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He deliberately emphasized the words "alone".

"All the way to the Lily of the Valley rooftop."

"Plant my flag there!"

"From that moment on, the entire Lily of the Valley Southwest Branch School..."

The broadcast paused for a moment, as if gathering its strength, and then exploded like thunder:

"It's all mine!"

The entire lily of the valley was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone held their breath, listening incredulously to this almost insane announcement.

The voice on the radio continued, cold and clear, like a final ultimatum:

"If there's anyone who doesn't want me to be the boss..."

"If anyone thinks they have the right to stop me..."

"tomorrow..."

"Try blocking my way, or the Southwest Branch of Lily of the Valley will be mine."

Chapter 189 One Man Takes on the Entire School

"tomorrow..."

"Try blocking me, or the Southwest Branch of Lily of the Valley will be mine."

"Click."

The broadcast was abruptly cut off.

The hum of the electricity disappeared, and the entire campus fell into a deeper silence, as if even the wind had stopped flowing.

But the silence lasted for less than a second!

next moment.

"boom!!!"

Like a long-suppressed volcano erupting, the entire Southwest Branch of Suzuran was in an uproar!

"Ryuji Kurosaki?! Has he gone mad?!"

"One person? Challenging the entire school?! Are you kidding me?!"

"Tomorrow? From the main gate to the rooftop? Planting a flag?!"

"Who does he think he is?! A god?!"

"How arrogant! They have no respect for anyone!"

"Boss Kagi! Second-year student Kagi Genjiro won't let him get away with this!"

"And the third-year seniors! This is practically rubbing the faces of all the upperclassmen in the dirt!"

"There's going to be a good show tomorrow! It'll definitely be a bloodbath!"

"He's dead! Absolutely dead!"

Exclamations, curses, incredulous discussions, excited howls, and fearful whispers... swept through every corner of the campus like a surging tide.

Whether supporters or opponents, whether onlookers or those caught up in it, everyone's emotions were completely ignited by this earth-shattering broadcast.

In the third-grade corridor, several senior leaders who originally disliked each other were now looking at each other, each seeing shock and a hint of solemnity in the other's eyes.

Inside the classroom of Class 1-B, Yuji Toji, Shun Izaki, Nakai, Takashi Makise, the Mikami brothers, Chuta Tamura... everyone stood there as if frozen in place, their ears still echoing with Ryuji Kurosaki's arrogant declaration.

"The...the boss...is he serious? He's going to take on the whole school all by himself?"

After several seconds, Mikami Gou swallowed hard, his dry voice breaking the silence.

"Damn...that's a real man!"

Takashi Makise clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with astonishing fighting spirit and fanaticism.

Zhongjing shook his head with a wry smile, but deep in his eyes was a mixture of shock and an indescribable anticipation.

Shun Izaki looked towards the broadcasting room, and the decision he had just made became even more resolute, yet also heavier.

The storm has arrived, and at its eye is that man!

Tadashi Tamura muttered to himself with his head down, "Now... the whole of Suzuran is really going to be lively."

The noise outside the window was like a pot of boiling oil.

Ryuji Kurosaki appeared at the door of the broadcasting room. He ignored the countless gazes from outside, some filled with fear, some with anger, and some with fanaticism. He expressionlessly patted the dust off his hands from the broadcasting equipment, as if he had just done something insignificant.

He looked up at the rooftop in the distance, which symbolized the highest point of the lily of the valley, his eyes cold and sharp, like a peerless, deadly blade drawn from its sheath.

At this moment, the task panel reappeared.

[Mission detected: "The Road to Conquering Suzuran Southwest Branch (Part 3)"]

[Mission Description: "The Road to Conquering Suzuran Southwest Branch": You, who wish to conquer Suzuran, are prepared to declare war on everyone in Suzuran single-handedly.]

[Completion Condition: Successfully reach the rooftop of Lily of the Valley and raise your own flag]

[Completion Rewards: Several attribute points, one random skill level up, and one random Lily of the Valley exclusive skill.]

.........

The following day, at the main gate of the Southwest Branch School of Suzuran.

The sky looked as if it had been splashed with thick, leaden-gray ink, with heavy, dark clouds hanging low overhead, as if they were about to unleash a torrential downpour at any moment.

There was no wind; the air was stagnant and suffocating, filled with a rusty, oppressive smell of impending rain.

Before the gate of Lily of the Valley, a solitary figure stood alone.

Ryuji Kurosaki.

He was still wearing that crisp black school uniform, without any extra decorations, his figure as straight as a javelin.

With his head tilted slightly back, his cold gaze pierced through the heavy air, past the dark wall of people in front of him, and landed on the rooftop deep within the lily of the valley, symbolizing the final destination.

