The Plan to Target Him with Violence: Sudou's Fury.

Despite the noisy scene of the Bo-taoshi, Hashiba Hikaru and Ayanokoji were engaged in a one-on-one duel, and as they began to exert themselves, a fierce aura emanated from them.

"Classmate Hashiba also surprised me a bit."

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

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

The boy glanced at Ryuen Kakeru, who was attacking on the Red Team's side. He had already led Yamada Albert and his group to attack the White Team's pole. The mixed-race classmate, whose body was as tall as a tower, had already made the pole shake violently.

"Indeed."

Ayanokoji didn't look back; he didn't care about the result of the match at all. He just looked coldly at Hashiba Hikaru, and increased the strength of his palms again.

He wanted to test his limits.

Hashiba Hikaru, standing opposite him, clearly felt the force in his hands increase significantly again. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Even with [Potential Burst] activated, he still couldn't defeat his opponent.

"You're a monster, Ayanokoji."

Hashiba Hikaru let out a cold laugh. Although the pushing and shoving between the two did not appear intense from an outsider's perspective, only those who were truly involved knew the power struggle involved.

"..."

Ayanokoji Kiyotaka did not reply. Although he could feel that he had the upper hand, Hashiba Hikaru stopped after taking two steps back and her body also became completely still.

"What, is this all you've got?"

Although Hashiba Hikaru was still smiling, she wasn't actually as relaxed as she appeared.

He could feel all the muscles in his body being mobilized to their limit. After the [Potential Burst] effect was released, the stamina value on the boy's System Panel had increased to 8 points, and the number was trembling violently.

Even this can't win you over?!

The boy, who had pushed his strength to the limit, looked at Ayanokoji's face. Although a thin layer of sweat had appeared on his forehead, his expression remained unchanged.

"Hey, Classmate Hashiba, what are you doing?"

Hashiba Hikaru heard her classmates shouting, because the Class A students who were on defense were now free to come and help.

"I'm on defense, everyone keep your formation!"

After shouting in that direction, the boy glanced once more at the violently shaking pillar. The results of the first round were about to be revealed, so he decided to end his blocking action.

However, to Hashiba Hikaru's surprise, just before the pillar collapsed, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka suddenly let go of her hand.

"It seems like this round won't be a winner. Will Ayanokoji be on the defensive side next round?"

Hashiba Hikaru smiled, lowered his hands which were already a little numb, and his expression remained normal.

"Yes, Classmate Hashiba, you shouldn't change your mind for the next round, right?"

"That's right, it's a bit of a shame. It's rare for something so interesting to happen. How about we find a separate opportunity to have a match next time?"

Hashiba Hikaru extended his invitation. After the strength contest just now, he was now extremely curious about who this Ayanokoji was, why she possessed such qualities, yet was initially assigned to the worst class.

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

Ayanokoji's tone remained flat. The test was over. Among the prerequisites for choosing a partner, Hashiba Hikaru met the criteria. He had just used almost all his strength, but could only force Hashiba Hikaru back two steps. This had never happened before.

He remembered that in the "White Room," even several strong adults were no match for Ayanokoji, which is why he thought that testing the waters here was enough.

Next, you need to find out what the other person's wish is; it's best if it's nothing troublesome.

"What is it?"

Hashiba Hikaru was somewhat puzzled.

"Let's talk about it later; we'll have plenty of opportunities to meet."

After saying this, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka calmly turned and left.

Watching the other person's back, Hashiba Hikaru stroked his chin. After a moment's thought, he decided to put the matter aside for the time being. After all, they were still in the game, and it was better not to be distracted by other things.

After the first round of the competition ended, the second round of the competition began as scheduled. After the White Team's pole was put back up, Ryuen Kakeru regrouped his team and came to the front of the Red Team.

"This time, let's proceed according to plan. Does everyone understand?"

"Clear!!!"

Hearing Ryuen's words, the students of Class A, who were still in defensive formation at the rear, were somewhat confused. Did Class D have some new plan?

"Classmate Hashiba,"

Kanzaki looked at Hashiba Hikaru, who was standing at the rear command post, with a somewhat surprised expression. "Does Ryuen and the others have other plans?"

"I don't know for now, but we can't worry about that right now. Let's focus on defense!"

"OK."

After the announcement, the Red Team's formation did not change this time. Ryuen still led the main attack, while Hashiba Hikaru led the Class A students to defend. This time, they had to face the attacking force from Class B.

Seeing the students led by the bald Katsuragi rush over, Hashiba Hikaru calmly directed the students to defend themselves. This time it was more troublesome than Class C because the boys in Class A Class B, were generally more outstanding.

"Stop Katsuragi immediately!"

As the students began to scramble together in a chaotic mess, Hashiba Hikaru took the lead and confronted Katsuragi without hesitation. He blocked Katsuragi's path and pushed him backward forcefully.

"I'll handle Classmate Hashiba, you guys get in there!"

Katsuragi also demonstrated the spirit of leading by example. After feeling the tremendous push, he gritted his teeth and directed his classmates while still pushing forward with all his might.

"Heh, I'm not letting you pass."

Hashiba Hikaru had done a rough analysis and concluded that Katsuragi's physical attributes were quite good, and he was very strong. In a match where physical attributes were the sole criterion, he could have a significant advantage, so it was necessary to limit him in advance.

As Katsuragi Kohei kept pushing forward, he found himself hitting a wall.

Despite not appearing particularly robust, Classmate Hashiba found himself unable to take a single step forward when he stretched out his arms.

