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

"Uh~~~"

Kumakiri's eyes bulged out, and all of his (Zhao's) roar and power were instantly dissipated by this punch.

The terrifying force of the punch made him look like a boiled shrimp, clutching his stomach with both hands, slowly arching his back, and kneeling on one knee in front of Kurosaki Ryuji.

The excruciating pain in his stomach made him pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down his bald head.

Ryuji Kurosaki flicked his wrist, as if he had just done something insignificant.

He looked down at Kumakiri Rikiya, his gaze behind his glasses still icy: "Actually, you're not bad, but defeating me is impossible for you in this lifetime..."

Ryuji Kurosaki hadn't taken off his glasses yet, so he was naturally very clear about Rikiya Kumakiri's exact strength.

Currently, Kumagiri Rikiya's overall combat strength is 910 points, A- grade, leaning towards skill.

Although his potential may not reach legendary levels, he is still quite talented among ordinary people.

If you work hard, your future achievements will not be too low.

In the original story, he became decadent because of the death of Mito Makio, and ended up spending his time with women, being drained dry.

As a result, by the time they reached the third grade, their strength had not only failed to improve, but had actually declined significantly.

Regardless, at this moment, Kumagiri Rikiya gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with rage as he stared at Kurosaki Ryuji.

To him, Kurosaki Ryuji's words were utterly humiliating.

Chapter 85 My Small Goal

Within Group D of Year 1, there was a deathly silence.

All that remained were the painful groans and heavy breathing of the bald men lying on the ground.

The air was thick with dust, the smell of blood, and the heavy scent of defeat.

All the bald men who could still keep their eyes open stared intently at Kumakiri Rikiya, who was kneeling on one knee, and at the figure standing there like a lion in front of him.

That's too powerful! So powerful it's suffocating, it's despair-inducing!

The strength displayed by Jun Kamata, Toshiyuki Saejima, and Yuji Oguchi has shattered the resistance of Group D like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves.

And Ryuji Kurosaki himself!

He didn't even actually lift a finger.

With just a casual punch, he knocked Kumagiri Rikiya to his knees.

This is not even a contest on the same level; it's a crushing defeat!

"Kumakiri... forget it."

In the corner, a bald man's voice was hoarse, filled with desperate consolation: "This guy is too strong. Facing a monster like this, defeat might not be shameful."

"Yes... there's no need to keep pushing yourself."

Another voice weakly echoed, tinged with bitterness: "They can't possibly be a match for us."

It wasn't just the two of them; the other bald guys in Group D also tried to persuade them.

The gap between the two sides is too big.

Everyone understood that even if they risked their lives, they could not possibly be a match for Ryuji Kurosaki.

Rather than getting beaten up, it's better to be pragmatic and surrender.

"Admit defeat?"

Listening to the sounds around him, Kumagiri Rikiya, with his head down, gave a cold laugh.

"I'm not like you cowards!"

Kumagiri Rikiya raised his head again, pressed his right hand against his thigh, and slowly stood up again.

He straightened his back, his eyes, brimming with fighting spirit, staring directly at Ryuji Kurosaki: "You want me to admit defeat? Don't dream about it. If you're so capable, beat me to a pulp and make sure I can never stand up again!"

At this moment, Kumagiri Rikiya displayed an indomitable and unyielding spirit.

Like a torch bursting in the darkness, it instantly rekindled the almost extinguished spirits of the remaining bald men in Group D!

"Now I understand why Xiongqie was recognized by Brother Wujiu and became a cadre."

"Kumakiri, do your best, take down Kurosaki Ryuji in front of you!"

"Don't worry, we'll do our best to hold off the other three for you!"

Despite the excruciating pain from their injuries, the bald men in Group D were inspired by this resolute will.

The remaining morale surged suddenly, like a final burst of energy before death.

Some of those with minor injuries even managed to get back up.

"I'm not a coward! Keep going, you bastard!"

"Watch how I beat you guys to a pulp!"

"Ah~~~"

These bald men from Group D, who had risen again, roared with their last strength and charged at Jun Kamata, Toshiyuki Saejima, and Yuji Oguchi once more.

They wanted to block the three of them, hoping to create an opportunity for Kumakiri Rikiya to fight Kurosaki Ryuji one-on-one.

at this time.

Kumagiri Rikiya moved again, charging forward with unstoppable momentum, and threw out his fist.

Ryuji Kurosaki's eyes remained calm and still, without even a ripple.

Looking at the arriving Kumakiri Rikiya.

He raised his hand and threw a punch.

Although their movements looked similar.

