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Although it was a noisy pole-tossing competition, Hikaru Hashima and Ayanokouji were fighting one-on-one. After they started to exert their strength against each other, a fierce aura began to burst out from their bodies.

"Hashima-san surprised me a bit too."

As he continued to exert force with his hands, Ayanokouji's expression changed slightly. "Is this your true strength?"

"Maybe, but I think you should hurry up if you want to push me away. We're about to win the first game."

The boy glanced at Ryuen Sho, who was on the attacking side of the red team. He had already led Yamada Albert and others to attack under the pole of the white team. The mixed-race classmate with a towering figure had already caused the pole to shake violently.

"indeed."

Ayanokouji didn't look back. He didn't care about the result of the game at all. He just looked at Hashima Hikaru coldly and increased the strength of his palms again.

He wanted to test his limits.

Mitsuru Hashima, who was standing opposite, clearly felt the strength in his hands increase a lot again. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Even after activating [Potential Burst], he still couldn't deal with the person opposite him.

"You're such a freak, Ayanokouji-kun."

Mitsuru Hashima sneered. Although the mutual pushing between the two did not seem intense from an outsider's perspective, only those who were truly involved knew the power game involved.

"..."

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka did not reply. Although he could feel that he had the upper hand, the opponent, Hikaru Hashima, stopped after taking two steps back, and his body also became motionless.

"Why, is this your full strength?"

Although Hashima Hikaru was still smiling, he was not as relaxed as he appeared.

He could feel that his muscles were being stretched to their limits. After the effect of [Potential Burst] was released, the column of physical strength on the boy's system panel had turned into 8 points, and the number was shaking violently.

This can't take you down?!

The young man, who had pushed his strength to the limit, looked at Ayanokouji's face. Although a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, his expression did not change.

"Hey, Hashima-san, what are you doing?"

At this time, Hikaru Hashima heard the shouts of his classmates. The students in Class A who were in charge of defense were now able to free up their hands, and they planned to come over to help.

"I'm on defense, everyone keep forming!"

After the young man yelled over there, he looked at the violently shaking pillar again. The result of the first round would soon be revealed, so he planned to end his blocking.

However, what Hashima Hikaru did not expect was that just before the pillar fell, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka on the opposite side suddenly let go of his hand.

"It seems like there's no winner in this round. Will Ayanokouji-kun be on defense in the next round?"

Hashima Mitsuru smiled, put down his hands which were already numb, and his expression remained normal.

"Yes, Hashima-san shouldn't change in the next round, right?"

"Yes, it's a pity. It's a rare opportunity for such an interesting thing to happen. How about we find an opportunity to have a one-on-one match next time?"

Hashima Hikaru extended his invitation. After the strength competition just now, he was now extremely curious about who this Ayanokouji-san was and why he had such qualities but was assigned to the worst class in the first place.

"No need, I've already done what I wanted to do."

Ayanokouji's tone remained unchanged. The test was over. Among the prerequisites for selecting a partner, Hashima Hikari met the criteria. He had just used almost all his strength, but could only force Hashima Hikari back two steps. This had never happened before.

He remembered that in the "white room", even several strong adults were no match for Ayanokouji, so he thought that it was enough to test him here.

Then you need to find out what the other person's wish is, and it's best not to be something troublesome.

"whats the matter?"

Hashima Hikaru was a little confused.

"Let's talk about it later. We still have many opportunities to meet."

After saying this, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka calmly turned around and left.

Looking at the opponent's back, Mitsuru Hashima touched his chin. After thinking for a while, he put the matter aside for the time being. After all, he was still in the game, so it would be better not to be distracted by other things for the time being.

After the first round of competition, the second round of competition came as scheduled. After the white team's pole was put up again, Long Yuanxiang regrouped the team and came to the front of the red team.

"Let's stick to the plan this time. Do you understand?"

"clear!!!"

After hearing what Ryuuen said, the students in Class A who continued to take up a defensive position in the back were a little confused. Could it be that Class D had some new plan?

"Hashima-san,"

Kanzaki looked at Hikaru Hashima, who was standing in the command position at the back, with a surprised expression, "Do Ryuen-san and the others have any other plans?"

"I'm not sure yet, but I can't worry about that right now. Let's focus on defense first!"

"Ok."

After the notification sounded, the Red Group's camp did not rotate this time, so Ryuen was still leading the main attack, while Hashima Hikaru led the students of Class A to defend. This time they had to face the attacking camp from Class B.

After watching the classmates led by the bald Katsuragi rushing over, Hashima Hikaru calmly directed the classmates to defend. This time it would be more troublesome than Class C because, as the original Class A, the boys in Class B had better overall quality.

"Quickly stop Katsuragi!"

When the classmates began to huddle together in chaos, Hashima Hikaru took the lead and confronted Katsuragi. Without any hesitation, he blocked Katsuragi's way forward and pushed him back hard.

"Leave Hashima-san to me, you guys hurry up!"

Katsuragi also displayed the spirit of leading by example. After feeling the huge push, he gritted his teeth and commanded his classmates while pushing forward with all his strength.

"Haha, I won't let you pass."

Hashima Hikaru roughly analyzed that Katsuragi's physical fitness is still good and he is quite strong. He can play a great advantage in this kind of competition that relies purely on physical fitness, so he must be restricted in advance.

As Kōhei Katsuragi continued to push forward, he found himself hitting a wall.

Even though Hashima-san didn't look particularly strong, he couldn't even take a single step forward even when he stretched out his arms.

"This……"

"Haha, I told you, you can't get through."

Hashima Hikaru smiled slightly. The time of the [Potential Explosion] that he had just activated for the first time had not yet ended. His physical fitness was still at its peak. Although his 8 points of physical strength could not successfully deal with Ayanokouji, it was more than enough to face Katsuragi.

