The Last Wall

A person stood by the iron gate on the north side of the playground, with messy, brown curly hair piled on top of his head, his school uniform buttons undone, and his hands in his pockets.

He was tall and muscular, with shoulders much broader than those of an average high school student. When the delinquents around him, who were still groaning and rolling around in pain, saw him, even their screams subsided a bit.

Mitsuhashi whispered in Ito's ear, her voice trembling, "It's over, Hayashida's here."

Serizawa Tamao gestured with his chin towards Sing Sing: "Hey, that's him, Hayashida Megumi."

Hayashida Megumi

"I won't join any faction, I won't participate in the struggle for supremacy, I'll stay alone." Serizawa's tone held both a wry smile and a hint of seriousness. "Neither Genji nor I have ever beaten him."

Sing Sing took a closer look at the tall figure approaching him.

"You're very strong," Hayashida Megumi said.

Sing Sing tilted his head and asked, "So?"

"I don't care who's the boss." Hayashida Megumi's gaze remained fixed on Sing Sing. "But if you say you want to take down the entire Toyo High School, then that includes me."

"Okay." Sing Sing pulled the nunchucks from his back, thought for a moment, then put them back in, and beckoned to the other person with his finger, "Come on."

Hayashida Megumi nodded. His first step didn't seem fast, but the acceleration of his second step was something completely out of character for someone his size.

In just two steps, he had forced his way into extremely dangerous close range.

Sing Sing immediately dodged to the side, and Hayashida Megumi's broad shoulder brushed past his chest, the resulting heavy wind pressure lifting the hem of his well-fitting Zhongshan suit.

That's quite a heavy force.

Sing Sing shifted his feet smoothly, and his right fist, accompanied by a whooshing sound, slammed into Hayashida Megumi's ribs from the side.

Hayashida Megumi didn't dodge or evade. Instead, she turned around and tried to take the punch with her bare hands. At the same time, she used her waist strength to fiercely scoop her left arm up from below, aiming straight for Sing Sing's chin.

Sing Sing immediately leaned back to dodge the deadly elbow strike, but Hayashida Megumi's right hand gripped his forearm like an iron clamp.

The other person suddenly tightened their grip, their rough palm pressing against the outside of Sing Sing's forearm and twisting it violently inward, this Beast- like instinctual reaction was actually trying to lock the joint.

A hint of surprise flashed in Sing Sing's eyes. With a nimble flick of his wrist, he skillfully used the force to deflect the brute twisting power, while simultaneously raising his knee and fiercely slamming it into Hayashida Megumi's abdomen.

Just as his knee was about to smash through flesh, Hayashida Megumi used his other, thick hand to firmly slap the fatal blow to the kneecap.

Sing Sing's knee strike was forced to deviate from its direction, and his center of gravity inevitably shifted briefly.

Hayashida Megumi was waiting for this opening. His massive body pressed down on him like a heavy truck that had lost its brakes, his forehead almost touching Sing Sing's nose.

Two thick arms, like iron hoops, tightly gripped Sing Sing's waist from both sides. His muscles bulged, and he exerted tremendous force in his waist and abdomen, trying to uproot this terrifying opponent from the ground.

All the delinquents on the playground who could still open their eyes held their breath, staring intently at this brutal struggle.

Sing Sing's feet seemed rooted to the ground, his waist and abdomen working together with his Inner Qi to sink down, forcefully resisting this monstrous force that could uproot mountains and lift cauldrons.

The two men stood locked in a stalemate for a full second, like two fierce warriors locked in combat.

Hayashida Megumi's thick arms began to tremble uncontrollably, and bulging veins climbed from his neck all the way to his temples, but he could no longer budge his opponent in the slightest.

A second later, Sing Sing lightly patted Hayashida Megumi's shoulder blades with both hands and pressed down, instantly breaking the seemingly inevitable gravity takedown.

Hayashida Megumi grunted, lost her balance, and staggered back two steps.

Sing Sing shook his slightly sore and numb arms, and reached out to move his waist, which had been gripped by the iron arm. The feedback from that area made him feel somewhat novel.

It really hurts a bit.

