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"Even if Sanshu has already made a move, isn't that a bit too much of a commotion?"

A nameless unease crept into my heart.

The group exchanged a surprised and uncertain look, suppressing the chill in their hearts.

I tiptoed closer to the entrance of Group A, each step feeling like I was stepping on a taut nerve.

They were only a few steps away from the door.

A dark shadow flew out of the classroom like a tattered sack and crashed heavily onto the cold floor of the corridor.

"Ah~~~"

The figure that flew out had its mouth full of blood and lay on the ground like a maggot, its face contorted in pain.

"This...isn't this San Shu?"

Several bald men from Fengxian looked at the familiar figure on the ground, and their pupils shrank in unison.

"Hey! Sanshu, weren't you going to shave that long-haired kid's head? How did you fly out of there by yourself?"

"What happened?"

"You look terrible! Your nose is crooked!"

Upon recognizing the familiar faces, several bald men from Fengxian rushed over, their voices trembling with disbelief.

"cough..."

Just as Sanshu was about to speak, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, staining his uniform red.

"Are you here to cause trouble too?"

Just then, a cold voice rang out from behind several bald men.

Several phoenix fairies looked at Sanshu lying on the ground, looking like he had been beaten to death, and felt a chill instantly rise from their tailbone to the top of their head.

"Gulu~~~"

Their Adam's apples bobbed as they turned their stiff necks to look at the figure standing at the entrance of Group A, Year 1.

It was the long-haired man they had just been talking about.

"How...how is it possible!"

Through the long-haired man, several phoenix fairies could clearly see the bald phoenix fairies in Group A lying there in their respective positions, groaning.

"More than 10 people were all wiped out!"

"That's impossible, isn't it?"

"Did he really do it all by himself?"

Several bald women instinctively didn't believe it.

In Fengxian, having your head shaved is tantamount to being labeled as weak and belonging to the level of a lowly soldier.

However, the soldiers in Fengxian are different from those in other places; their strength is far greater than that of ordinary soldiers in other places.

But in the end, more than 10 people were killed by just one person?

The astonished gazes of the several bald men from the Phoenix Fairy Sect returned to the long-haired man.

The blood on his face and the back of his hands undoubtedly proved the truth of all this.

"Who...who are you?"

One of the bald men, Fengxian, couldn't help but ask, trembling.

"Me? My name is Narumi Taiga. If you're not here to cause me trouble, could you please move aside?"

Narumi Daisuke said, taking out a cigarette from the pack and lighting it.

"Let's go right away!"

"Is that Narumi Taiga? Excuse me!"

Without any hesitation, the phoenix fairies immediately turned and left.

slip away!

They are very clear about their own strength.

Since San Shu and the others have all been killed.

If they were to go after the long-haired man, Narumi Taiga, they would only be killed as well.

It would be better to leave now.

"Looks like... there's an amazing newcomer among them today!"

"Yeah, they actually wiped out Sanshu and the rest of them."

"Hurry up and tell the boss."

The group of bald men, still shaken, discussed amongst themselves as they charged forward, just as they reached a corner.

A swollen, deformed face, covered in blood and bruises, was suddenly thrust in front of them.

"Holy crap~~~"

"Ghost!!!"

"What filthy thing!"

The group was terrified, screaming in unison and nearly suffering cardiac arrest.

His face looked like it had been involved in a car accident, which was quite frightening.

"Help...help me..."

With his face covered in bruises and swelling, he managed to utter two words with difficulty and a shrill voice before collapsing to the ground, completely losing consciousness.

"No...we're not in the wrong place. This is Fengxian, right? Why does it feel like a haunted house?"

"Damn it, that's terrifying! This thing just popped up out of the corner!"

"Wait a minute...you look familiar!"

"It looks like Shiro!"

"It really is him. Wasn't he going to find those guys on motorcycles? How did he end up like this?"

"Wait... could it be?!"

Recalling the horrific scene they had just witnessed at the entrance of Group A and the fallen Miki, and looking at the inhuman Shiro before them, a terrifying thought struck them like lightning.

"Could it be... that Group E is also..."

It was as if to confirm their worst suspicions.

boom! ! !