"This..."

"Heh, I told you, you can't get past this."

Hashiba Hikaru smiled slightly. The [Potential Burst] time that he had just activated for the first time had not yet ended, and his physical condition was still at its peak. Although his 8 points of stamina were not enough to defeat Ayanokoji, they were more than enough to deal with Katsuragi.

As long as this male leader of Class B can be temporarily contained within a certain area, he will be unable to play a more important role, making it easier for his classmates to defend him.

"You..."

Just as Katsuragi was furious but powerless, angry roars reached Hashiba Hikaru's ears from the opposite position.

"Asshole!"

"Who's hitting my stomach!?"

270

Chapter 270 Violent Targeting Plan, Sudo's Fury.

Upon hearing that voice, which was clearly filled with anger and questioning, Hashiba Hikaru immediately identified the person who spoke.

That striking red hair belonged to Ken Sudō, the star athlete of Class C.

What happened?

Although doubts arose in her mind, Hashiba Hikaru did not relax her defenses.

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

Katsuragi's pupils shrank instantly. He was horrified to find that he was like a child, his body moving completely according to Hikaru's wishes under Hashiba Hikaru's control, and he couldn't even break free from his arms.

"Hashiba... you bastard..."

"Don't get too excited, Katsuragi. Let me see what happened first."

Hashiba Hikaru ignored Katsuragi and tightly restricted his movements, but her gaze had already fallen on Sudo, who was surrounded by the students of Class D.

After letting out a roar, his body trembled slightly due to stomach pain, but he still tried to push forward. However, someone immediately kicked him from behind, hitting Sudo squarely in the back.

"Ah!"

The kick landed squarely, and Sudo's body fell forward uncontrollably. He turned his head angrily, only to find that Ryuen Kakeru, with his indifferent expression, and several Class D classmates had already surrounded him.

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

Instead of a dialogue, these questions were met with even more violent punches and kicks. Hashiba Hikaru took in the scene with a surprised expression.

Is this Ryuen Kakeru's plan?

In a match where physical contact and shoving are unavoidable, using violence to restrict the movement of the opponent's key player is an extremely outrageous, but not necessarily illegal, tactic.

After taking a lot of solid punches and kicks, Sudo was completely unable to stand. He lay on the ground covered in dust and dirt, trying to get up, but Ryuen's foot was still pressing down on his back.

"You bastard, after the competition I'm definitely going to..."

"Oh, so it's you here?"

Ryuen Kakeru stomped down hard again, and after hearing a muffled groan from the other person, he chuckled contemptuously, "I didn't see you here, sorry."

"You bastard!!!"

"Hey, Ryuen, look over there! Yamada -kun is about to succeed!"

Just as someone called him, Hashiba Hikaru saw that Yamada Albert, who was in charge of the attack, and several strong boys had successfully made the pole shake violently. Although several people were holding him around the waist, the tall and strong mixed-race exchange student was not affected.

"Are we close to winning? Let's give it our all!"

Ryuen Kakeru nonchalantly kicked Sudo again, then led his men toward the pole.

"You bastard!!! I'll kill you!!!"

Just as Ryuen stepped away, Sudo shakily got up from the ground. Although he looked somewhat disheveled, his eyes gleamed with a predatory light.

Clearly, the sudden attack had completely enraged him.

"Seriously, it's terrifying to do something like that during a competition."

Hashiba Hikaru made no judgment on Ryuen Kakeru's behavior, but simply expressed her feelings without emotion.

Physical contact is extremely common in such competitions. Even if Sudo reports it and asks the faculty to verify the injuries on his back, it will be useless. After all, there are too many people on the field, and it can be explained by accidental pushing and bumping with an elbow.

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

Katsuragi Kohei had no time to pay attention to Ken Sudō, who was rushing towards Ryuen, because just now the White Team's pole had fallen, meaning the match was over and the Red Team's boys had won the Bo-taoshi.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Hashiba Hikaru released his arm, and Katsuragi instantly felt the immense pressure leave his body. He gasped for breath, his gaze towards the boy growing increasingly horrified.

Is this guy even human?

On the other side, although he had heard the announcement, Sudo was already enraged. He started chasing and beating Ryuen. Ryuen was also a veteran fighter, but he didn't fight back. Instead, he kept emphasizing that he was being bullied and shouted at the managers next to him.

"Hey, isn't anyone going to do something about this? This guy's gone mad!"

"Sudo, please calm down."

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

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

The students in Class C were afraid that Sudo would incite violence again, since there were so many staff and faculty members present, which was much more effective than surveillance cameras. The students in Class D, on the other hand, were going about their pretense according to their original plan.

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

Hirata, as the leader of Class C, is earnestly trying to persuade the other party.

"This guy was the one who started the fight, how can you say I used violence?!"

"But just now..."

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

Sudo had no intention of compromising at this moment. He was inherently impulsive and hot-tempered, and how could he tolerate such an insult?

"Look at him, this is Ken Sudō from Class C. He lost the match, but he still wants to beat me up to vent his anger. What a despicable guy."

Ryuen Kakeru looked at Sudo's face and let out a loud laugh. This was the second part of the plan. As long as he could get Sudo to attack him in front of everyone, he would be completely finished at the subsequent Sports Festival.

"Asshole!!!"

Provoked once again, Sudo's expression became even more ferocious. He forcefully broke free from the classmates who were holding him and charged towards Ryuen again.

Is it coming?

Hashiba Hikaru witnessed this scene and felt a little curious.