Among these ordinary high school students, there was actually someone who could make him, a master of internal martial arts, feel pain.

But the force that Hayashida Megumi just displayed in her takedown was definitely up to standard in the 749 Bureau's rookie training session.

"With your strength, it's a waste that you're not working on a construction site carrying bricks," Sing Sing said with a hint of regret.

Fighting is indeed an extremely physically demanding activity for ordinary people.

In less than a minute of intense close-quarters combat, Hayashida Megumi's chest heaved violently like a bellows. The physical exertion from this brief exchange was even greater than that from fighting Serizawa and Genji combined.

He stared intently at Sing Sing, who wasn't even breathing erratically, and a sense of powerlessness, like facing an abyss, arose in his heart for the first time. The man in front of him was simply a monster in human skin.

Hayashida Megumi wiped the sweat from his forehead haphazardly, and defiantly charged forward again, unleashing a barrage of heavy short punches from both sides, attempting to compress his opponent's reaction time with a dense barrage of attacks.

Sing Sing stood still, not retreating an inch, his hands moving like afterimages as he deflected three heavy punches in quick succession.

When the fourth punch came, he accurately reached out with his right hand and steadily caught Hayashida Megumi's fist, which was the size of a sandbag.

The five fingers slowly closed like hydraulic clamps, and Hayashida Megumi's fist, which was carrying a violent momentum, was firmly gripped in the palm of his hand, unable to move forward even half an inch.

Hayashida Megumi gritted his teeth and tried to break free with his other hand, but Sing Sing's left hand shot out like lightning and firmly grabbed his other wrist a step ahead.

Looking into his bloodshot eyes, Sing Sing said calmly, "That's enough, any more and we'll have to pay overtime."

Hayashida Megumi did not answer. His Beast -like stubbornness made him give up trying to break free of Zhou Xingxing's hands and instead, he arrogantly lowered his head and slammed his broad forehead into Sing Sing's nose.

Sing Sing helplessly tilted his head slightly to avoid the reckless headbutt, and released his grip on the other's hands. His right fist flew past Hayashida Megumi's cheekbone in a blur.

The fierce punch ripped through the rough flesh, and a scarlet line of blood instantly stretched from Hayashida Megumi's cheekbone to his ear.

Hayashida Megumi raised her rough fingers to touch her burning cheek, looked at the blood on her fingertips, and instead of backing down, she took another heavy step forward.

"Why are you doing this to yourself?" Sing Sing sighed.

Sing Sing no longer held back, unleashing a powerful punch that landed squarely on Hayashida Megumi's broad chest.

Hayashida Megumi staggered back several steps, the intense pain forcing him to bend over and brace himself on his knees. But after only catching his breath, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up straight.

Without hesitation, Sing Sing delivered a second punch. With a dull thud, Hayashida Megumi's abdomen took the heavy blow, and a streak of blood slowly oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Even so, he stubbornly raised his hand and grabbed Sing Sing's Zhongshan suit sleeve tightly, while his other hand clenched into a fist and made a final struggle, punching upwards hard.

Sing Sing easily dodged the desperate counterattack by sidestepping, and his right hand transformed into a palm strike, precisely and cleanly cutting into the opponent's thick nape.

The indomitable fierce light in Hayashida Megumi's eyes finally faded and lost focus. His knees buckled and he knelt heavily on the sand. His massive body then crashed forward, kicking up a cloud of dust before falling still.

The playground, which had been filled with wails and screams, was now completely silent.

Sing Sing completely ignored the hundreds of awe-inspiring gazes around him. He raised his head and looked past the crowd, coldly staring at a glass window on the second floor of the administration building.

Behind that window, the headmaster, who had witnessed this one-sided crushing defeat from beginning to end, had his fat face contorted into a purplish-red, liver-like color.

Sing Sing slowly withdrew his gaze, looked around, and then raised his hand to carefully fasten the first button of his Zhongshan suit that had come undone.

"From today onwards, there are no bosses at Toyo High School, only rules." His steady voice echoed across the empty sports field.

"Now that I've finished speaking, who agrees? Who disagrees?"

I agree!