Hot-blooded anime: Starting from being a bad boy, you can dominate the world!

boom! ! !

Atan was sent flying through the air with a deafening bang that shook the entire alley!

The side of the sturdy metal trash can was instantly dented inward by the fierce impact of Ah Tan's body, creating a deep dent.

The twisted and deformed sheet metal emitted a piercing groan.

Ah Tan's body slid down the concave side of the box like a puppet with its strings cut, and crashed heavily onto the dirty ground.

"Ugh!"

A-Tan felt stars flashing before his eyes, and excruciating pain shot through his back and chest, as if all the bones in his body had been shattered.

He curled up on the ground, retching painfully, unable to even scream, only able to emit intermittent, gasping sounds like a broken bellows.

Chapter 225 The Mountain King's Second-in-Command

"Sorry! We didn't come here today to challenge you to a one-on-one fight!"

Kamata Jun glanced coldly at the dazed and confused Atan, then strode forward, grabbing Atan's collar with his right hand like an iron clamp, lifting the opponent, who had lost most of his ability to resist, off the ground like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

Atan's feet were off the ground, his collar was so tight he was almost suffocating. The excruciating pain and humiliation made his eyes widen in horror, but he was powerless to struggle.

Kamata Jun looked at Atan's face, contorted with pain and anger, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

He slowly raised his other fist, which was clenched tightly and as big as a clay pot, the knuckles cracking loudly. With a heavy, oppressive force, he aimed it at Atan's cheek, ready to deliver the final blow!

At this critical moment.

"Ugh!"

A piercing scream suddenly rang out from the outer perimeter of the encirclement!

Immediately afterwards, a figure was suddenly thrown into the air from behind the group of bald men, as if hit by a speeding truck.

The figure, carrying immense kinetic energy, slammed violently into its unsuspecting companion.

boom! boom! boom!

Like bowling balls, the bald men who were hit fell one after another with screams, like dominoes, instantly tearing a gap in the tight encirclement.

Smoke and screams mingled together.

This sudden turn of events startled Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima, causing their fists, which were about to fall, to freeze in mid-air.

Almost simultaneously, the two abruptly turned their heads, their sharp gazes piercing through the chaotic crowd and shooting towards the direction from which the attack was coming.

At the entrance of the alley, a tall figure had appeared out of nowhere.

He was wearing an ordinary jacket, but the emblem of the Sannoh Federation on his shoulder was unusually conspicuous in the dim light.

He maintained his extended leg position, his face filled with intense anger, and his entire body exuded a chillingly fierce aura.

At his feet were several bald men, clutching their chests or abdomens, writhing and groaning in pain.

The newcomer was none other than Yamato, the second-in-command of the Sannoh Association!

Although he still bears obvious scars from the last time Kurosaki Ryuji left him, and his strength may not be at its peak, as one of the two kings of the Sannoh Alliance, his strength is naturally not to be underestimated.

"Hey!!!"

A thunderous roar erupted from the depths of Yamato's throat.

The roar, filled with boundless anger and anxiety, instantly drowned out all the noise in the alley!

He didn't even glance at the bald man groaning on the ground; his bloodshot eyes were fixed on Atan, who was being held in mid-air like a rag doll by Kamata Jun!

Without the slightest hesitation, or even a pause!

Yamato slammed his right foot off the ground, and like an arrow released from a bow, he charged into the crowd with the force to crush everything in his path!

His movements were expansive and unrestrained, without any frills, only the most primal and violent outpouring of power.

Lift your leg! That seemingly casual kick contains a terrifying explosive force capable of bending a steel pipe!

boom! ! !

The bald man on the outermost edge could only let out half a scream before he was hit by a speeding truck, his feet leaving the ground and flying backward like a cannonball.

This is just the beginning!

Yamato moved like a tiger into a flock of sheep, his steps never faltering.

With his left hand, fingers spread wide, he grabbed the collar of a bald man who was trying to throw a punch, while his right fist, like a battering ram, slammed into the face of another bald man who was rushing up, with a sharp whistling sound as it tore through the air!

puff!

Blood mixed with shattered teeth splattered in the air.

The bald man who was punched didn't even utter a sound. His body went limp and collapsed, like a bag of rotten mud with its bones removed!

"Get out of Sannoh Street!"

Yamato's voice was hoarse and cold, each word like an ice shard squeezed out from between his teeth.

He flung away the terrified bald man he was holding in his left hand, the immense force sending the man crashing into the wall like a rag doll.

His fists were like two tireless siege engines, each swing carrying a chilling wind pressure!

boom!boom!boom!boom!

The dull thuds of the blows rang out like a torrential downpour.

Every punch landed squarely on flesh.

Wherever the Yamato went, people and horses fell, and cries of agony filled the land!

He had no skills, only the purest and most savage power to crush everything!

