Albert watched as one of his companions was killed instantly and another was choked, and the expressionless face finally showed solemnity.
He took heavy steps and approached Kazehara Tetsu's back.
He stretched out his big hands and grabbed Kazehara Tetsu's left and right shoulders.
"Stop."
Albert The muscles in both arms bulged and they exerted force violently.
He planned to take advantage of his height and weight to pull Kazehara Tetsu away from Ryuen Kakeru, or even throw him directly.
However.
The next second, Albert's eyes suddenly opened wide.
Not moving at all.
He felt that what he was grasping was not a human shoulder.
No matter how hard he tried, the seemingly thin figure did not even sway.
On the contrary.
Kazehara Tetsu turned his head slightly and glanced at the giant man behind him from the corner of his eye.
"Good strength."
That is an emotionless evaluation.
The next moment, Kazehara Tetsu's idle left hand reached back.
Without any fancy tricks, he directly grabbed the wrist that Albert grabbed on his right shoulder with his backhand.
Kazehara Tetsu's left hand suddenly exerted force and folded sharply in the clockwise direction.
"Click..."
The bones rub together and make a brittle sound.
"!"
Albert's face was instantly distorted.
A sharp pain came from his wrist.
If Albert continues to maintain that position and exert force, his wrist bone will be completely comminuted and fractured.
In order to relieve this terrifying torque, in order to save his arm.
The giant had to twist his huge body in the direction of Kazehara Tetsu's force.
His knees bent and his waist dropped.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise.
Albert knelt heavily on one knee on the tile floor.
At this moment, he actually knelt behind Kazehara Tetsu in a surrendering posture. His face was covered with cold sweat, and he could not make any resistance except trembling.
In the entire toilet, the only sound left was Ryuen Kakeru's rapid breathing.
Kazehara Tetsu pinched the leader of Class C with one hand, and subdued Strongest Combat Power of Class C with the other hand. There was also an unconscious thug lying at his feet.
"Huh... uhhh..."
Ryuen Kakeru was pinched in mid-air. Although his brain was a little dizzy due to lack of oxygen, his eyes were fixed on Kazehara Tetsu.
He saw it.
Kazehara Tetsu's attention seemed to be slightly distracted by Albert behind him.
Although the hand holding his neck was still terrifyingly powerful, the absolute lock seemed to have loosened slightly.
That's it now.
Even if you die, you still have to bite off a piece of meat.
This is the survival rule of Ryuen Kakeru.
"Go to hell!"
He roared in his heart, and the fist with the belief of killing drew a short straight line.
"Bang!"
Solid.
This punch hit the side of Kazehara Tetsu's face without any hindrance.
This is Ryuen Kakeru's all-out blow.
Hit!
A burst of ecstasy surged into Ryuen Kakeru's heart.
However...
This ecstasy only lasted less than a second.
Kazehara Tetsu's head was only slightly deflected a few degrees by the impact.
But that's all.
There was no expression of pain on his face, not even a frown.
It felt like Ryuen Kakeru was hit on a rock with cotton.
There was no redness or swelling, not even the slightest change in the indifferent look in his eyes just now.
Kazehara Tetsu slowly turned his head back.
The hand holding Ryuen Kakeru's neck did not move at all.
He looked at Ryuen Kakeru's pupils that were dilated in shock.
"Finished?"
Kazehara Tetsu's voice was so calm that it made people despair.
"Is this your counterattack? Ryuen."
"Weak and powerless."
The next second.
Kazehara Tetsu's arm waved violently.
It's like throwing away a worthless piece of trash.
"Then get lost."
"Bang!"
His body drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the slippery floor a few meters away.
"Cough cough cough!"
Ryuen Kakeru was lying on the ground, coughing violently, breathing in the air greedily.
There was a burning pain in his neck, and the cramping pain in his abdomen made him unable to even stand up.
But he didn't faint.
He reluctantly raised his head and looked at the figure still standing there through his somewhat blurred vision.
Under the light.
Kazehara Tetsu straightened his slightly messy collar and looked down at the mess on the ground.
That is the attitude of an absolutely strong person.
A horror that made Ryuen Kakeru truly feel... powerless for the first time.
Ishizaki Daichi, who was lying on the ground, had already passed out. The precise kick just now made him motionless at the moment.
And the burly Albert was kneeling in the corner, covering his wrists.
Kazehara Tetsu stood in the middle of this mess, looking down at the figure at his feet who was struggling to get up.
Ryuen Kakeru The word "miserable" is not enough to describe the current state.
That piece of School Uniform Shirt has long been soaked, not only contaminated with clean water, but also mixed with dust on the ground.
His hair was messy, with a few strands of red hair sticking to his forehead, covering half of his eyes.
"It's really embarrassing, Ryuen."
"If your Class C group of people see this..."
"That arrogant 'tyrant' was stepped on like a drowned dog."
"The so-called 'dictatorship' that you have worked so hard to build will come to naught in an instant, right?"
This is not a sarcasm, but a statement based on fact.
For those who rely on violence to establish authority, once they show weakness, what awaits them is a counterattack by their former enemies.
"Ha... ahem..."
Hearing these words, Ryuen Kakeru smiled.
He held one hand on the slippery ground, his arm trembling to support his heavy body.
"Bubble...?"
"That kind of boring stuff... who cares."
"Fame? Prestige? Dominance?"
Ryuen Kakeru exerted force suddenly and stood up unsteadily.
His legs were still trembling, and he staggered a few steps with his center of gravity unsteady. He even had to hold on to the sink next to him to barely steady himself.
But the fire in his eyes was stronger than ever before.
"As long as I can win... even if I'm lying on the ground like a dog now, as long as I don't let go in the end, I can bite your throat out."
"This is... my way of survival!"
Kazehara Tetsu looked at him.
"Do you want to continue?"
Kazehara Tetsu tilted his head slightly, and his tone was so calm that it was shocking.
"Your thugs have all been wiped out. Your body has reached its limit. If you continue to fight, it will just be one-sided torture."
"If you get out now, you might be able to retain your last bit of dignity."
"Ha... what the hell is decency."
"Of course we have to continue."
"Have you forgotten what I said? I won't show fear."
"Even if you beat me here today, I will bite you no matter how many times. No matter where in the school, I will definitely take action as long as I find a flaw. And I will be the winner in the end."
What a twisted obsession this is.
In other words, this is exactly what is so scary about this man Ryuen Kakeru.
"Are you afraid..."
Kazehara Tetsu repeated the word in a low voice.
He slowly walked towards Ryuen Kakeru step by step.
Until the distance between the two shortened to less than half a meter.
"It seems you still don't understand."
The moment the words fell.
Fight...
If disproportionate crushing can be called a battle.