bald-headed figures, all belonging to Fengxian.

The person standing at the very front of them was Ryuji Kurosaki.

Further back from Kurosaki Ryuji were the executives of the Housen Northwest Branch School.

Narumi Taiga, Teba Fighting Spirit, Shibayama Hayato, Kumagiri Rikiya, Kamada Jun, Saejima Toshiyuki, Oguchi Yuuji.

Everyone stood there quietly.

The air was still, carrying a deathly stillness that seemed to foreshadow an impending storm.

Chapter 145 Phoenix Fairy VS Lily of the Valley!

On the playground of Fengxian Northwest Branch School.

Ryuji Kurosaki stood at the front of the group, his clothes swaying gently in the breeze.

His sharp gaze, like a cold razor, slowly swept across the Phoenix Fairy Assassin Legion before him.

Every silent face was filled with fervor and obedience, awaiting their leader's command.

"Everyone!"

Ryuji Kurosaki's voice wasn't loud, but it struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer, clearly piercing the silence of the playground: "Are you ready?"

"Ready!!!"

The roar of nearly 200 people instantly tore through the sky, the sound waves rolling and shaking the leaves on the leaves at the edge of the playground.

"So!"

Ryuji Kurosaki's lips curled into a cold, hard smile. He swiftly swung his large hand towards Suzuran, the movement decisive and ruthless, carrying the resolve to sever everything.

"set off!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already taken the first step, his steps steady and powerful.

Behind him, nearly 200 members of the Phoenix Fairy Assassin Legion swiftly and uniformly stubbed out their cigarettes, either dangling from their lips or held between their fingers, on the ground, the sparks instantly extinguished in the dust.

Immediately, heavy footsteps, like rolling thunder, suddenly rang out!

Countless pairs of leather boots pounded on the hard ground, converging into a torrent that shook the earth. Following closely behind the black figure, they surged out of the school gate and rolled towards Linglan's territory.

Viewed from above, this group is no longer just a crowd, but a surging white torrent.

As they proceeded along the road, the air around them grew heavy and oppressive, and the few passersby on the street turned pale and hurriedly made way for them.

Only the sound of footsteps, heavy, orderly footsteps that seemed to crush everything, like the heartbeat of an ancient behemoth, soared into the sky, proclaiming Fengxian's will.

Just as the torrent led by Kurosaki Ryuji was about to step into the edge of Suzuran's territory.

Another silver-white figure appeared ahead.