"Hah! Hah! Hah!"
Teruzo Kurogane was escorted into the judo club's training hall by several second- and third-year students. Several pairs of club members were practicing inside, with occasional shouts and dull thuds as bodies hit the floor.
The judo club was one of the larger sports clubs at Kobe Second Boys' High School, with more than fifty members.
Once he entered the training hall, he saw that Nishikawa and his two classmates were indeed already standing by the wall.
"You're a good fighter, huh? What the hell does that matter? To get anywhere at school, you need influence and connections."
Despite the bandage across the bridge of his nose, Nishikawa was extremely arrogant, his face vicious.
Teruzo Kurogane remained expressionless, a storm brewing between his brows.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and waves of cramping pain came from his abdomen. Having gone the entire day without food, his stamina had hit rock bottom.
Although Mr. Might Guy had said that youth and hot blood could work miracles, that was clearly a load of ghostly nonsense.
His victory over Nishikawa's trio at noon had not been achieved through his own strength at all.
Mr. Might Guy's ghost had already left him. Teruzo Kurogane was now in terrible shape; any one of them could knock him flat.
What was more, he had already entered the tiger's den. This was the judo club's headquarters, and this would not end peacefully.
But that did not matter.
Right now, Teruzo Kurogane only wanted to beat someone to death or be beaten to death himself!
Despite knowing full well that they meant him harm, Teruzo Kurogane had willingly come to the judo club. He had given up on himself and wanted a fight to vent the vicious anger inside him.
"Kid, if you