But Kumagiri Rikiya's fist had only been thrown halfway.

Ryuji Kurosaki's fist had already landed on Rikiya Kumakiri's face.

boom! ! !

A dull thud (bdcd) instantly echoed throughout Group D.

Under Ryuji Kurosaki's fist.

Kumagiri Rikiya's face was quickly deformed by the impact, and his entire head was thrown backward.

His body was pulled backward involuntarily, and he barely managed to regain his balance.

Also at the same time.

Jun Kamata, Toshiyuki Saejima, and Yuji Oguchi each threw a straight punch, a sweeping kick, or a front kick.

They knocked all the bald guys from Group D who were rushing towards them back to the ground.

The cries of agony rose and fell once again.

The morale that had just been raised vanished completely.

"Good spirits, but unfortunately... they're useless against absolute power!"

As he spoke, Kurosaki Ryuji walked up to Kumakiri Rikiya again, grabbed his hair, and slammed his head hard against the table.

boom! ! !

Accompanied by a loud bang.

On the spot, Kumakiri Rikiya felt as if his head wasn't his own, and he couldn't even think.

Ryuji Kurosaki did not stop there.

He pulled Kumagiri Rikiya up again, then raised his hand and punched him once more.

With his brain almost completely shut down, Kumagiri Rikiya was utterly unable to resist, his head tilted to the side, and he lost his balance.

After crashing heavily to the ground, it slid a distance along the ground before stopping when it hit a corner of the wall.

"Ah~~~"

The intense pain caused Kumagiri Rikiya to open his blood-soaked mouth and let out a wail.

"So, are you convinced now?"

As Kurosaki Ryuji spoke, he continued walking toward Kumakiri Rikiya: "It's okay if you're not convinced. I can put in more effort, come back more often, and beat you up a few more times! Don't worry, I'm a very persistent person."

How many more trips?

The remaining bald men from Group D stared wide-eyed at Ryuji Kurosaki, then at Rikiya Kumakiri lying in the corner with blood streaming from his mouth.

If only we could come a few more times.

Is Kumagiri Rikiya going to get beaten to death?

this moment.

The bald guys in Group D unanimously felt that Kurosaki Ryuji's perseverance was actually unnecessary!

However, he only thought about it in his heart and didn't dare to say it out loud.

What if Ryuji Kurosaki uses that perseverance on himself?

That means they're doomed.

"Cough~~~"

At this moment, Kumagiri Rikiya coughed up another mouthful of blood, his eyes squinting in pain.

But the next second.

He struggled to his feet again.

"I...haven't lost yet!!!"

With a roar, he suddenly sprang up again, drawing on all the remaining strength in his body, and pounced on Kurosaki Ryuji.

His right fist was clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force, and with a desperate, suicidal aura, he slammed it straight at Ryuji Kurosaki's face.

Faced with this cornered beast's desperate, astonishingly powerful attack.

Ryuji Kurosaki's eyes remained calm and unwavering, showing not even a hint of surprise.

He simply raised his left hand, his five fingers spread wide, like iron clamps, and effortlessly caught Kumakiri Rikiya's incoming fist.

boom! ! !

As the fist slammed into the palm.

Kumagiri Rikiya's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, and he was frozen in place.

All the power, all the momentum, all the will.

Faced with such an absolute disparity in power, they are as fragile as paper.

The madness and determination in Kumakiri Rikiya's eyes froze instantly.

Instead, there was boundless horror and disbelief.

A punch delivered with all his might was caught so easily by his opponent with one hand, without even making Kurosaki Ryuji take a single step back.

This...how is this possible?

Just as Kumakiri Rikiya was in shock, Kurosaki Ryuji gripped his fist and twisted it forcefully.

"Ah~~~"

Kumagiri Rikiya couldn't help but let out a painful groan. His body was uncontrollably pulled by this force, and he was forced to kneel on the ground in a sorry state. His right arm was tied high behind his back, and he felt a tearing pain in his arm, but he couldn't move at all.

Ryuji Kurosaki looked down at him, his gaze behind his glasses cold and deep, as if looking down at an ant.

His voice was calm and even, yet it carried a penetrating power: "Futility will only bring greater pain. Kumagiri Rikiya, your will is commendable, but that cannot change the gap between us."

Kumagiri Rikiya's body stiffened, and his struggling movements stopped.

Actually, it all started when I saw Kurosaki Ryuji kill Fuyuno Kota with a single punch.

He knew he could never be a match for Ryuji Kurosaki.

There is indeed a visible gap between the two sides.