The window of classroom E ahead suddenly shattered, accompanied by countless shards of glass. A bald figure screamed as he flew out of the room and crashed heavily into the corridor.

Immediately afterward, a lithe figure, bracing himself against the window frame with one hand, leaped nimbly through the hole and landed steadily on the corridor—it was Jun Kamata.

"Hey, hey, hey... you little brat senior, weren't you so arrogant just now? Why are you lying on the ground not moving? Get up and keep fighting!"

With a sinister smile on his lips, Jun Kamata stepped on the chest of the fallen bald man and asked sarcastically.

"Yeah... the warm-up just ended, how come you're all lying on the ground? Are you seniors too weak?"

Saejima Toshiyuki followed closely behind and walked out of the back door of Group E, grinning to reveal his gleaming white teeth.

It seems like they still need more people.

"Seniors, are you also planning to cause us trouble?"

At that moment, Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima noticed several bald men around the corner and immediately turned their heads.

"Uh..."

"It's nothing...we were just passing by."

"Don't worry about us!"

The several bald men were so frightened that they were incoherent and didn't even care about the unconscious Si Lang on the ground.

What's going on with this year's newcomers?

"They're all so fierce!"

"I have a feeling that things are about to change in Fengxian, what should I do?"

"What else can we do? Go and inform the boss right away!"

As they talked, the bald men from Fengxian quickened their pace again.

He disappeared at the end of the corridor at the fastest speed he had ever traveled, leaving only a series of hurried footsteps echoing behind him.

Kamata Jun curled his lip: "Tsk, it runs faster than a rabbit."

Saejima Toshiyuki scoffed, "A bunch of spineless cowards."

The two ignored the fleeing bald-headed phoenixes and turned back to the messy classroom of Class 1-E.

Ryuji Kurosaki remained in the same position as before, with his legs propped up on the table and a cigarette between his fingers, as if the commotion and battle in the corridor outside had never happened.

"Brother Kurosaki..."

Kamata Jun grinned, a sense of relief washing over him as he said, "All the small fry have been cleared out."

Chapter Seventy-Six: The Current Head of the Northwest Branch of Fengxian

Fengxian Broadcasting Room.

A musty smell of old electronic components and a faint dusty odor filled the air, and light shone through the dusty windows, illuminating the dust particles floating in the air.

In the middle of the room, a man with a towering, muscular build sat cross-legged on the floor, his posture casual yet exuding an aura of quiet authority.

He was wearing Fengxian's signature silver-white uniform, but the sleeves had been roughly torn off and replaced with a rugged vest style, revealing his bronze, muscular arms.

On his exposed left arm, there was a scar about 20 centimeters long, which looked as ferocious as a giant centipede.

Rumor has it that this scar was accidentally inflicted during a conflict with members of the yakuza group.

And this man is none other than the current head of the Northwest Branch of Fengxian School: Takehisa Jiangcheng.

At this moment, Wu Jiujiangcheng had a hearty smile on his face as he stared at the man standing in front of him.

The man had blond hair and looked quite imposing.

"Zhen Xixiong..."

With a serious expression, Wu Jiujiang said, "I think... from now on, you will be the head of the Housen branch!"

"Huh? Brother Wu Jiu, did you drink too much this early in the morning?"

The man looked at Wu Jiujiangcheng with a surprised expression.

This man's name is Mito Makio, and he is currently a second-year student at Housen High School.

It could also be said that he is the most promising junior in Wujiujiang City.

"I didn't drink any alcohol, I'm very serious."

As Wu Jiujiangcheng spoke, he took out a bottle of beer from the side and took a swig.

"You call this not drinking?"

Mito Makio stared at him speechlessly, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Beer is just water, how can you call that drinking? The correct way to say it is quenching thirst!"

Wu Jiujiangcheng dismissed the argument and offered his own sophistry.

"Alright... In any case, I have no interest in the position of Housen Bancho, nor do I want to get involved in the conflict."

Mito Makio sighed deeply and shook his head: "Takehisa-nii, you know my personality, why did you choose me?"

Unlike the balsam, which is accustomed to collective action.

Mito Makio is a lone wolf type.

Among the phoenix immortals, she was even considered an outcast.