Eight Extremes Fist, All-Out Brawl!

At Lin Bei's words, "Release Hanamichi Sakuragi."

The air, already stretched to its limit, completely exploded.

Hanamichi Sakuragi had long been unable to hold himself back.

Like a red-haired beast unleashed from its chains, he roared and charged at the nearest delinquent.

"I, the genius, have put up with you idiots for long enough!!"

Before the unlucky lackey could react, Hanamichi's signature headbutt smashed viciously into his face.

Thud!

A dull impact that made everyone's teeth ache.

The lackey's eyes rolled back, and he fell stiffly to the ground.

But that was only the beginning.

Though Lin Bei had called for Hanamichi to be unleashed, he was not standing idle himself.

He sighed, looking at the mess all over the floor, his brows deeply furrowed.

"Seriously..."

"You got the floor this dirty, and that basketball was scorched too..."

"When the gorilla gets back, he'll definitely blow his top again."

"Then the whole team will have to do a massive cleanup. We might even be stuck here until midnight."

At the thought of not getting home on time to sleep and watch JoJo.

Lin Bei's morning grumpiness began rising rapidly.

Since they refused to settle things peacefully, then they would end this quickly.

He knew Hisashi Mitsui would become his teammate in the future.

But the current Mitsui was just begging to be beaten up.

If a kid would not behave, a good beating would fix it.

Ryota Miyagi was still trying to preserve the last shred of reason, spreading his arms to block everyone.

"Hey, you guys!"

"Stop it, all of you!"

"If the school finds out, the basketball team is finished!"

"They'll really disband the club!"

Ryota's voice trembled with a trace of despair.

Even though he had just been kicked, even though his abdomen was throbbing with pain.

He still desperately guarded that final line.

This was Ayako's favorite place, the place where Akagi's dream lay.

He absolutely could not let it be destroyed in his hands.

But thugs did not listen to reason.

The lackey who had slapped Ryota earlier saw that he was still trying to stop them and approached with a vicious grin.

"Disband the club?"

"Wouldn't that be perfect?"

He stepped past Ryota, his gaze falling on Ayako behind him.

Ayako held her paper fan, glaring at them furiously.

"What are you looking at?!"

The lackey raised his hand and, without warning, slapped Ayako across the face.

Smack!

The crisp sound of the slap was especially piercing in the noisy gym.

Ayako's face snapped to the side, red finger marks instantly appearing on her fair cheek.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Ryota Miyagi suddenly turned his head.

He saw Ayako holding her cheek, her eyes slightly red.

The string in his mind called reason snapped.

It snapped completely.

Disbanding the club.

Being suspended from games.

Dreams.

To hell with all of it!

If he could not even protect the woman he loved, what was the point of playing basketball?!

"You bastard..."

Ryota Miyagi slowly turned around, his expression hidden.

But everyone could feel it.

A tangible killing intent erupted from the short boy's body.

"I'LL KILL YOU!!!"

Ryota let out a heart-rending roar.

Like a cannonball fired from its barrel, he exploded forward in an instant.

Flying knee!

Before the lackey could pull back his hand, Ryota's knee slammed viciously into his chin.

Crack!

With the sound of his jawbone shattering, the man flew backward three meters and passed out.

"Nice one, Ryota!"

"Now that's what a real man looks like!" Hanamichi Sakuragi laughed.

"Since everyone's already gotten involved..."

"Then there's no helping it."

"System, exchange for Eight Extremes Fist!"

"Everyone, all-out brawl!"

Lin Bei tightened the cap on his bottle of mineral water and casually tossed it away.

The bottle traced an arc through the air and accurately struck the head of someone preparing to sneak attack Kaede Rukawa.

Kaede Rukawa had long since run out of patience.

Without saying a word, he swung his mop with fierce force, every strike landing precisely on vulnerable joints.

Though he usually looked cold and aloof.

When this fox fought, he was no less ruthless than Hanamichi.

The scene instantly spiraled out of control.

Shohoku's three problem children, along with the completely berserk Ryota Miyagi.

The fighting power of those four was simply terrifying.

Ordinary punks could not get anywhere near them.

"Damn it..."

Hisashi Mitsui watched the lackeys he had brought fall one after another, and his face turned incredibly ugly.

Then.

The burly man who had been standing to the side without making a move finally acted.

Tetsuo rolled his neck and fixed his gaze on Lin Bei, who looked the most relaxed in the room.

This dead-fish-eyed guy was probably the strongest among them.

"Kid, your luck has run out."

Tetsuo charged toward Lin Bei in huge strides, his heavy footsteps seeming to stomp directly on everyone's heartbeats.

As an expert who had brawled in the streets for years, Tetsuo was far stronger than those lackeys.

Using the momentum of his charge, he threw a heavy straight punch directly at Lin Bei's face.

The wind from his fist howled, carrying a suffocating sense of pressure.

"Watch out, Master!"

Hanamichi, who was sitting on top of a thug and beating him senseless, paled in alarm at the sight.

Lin Bei stood where he was and yawned.

He did not even fully raise his eyelids.

At the instant that massive fist was about to smash into the tip of his nose.

Lin Bei moved.

He did not retreat. Instead, he stepped forward.

His left foot traced a circle, and his body tilted slightly to the side.

Tai Chi, Cloud Hands.

His palm lightly settled against Tetsuo's wrist.

It seemed powerless, yet the moment they made contact, it gently guided Tetsuo's strength in the direction it was already moving.

"Hm?"

Tetsuo's expression changed dramatically.

He felt as though his punch had struck cotton, all its force dispersed completely.

Then a tremendous pulling force came from nowhere.

His balance was instantly thrown off.

"Off you go."

Lin Bei muttered softly.

Borrowing force to counter force, using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds.

Tetsuo's massive body was actually flung up one-handed by Lin Bei, turning half a circle in midair.

But it was not over.

Lin Bei's gaze sharpened, and his entire aura suddenly changed.

From the softness of Tai Chi, he instantly shifted into the fierce power of Eight Extremes Fist.

Step in, rising elbow!

Bang!!

Lin Bei's elbow point slammed viciously into Tetsuo's chest.

A deafening boom like muffled thunder rang out.

Tetsuo's nearly two-hundred-pound body flew backward as though struck by a truck.

He crashed heavily onto the floor.

He slid another four or five meters before stopping.

"Cough, cough..."

"Wh-what was that?"

Tetsuo clutched his chest, painfully coughing up sour fluid as he stared at Lin Bei in utter disbelief.

Lin Bei brushed the dust from his sleeve, looking disgusted.

"I told you, it's elderly exercise."

"You just had to force me to fight."

"Do you know how tiring this is?"

Hisashi Mitsui stood to one side, his pupils trembling violently.

Tetsuo... had been taken out in one move?

What kind of monster was this guy who looked like he only knew how to sleep?!

"Tetsuo! Be careful!"

Hisashi Mitsui gritted his teeth and shouted, "There's something seriously weird about this guy!"

Tetsuo struggled to his feet and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The contempt in his eyes vanished, replaced by a beast-like ferocity.

"Interesting..."

Just as Tetsuo was preparing to risk everything.

The gym doors were pushed open once again.

"Oh, it's pretty lively in here."