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

However, it takes a relatively long time.

However, if a task is triggered, and you complete it to receive a reward, you can directly overcome this minor bottleneck.

It is quite convenient.

The only downside is that it's unclear exactly when it will trigger.

But Ryuji Kurosaki had a feeling it would happen soon.

After all this time, he has figured out a pattern for triggering subsequent tasks.

I've already won the first-year title, and I'll wait until everyone's injuries have mostly healed.

Then bring everyone together.

The next target is Wu Jiujiangcheng, who sits at the top of Fengxian Mountain.

Once this final standoff begins, the mission will most likely commence as scheduled.

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The ten-odd days passed quietly in an atmosphere as tense as a bowstring.

Within the Fengxian Northwest Branch School, things appear calm on the surface, but in reality, the landscape has undergone a complete transformation.

The morning sunlight, carrying a hint of languor, slanted into the weathered corridors of Housen High School.

The air was filled with the smell of old wood and dust.

The older students, all with bald heads, leaned against the wall in twos and threes, either talking in hushed tones or scanning the younger students with sharp eyes.

Just then, a steady footstep sounded from the end of the corridor.

Tick…tick…tick…

The sound wasn't urgent, but it seemed to have a strange penetrating power, gradually quieting down the originally noisy corridor.

Everyone's attention was involuntarily drawn to it.

Then, Kurosaki Ryuji's tall figure appeared around the corner.

His signature short, silver-white hair gleamed coldly in the morning light, like unmelting ice. His chiseled face was expressionless, his eyes calmly scanning the distance ahead.

He walked past the classroom door of Group A, Year 1.

No words.

There was no indication.

"Wow~~~"

The door to Classroom A was suddenly pulled open.

Narumi Taiga was the first to step forward.

The bruises on his face had mostly faded, though some plasters were still on, but the fierce and valiant air between his brows was even stronger.

He held his head high, his eyes as sharp as ever, and strode to keep up with Kurosaki Ryuji's pace, trailing behind by half a step, like a loyal bodyguard.

Behind him, nearly 20 bald, wiry, and fit members of Group A filed out, silently and quickly lining up to follow him.

Their eyes were firm, their steps were uniform, and they exuded a fresh and undeniable aura.

Ryuji Kurosaki continued on his way without stopping.

After a year in Classroom B.

No words are needed either.

As the door opened, a fighting spirit emerged.

His facial injuries had healed considerably, but deep within his eyes lay a settled quality, no longer simply arrogance, but a sense of awe.

He silently joined the queue, walking beside Narumi Taiga.

Behind him, the members of Group B followed suit, instantly doubling the size of the team.

Next up is Group C of Year 1.

Hayato Shibayama pushed open the classroom door. His face still had a slight swelling that hadn't completely subsided, but the ferocity in his eyes was undiminished.

He licked his lips, a sinister smile on his face, and quickly followed.

Group C's members, like streams flowing into a river, silently merged into the marching column.

The corridor was completely occupied by this ever-growing group, their heavy footsteps echoing in the silence, increasing the sense of oppression.

Finally, there's Group D of Year 1.

Kumagiri Rikiya appeared, cracked his neck slightly, glanced at the line ahead, and then strode over to Shibayama Hayato's side.

The last member of Group D joined, forming a large team of nearly 100 people consisting of four groups.

Like a silvery-white torrent, it silently and resolutely followed behind Ryuji Kurosaki, surging towards Classroom E at the end of the corridor.

The entire corridor fell into a deathly silence.

Only the sound of footsteps echoed.

The relaxed and playful expressions on the faces of the older, bald-headed students from Fengxian High School completely vanished as they watched everything unfold.

They unconsciously straightened up from their leaning against the wall, lowered their arms, and their eyes were filled with disbelief and astonishment.

"Hey, hey, hey... what... what's going on?"

A bald man with a full beard, who appeared to be a third-year student, lowered his voice and asked his companion with barely concealed shock, "The first-year students from groups A, B, C, and D... are all following that Kurosaki Ryuji?"

"Narumi...the field...Shibayama...Kumakiri..."

Another senior member of Housen's leadership team, his sharp gaze sweeping over the four figures at the front of the line, said in a hoarse voice, "Besides Shibayama and Kumakiri, even Narumi and Matoba have bowed down to Kurosaki..."

"So... that Kurosaki Ryuji, he really has unified the first grade? And it's only been a short time since school started!?"

The older student next to her, Fengxian, who was bald, gasped in shock, his eyes filled with horror.

I never expected that Ryuji Kurosaki would unify the entire first grade in such a short time.

This efficiency and these methods are simply unbelievable!

"Does Senior Wu Jiu know?"

"This is troublesome..."

"Given Kurosaki Ryuji's ruthless methods, he will probably declare war on us directly next."