As long as the male leader of Class B can be successfully contained within a certain range, he will not be able to play a more important role, making it easier for his classmates to defend.

"you……"

Just when Katsuragi was angry but helpless, from the opposite position, angry roars reached Hashima Hikaru's ears.

"asshole!"

"Who's hitting me in the stomach!?"

270

Chapter 270: Violence against the plan, Sudo's anger.

After hearing the voice that was obviously filled with anger and questioning, Mitsuru Hashima immediately locked onto the person who made the voice.

The red hair is too conspicuous. It belongs to Ken Sudo, the sports star of Class C.

"What's going on here?"

Although doubts arose in his heart, Hashima Hikaru did not relax his defense at this time.

He used one hand to stop Katsuragi's body, then dragged him to the right so that he could see more clearly.

On the other side, Katsuragi's pupils shrank instantly. He was horrified to find that he was like a child at this moment. Under the control of Hashima Mitsuru, his body moved completely according to the other party's thoughts, and he couldn't even break free from his arms.

"Hashima...you..."

"Don't get too excited, Katsuragi-san. Let me see what's going on first."

Hashima Hikaru ignored Katsuragi and restricted his movements, but his eyes had already fallen on Sudo who was surrounded by the students from Class D in front of him.

Just after he roared, his body trembled a little due to stomachache, but he was still trying hard to move forward to resist. But soon, someone kicked him from behind, hitting Sudo in the back.

"what!"

The kick was so solid that Sudo fell forward completely uncontrollably. He turned his head with anger on his face, only to find that Ryuen Sho with an indifferent expression and several classmates from Class D had surrounded him.

"What do you want to do?! Want to fight?"

These questions were not met with dialogue, but with even more violent punches and kicks. After seeing this scene, Mitsuru Hashima looked a little surprised.

Is this Ryuen Sho's plan?

In a game where physical contact and pushing are unavoidable, using violence to restrict the actions of the opponent's main players is an extremely extraordinary but not necessarily illegal act.

After being hit hard by many punches and kicks, Sudo was completely unable to stand. He lay on the ground covered in dust and dirt. He wanted to stand up, but Ryuen's foot was still pressing on his back.

"You bastard, after the game I must..."

"Oh, it's you here?"

Long Yuanxiang stomped down again, and after hearing the other party groan, he smiled contemptuously and said, "I didn't see you here. Sorry."

"You guy!!!"

"Hey, Ryuen-kun, look over there, Yamada-kun is almost there!"

Just when someone called him, Mitsuru Hashima had already seen that Albert Yamada and several strong boys who were in charge of the attack had successfully made the pole shake violently. Although he was hugged by several people around the waist, the tall and strong mixed-race foreign student was not affected.

"Are we almost winning? Then let's go for it."

Ryuen Sho kicked Sudo again nonchalantly, then led his men towards the pole.

"You bastard!!! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Just as Ryuuen took a step to leave, Sudo had already climbed up from the ground tremblingly. Although his face was a little embarrassed, his eyes were flashing with a gleam of his determination to choose his prey.

It was obvious that the sudden attack just now had completely enraged him.

"Really, it's scary to do something like this in a game."

Hashima Hikaru did not make any judgment on Ryuen Sho's behavior, but just expressed his feelings without emotion.

In this kind of competition, physical contact is extremely common. Even if Sudo reports it and asks the teaching staff to verify the scars on his back, it will be useless. After all, there are too many people on the field, and the reason for accidental pushing and elbowing can be explained.

"Can you let me go now? We probably can't win."

At this moment, Kōhei Katsuragi was not in the mood to pay attention to Ken Sudo who was rushing towards Ryuen, because the pole belonging to the white team had just fallen down, which meant that the competition was over and the boys from the red team won the pole-falling competition.

"Oh, sorry."

Hashima Hikaru loosened his arms, and instantly Katsuragi felt the huge oppressive force leaving his body. He gasped for breath, and the look in his eyes when he looked at the boy became more and more horrified.

Is this guy still human?

On the other side, although Sudo heard the announcement, he was completely enraged. He began to chase Ryuen and beat him up. Ryuen himself was also a veteran in fighting, but he did not fight back. Instead, he kept emphasizing that he was being bullied and yelled at the manager next to him.

"Hey, is there anyone who can help? This guy is going crazy!"

"Sudou-kun, please calm down."

"Don't go crazy, or I'll report you!"

At this time, many students from Class C and Class D gathered together to stop Sudo's actions and hugged his waist.

The students in Class C were worried that Sudo might cause another violent incident. After all, with so many staff and faculty present, this would be much more useful than surveillance cameras. The students in Class D, on the other hand, pretended to act according to their original plan.

"Ryuen-san, please don't do this. If the teachers see you using violence against him, it could get even more troublesome."

As the leader of Class C, Hirata was trying to persuade the other party earnestly.

"It was clearly this guy who hit me first, how can you say I used violence?!"

"But just now..."

"Don't stop me, I'm going to beat him up!"

Sudo would not compromise at all at this moment. He himself was extremely impulsive and hot-tempered. How could he tolerate such an insult?

"Look, this is Ken Sudo from Class C. He lost the game, but he still wanted to beat me up to vent his anger. What a despicable guy."

Ryuen Sho looked at Sudo's face and laughed loudly. This was the second part of the plan. As long as he could make the other party attack him in public, he would be completely finished in the subsequent sports festival.

"asshole!!!"

After being provoked again, Sudo's expression became more ferocious. He struggled to break free from the classmates who were hugging him and rushed towards Ryuen again.

"Is it coming?"

When Mitsuru Hashima saw this scene, he felt a little curious.