Every punch and every kick was imbued with his boundless rage to protect Sannoh Street and his brothers, showing absolutely no mercy!

"Ugh!"

"My arm!"

"Is this guy a monster?!"

Screams came and went.

The encirclement formed by dozens of bald-headed men was torn open instantly by Yamato, the humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, as if a red-hot iron had been plunged into butter.

In just a short while, nearly ten people collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain and completely losing their fighting ability!

"This guy is too strong, he's no ordinary guy!"

"This can't go on! He'll break us all by himself!"

"Calm down! Restrain his movements!"

Amid the chaos, several minor leaders in Fengxian's group roared.

Through rigorous training under the Fengxian cadres and numerous real battles, their tactics against single, powerful enemies have become ingrained in their very being.

After the initial panic subsided, a ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the remaining bald men, and they began to systematically tighten their encirclement, no longer blindly charging forward.

The opportunity arose when Yamato delivered a powerful right hook that sent a bald man flying, the old force dissipating and the new force yet to arise!

"Now! Go!"

A sharp shout!

On the left, a burly, bald man with a fierce glint in his eyes pounced forward.

His arms were like steel hoops, tightly gripping Yamato's right arm, which he had just swung out and hadn't had time to retract.

Almost at the same second!

On the right, another bald man darted out like a cheetah, slamming into Yamato's lower back. His arms wrapped around Yamato's waist like a giant python.

Directly ahead!

The third bald man seized the opportunity, charging forward like a bull, his hands flashing out to grab Yamato's left wrist as he tried to block.

Three people! Three locking techniques from three directions! Like three heavy iron locks, they instantly handcuffed Yamato's body.

The immense pulling force caused Yamato's burly body to come to a noticeable halt for the first time.

The bulging muscles in his arms and waist were tightly constricted, and his range of motion was compressed to the limit!

"Success! We've suppressed him!"

The bald man, who was locking Yamato's waist, roared excitedly.

Just as the suppression succeeded, a bald man directly in front of Yamato, his eyes gleaming with cruel light, had been preparing for this moment.

Like a hawk hunting its prey, he leaped high into the air, using the immense momentum of his descent to straighten his right leg like an iron rod, delivering a fierce flying kick that, with the weight of his entire body and the sound of wind breaking, landed solidly on Yamato's unsuspecting broad chest!

Boom! ! !

A deep, resounding boom, like the beating of a giant drum, echoed through the alley.

Yamato's burly body swayed violently, but what made all the bald men of the Housen Temple's pupils shrink was that this full-force flying kick, which was enough to break the ribs of an ordinary person, only made Yamato take half a step back!

"This guy is too strong!"

"That kick didn't even cause him any harm!"

"How did Boss Kurosaki kill him back then?"

Everyone was astonished at the sight.

Chapter 226 Revenge and Rescue

"Get out of my way!!!"

Just as everyone was stunned, Yamato let out a deafening roar.

At the same time, the muscles on his right arm, which resembled the gnarled roots of an old tree, instantly swelled to their maximum extent, with veins bulging like angry dragons, and an overwhelming force suddenly erupted.

"Ugh!"

The bald man who had locked his right arm felt an irresistible force coming at him. His arms went numb instantly, and he was thrown around like a chain ball at high speed, screaming as Yamato swung him around.

His body traced an arc in the air before slamming hard into the brick wall beside him!

boom!

The bald man didn't even utter a sound as he slid down the wall and passed out!

The moment his right arm was freed, Yamato's left fist, like a tiger breaking free of its cage, unleashed a burst of pent-up fury with lightning speed.

The fist landed precisely on the face of the bald man who was trying to pounce on him again!

boom! ! !

Blood gushed out, and the bald man collapsed as if his bones had been removed.

Immediately afterwards, Yamato's left hand formed a claw and grabbed the scalp of the bald man who was still tightly locking his left wrist.

Like iron clamps closing, Yamato suddenly exerted force and slammed downwards!

boom!

The bald man's head slammed hard against the hard stone floor, and he fell silent instantly, blood gushing out from his broken scalp.

"Quick! It's getting out of control!"

"This guy is too strong!"

The two bald men closest to each other, their eyes red, knew they were no match for Yamato, yet they still roared and raised their fists, charging at him with their last bit of courage.

Yamato's eyes flashed with even more ferocity! Facing the two men rushing towards him, he lowered his body slightly, then sprang upwards like a spring compressed to its limit!

Jump into the air! Knees together!

Like two giant battering rams! Yamato's knees, carrying immense force, slammed fiercely into the chests of the two bald men who were lunging at him!

puff!puff!

Two muffled thuds that made your teeth ache were heard. The two bald men were hit as if by cannonballs, spitting out blood and foam. Their bodies flew backward at a faster speed than when they rushed in, and crashed heavily several meters away.

Yamato landed like a wild beast freed from all its shackles, swinging its fists repeatedly.

boom! boom! boom!