"But at this crucial moment, those bastards from Linglan keep coming to cause trouble."

Whispers spread among the older, bald students, a mixture of shock and deep worry.

Fengxian is currently facing strong enemies.

This new force is too cohesive and too powerful, and has seriously threatened the authority of the older students and the existing order.

Their gazes as they looked at Ryuji Kurosaki's retreating figure became incredibly complex.

Ryuji Kurosaki ignored the stares and walked straight to the door of Class 1-E. Without pausing, he pushed the door open.

The bald guys in Group E inside the classroom had already heard the commotion.

They all stood up at that moment, their eyes filled with awe and fervor, and immediately bowed deeply.

"Good morning!"

"Brother Kurosaki!"

Accompanied by a neat and orderly greeting, Ryuji Kurosaki stepped into Group E.

"Brother Kurosaki, you've arrived!"

"Please sit here. To celebrate the unification of the first grade, we have prepared something nice for you."

Saejima Toshiyuki and Kamata Jun grinned and stepped aside.

Near the window, a black sofa had been placed there at some point.

2.3 This is clearly a gift prepared by Toshiyuki Saejima and Jun Kamata.

"Brother Kurosaki, please have a seat!"

"Ok!"

Ryuji Kurosaki then went to the sofa, plopped down on it, and found it quite comfortable.

Narumi Taiga, Toshiro Matoba, Hayato Shibayama, and Rikiya Kumakiri followed closely behind, with the core members of each group coming up next.

The originally spacious classroom of Group E was instantly filled with this powerful force of new students.

As for the other bald boys in Fengxian Grade 1, they stayed in the corridor.

The corridor was packed with people, and they peered through the windows at the situation inside Group E.

"Boss...the first grade is now completely unified..."

After everyone in Group E took their seats, Toshiyuki Saejima spoke first: "When do we make our move on Takehisa-senpai and the others? Once we bring him down, Housen will be ours!"

His words elicited a murmur of agreement, and a flame of ambition ignited in the eyes of many.

Ryuji Kurosaki sat on the sofa, slowly lit a cigarette, and glanced at everyone, but did not answer immediately.

"Brother Kurosaki!"

Kamata Jun then said in a deep voice, "How about... we go find Senior Takehisa right now?"

Chapter Ninety-Eight: Lily of the Valley and Impatiens, War Begins?

"I agree. There's no need to waste any more time. Let's just go for it!"

Saejima Toshiyuki slammed his fist into his outstretched palm, making a crisp cracking sound, his eyes burning with fervor: "You seniors are only a year or two older than us, your bones aren't made of iron, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

Saejima Toshiyuki's voice echoed in the classroom, carrying a fierce eagerness, expressing his full support for Kamata Jun's opinion.

"Indeed... there's no need to be afraid, nor is there any need to be afraid."

Kumakiri Rikiya leaned against the cold wall, arms crossed, his thick brows furrowed slightly. He nodded, then slowly shook his head: "But the key issue isn't here."

"If it's not that problem, then what could it be?"

Saejima Toshiyuki raised an eyebrow and looked at Kumakiri Rikiya with a puzzled expression.

“Recently, those guys from Linglan have been like mad dogs, attacking our people from Fengxian everywhere. Many of our people have been walking on the street and before they even knew what was going on, they were pounced on and killed by those guys from Linglan.”

As he spoke, Kumagiri Rikiya scanned everyone in the corridor.

Many of them had fresh injuries.

They were all injured when they were walking on the street and encountered the delinquent Suzuran.

"Those of us who are standing here are considered lucky. There are still a few brothers in our Group C who are lying in the hospital and can't even get out of bed."

Hayato Shibayama let out a deep sigh, a sigh filled with helplessness and anger.

"If we fight with Senior Takehisa and the others at this time, Suzuran might have an opportunity to take advantage of us."

Narumi Taiga continued from Shibayama Hayato's words, adding, "At that time, we will be defeated by Suzuran."

"So what are we waiting for? Let's wipe out those bastards from Linglan first! We absolutely have to make those guys understand that we, Fengxian, are not to be trifled with."

At that moment, Tomoyuki slammed his fist on the desk next to him with a loud bang, his face full of ferocity.

"These lily-of-the-valley plants are really something, of all times, they have to pick this moment."

Saejima Toshiyuki pursed his lips in displeasure.

I'm annoyed as much as I am.

He also understood that if a civil war broke out in Fengxian at this time, it would indeed benefit Linglan.

"It seems to be related to what happened last time. We beat them up too badly, so Suzuran has come for revenge."

Narumi Taiga said as he tapped a cigarette out of the pack, lit it, and put it in his mouth.

"Hmph... They probably weren't beaten hard enough, which is why they still dared to attack."

He snorted coldly, his fighting spirit defiant.

The voice just fell.