Ayanokōji Gets Expelled and Earns 20 Million-Can You Tell Which One I Want? (Continued)

But.

To everyone's surprise, Hōsen suddenly pulled Hirata's hand towards Yukimura.

Yukimura had no fighting experience whatsoever, was momentarily stunned.

"So, I'm their target?!" Yukimura was startled!

But it looked like Hōsen was about to choke him.

Hirata, having fought before, immediately returned to defend and blocked Hōsen's path, but this also forced him into a direct fight with Hōsen.

Hirata was someone who had bullied an entire class in the past, to the point that he nearly brought the whole grade to a standstill.

This then became a topic of gossip in his area.

Hōsen, like Ryuen, was someone who had been constantly fighting since elementary school and into junior high.

And now.

The two immediately engaged in combat.

"Amazing!"

Yukimura had already collapsed to the ground, staring in astonishment at the power Hirata had displayed.

Hōsen has a lot of fighting experience and is very strong.

He was even quite adept at finding the right angle to attack, and Hirata managed to parry each of them. One has to admit, Hirata truly deserves his title as the "Fighting Prince."

It seems that Hirata's earlier confession about bullying the rest of the class because he failed to save his friend was indeed true.

"That's interesting." Hōsen smiled. "But that's about it for now."

"Yukimura, I'll say it again, 5 million points. If your class is willing to contribute, then I'll take pity on you and cooperate with you."

"This exam, and the next exam, are both fine," Hōsen said.

"This, this is impossible!" Yukimura exclaimed immediately. "Besides, wasn't it you who suggested fighting? If you can't beat Hirata ..."

"I can't beat him?" But Hōsen's strength increased instantly.

Hirata immediately felt the strain.

He had just blocked Hōsen's kick, but now he only felt numbness and pain in his hands.

Really.

The difference in body size is too great.

Hōsen is 190cm tall, while Hirata is only 172cm. In addition, Hōsen is often involved in fights, while Hirata hasn't touched a weapon in over a year.

And.

In terms of ruthlessness in fighting, he is no match for Hōsen.

"You'd better agree quickly," Hōsen continued. "Do you think I'm really going to fight you? Do you think I just brought a cell phone?"

So, is Hōsen up to something?

"Could it be..."

Hirata instantly sensed something was wrong, but in that moment of distraction, Hōsen seized the opportunity and kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying.

"Hirata!"

Yukimura had no chance to participate in this fight and could only watch Hirata fly away.

"Hōsen is plotting something," Hirata said, struggling to his feet. "His goal isn't to persuade anyone through fighting."

"Perhaps they're trying to drag our class down with them—"

"How could this be—" Yukimura instantly realized that he had made another wrong judgment.

"No," Hōsen said. "I really did fight with you guys."

"But..."

"Rather than fighting!"

He suddenly reached his left hand into his pants pocket.

Then everyone saw a green fruit knife appear in his hand.

Hōsen simply threw away the scabbard.

"Agree to my conditions and sign a contract with me."

"Otherwise..." Hōsen said, "I'll kill him!"

As he said this, Hōsen had already arrived in front of Yukimura.

"Unbelievable!"

Yukimura never expected to encounter such a thing. Isn't it supposed to be class rivalry, class struggle, and class alliance?

Why...

The knife is right in front of me now.

At that moment, Yukimura's mind went blank.

"Hōsen, stop! Your actions have gone beyond what is normal." Nanase Tsubasa, who was on lookout and acting as a witness, immediately spoke up to stop him.

She probably didn't expect Hōsen to actually use a knife.

"Get out of my way!" But Hōsen's face hardened. "You're just a lookout!"

"This is none of your business!"

"But!" Nanase seemed to be struggling.

"Shut up!"

Hōsen completely ignored her and instead grabbed the fruit knife, which gleamed with a chilling silver light in the night, and charged toward Hirata.

"..."

And now.

There was actually someone on the scene who hadn't taken any action, and that was Kiyotaka Ayanokoji.

He stood there, watching the Matoba unfold.

Yukimura is in crisis, and Hōsen has drawn his sword. Nanase is usually in charge of disciplining Hōsen, is no longer of any use.

But.

His heart, however, remained calm.

Or rather, he never wavered.

He was analyzing the existing situation and the available data.

Hōsen and Nanase led their men to Class B to provoke them.

Now they say it's to assess Class B.

Then the class evaluation score dropped to 0, but he was still thinking about money.

If it were truly for the sake of the millions of points earned through the collaboration between the two classes, there would be no need for him to fight with the students from the Ryuen's class in front of the cameras in the teaching building.

It's like it was done on purpose.

So.

Hōsen Kazuomi.

His goal wasn't class cooperation, but it must have been for the money.

And this money...

It must be higher than his class evaluation score, and it must be more than those millions.

And who will give him the money?

And there really was someone in this school who could give Hōsen Kazuomi so much money.

I see.

Everything is connected now.

While Hōsen charged toward Yukimura with a knife in hand, he suddenly stopped two steps away.

"What, aren't you moving?"

"Kiyotaka Ayanokoji," Hōsen said. "Or perhaps it's better to call you the Fist King."

Fist King?

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji?

Everyone was completely baffled, having no idea that Kiyotaka Ayanokoji had such a nickname.

But.

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji, however, had already charged directly towards Hōsen.

"Oh?"

Seeing that Kiyotaka Ayanokoji was actually charging towards him was a pleasant surprise for Hōsen. He thought that the other party would not cooperate and that he would have more trouble, but the other party just charged at him.

However, he didn't back down even when facing the knife, which showed some courage.

"Good timing!"

Hōsen said, then brandished his knife, ready to stab.

"Watch out!" x2

Hirata and Yukimura didn't have time to pull Kiyotaka Ayanokoji away, and could only stare blankly as Hōsen charged straight at Kiyotaka Ayanokoji without hesitation.

Then he raised his hand and stopped Hōsen from stabbing down with the knife.

Click—

The sharp blade pierced directly into the palm of the hand—no, not just, it pierced right through the palm.

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji caught the fruit knife that Hōsen was stabbing him with his bare hand.

Then the fruit knife got stuck instantly.

Hōsen was also taken aback by this situation.

But the next second he tried to press his hand holding the knife down.

However, it is terrifying.

Even though Kiyotaka Ayanokoji's palm had been pierced by the fruit blade, the other person's fingers were still pressing on the hand holding the knife.

He was actually... completely unable to move.

This shows that the other party is ridiculously strong.

"I completely misjudged him," Hōsen thought to himself.

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji is the most capable fighter among the three.

"Are you being stupid?!" Although Baoquan's hand holding the fruit knife was immobile, Hōsen still had his mouth.

Just now, she swayed Hirata with words. Now she wants to sway Kiyotaka Ayanokoji as well.

However, he was in a bad mood.

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji's injury has cast a shadow over his plans.

I find it very troublesome.

"I didn't do anything stupid," Kiyotaka Ayanokoji said. "Hōsen, actually, I'm your target, aren't I?"

"Whether it's deliberately bringing people to Class B to provoke me, or even deducting all of the class's evaluation points, it's all to lower my guard and make me think that you're a big, dumb guy who only knows how to fight and is rude."

"And you don't even know that your target is me," Kiyotaka Ayanokoji said.

"Who do you think you are!" Hōsen shouted.