His eyes were calm and still, like a bottomless, icy pool, showing no trace of tension or excitement, only an almost indifferent focus, as if he were about to embark not on a bloody path, but on a predetermined journey home.

A few steps behind him stood Nakai, Shun Izaki, Takashi Makise, Yuji Toji, the Mikami brothers, and Tadata Tamura.

Each of them had a solemn expression, tense muscles, and complex eyes as they gazed at the solitary figure ahead, then scanned the chilling scene on campus.

Inside the lily of the valley, the scene was no longer what it used to be.

The wide main road leading from the gate to the teaching building, the playgrounds on both sides, and even the windows of the corridors in the distance were all densely packed with people.

The uniforms were all black, like a rolling black tide.

Second-year and third-year students, from various small groups—almost all the delinquents who were angry or challenged by Kurosaki Ryuji's arrogant declaration—gathered here.

Their eyes, whether fierce or mocking, were all fixed on the figure at the door.

The noise was deafening, like the buzzing of countless venomous bees.

"Look! He's really here! All by himself!"

"Things that don't know whether to live or die!"

"Looking all prim and proper, what are you pretending for!"

"Today is your death day, Ryuji Kurosaki!"

"Go! Take him down!"

The waves of mockery, insults, and threats surged toward the door like real shockwaves.

The air itself seemed distorted by this intense hostility.

Ryuji Kurosaki paid no attention; the jarring noises were like wind brushing against a stone wall, leaving no ripple in his ears.

He slowly withdrew his gaze from the rooftop, turned his head, and without looking at anyone behind him, clearly uttered a sentence in a voice so flat it betrayed no emotion:

"You guys, don't take action."

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unquestionable, absolute command, clearly piercing through the heavy air behind and the clamor in front.

Zhongjing opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just pursed his lips tightly, his eyes becoming even more complicated.

Yuji Toji pushed up his sunglasses, his gaze behind the lenses sharp as an eagle, fixed on Ryuji Kurosaki's back.

Takashi Makise clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, his eyes filled with both worry and an almost fanatical excitement.

Yuji Tokaji remained expressionless, while the Mikami brothers nervously swallowed.

After saying that, Ryuji Kurosaki didn't linger.

He took the first step forward with determination.

The black shoes made a soft yet heavy drumbeat as they stepped on the cold, rough ground.

step.

Two steps.

He walked slowly and steadily, as if strolling in his own backyard.

But with each step he took, it seemed to carry immense force, pressing down on the hearts of the dark mass of people in front of him. The invisible pressure surged and spread like a tangible tsunami as he approached!

The originally noisy shouts of abuse seemed to freeze briefly and eerily the moment he began to take a step, as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat.

Those delinquents who were crowding at the front and shouting the loudest froze instantly with their sneers and mockery.

Looking at the figure walking towards them alone under the leaden gray sky, expressionless, a chill from instinct rose uncontrollably from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

He... he really made it through like that?

A person?

Facing so many of us?

A sense of absurdity and a hint of indescribable fear, like cold vines, quietly wrapped around the hearts of many.

"What's there to be afraid of? He's all alone!"

A second-year delinquent with dyed red hair, standing in the front row, suppressed his inner turmoil and, to hide his fear, roared at the top of his lungs, "Go! Kill him!"

"Rush!!!"

"Don't let him come over here!"

"Attack together! There are so many of us, we can overwhelm him!"

Fear was ultimately overwhelmed by blind conformity and the false sense of security brought about by sheer numbers.

Like a powder keg that had been lit, the guys in the front row, their eyes bloodshot, let out beast-like howls and charged towards Kurosaki Ryuji like a black tide bursting its banks!

The menacing aura and the sheer force of their charge were enough to terrify any ordinary person!

However, faced with this surging black tide...

Instead of slowing down, Kurosaki Ryuji suddenly exerted force with his feet the instant the opponent started (okay).

boom! ! !

With a sound beneath his feet, his figure suddenly accelerated, transforming from a steady walk into a black lightning bolt that seemed to tear through the air.

Instead of retreating, they advanced, charging at a faster speed and with a more ferocious momentum than their opponents, fiercely attacking the surging crowd!

"court death!"

A cruel glint flashed in the eyes of the red-haired man charging at the front. With all his might, he swung his fist and smashed it hard toward Kurosaki Ryuji's head!

Just as the fist was about to touch his face.

Kurosaki Ryuji's figure seemed to sway slightly, and the fist almost grazed his ear, dealing zero damage to the air.

At the same time, Kurosaki Ryuji's right fist, like a cannonball, slammed straight into the center of the red-haired man's unsuspecting chest!

"Boom!"

A deafening, heart-stopping bang!

The ferocity on Red Hair's face froze instantly, his eyes bulging out. The immense force made him feel as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding truck.