Asuna was still panting; even now, she had not been able to catch her breath.
Ryunosuke said half-jokingly, "You lack exercise, Asuna-san. Play fewer of those games of yours."
"Shut up! Who do you think I ended up like this because of?!" Asuna glared sharply at him; she was indignant, but she actually looked a bit adorable.
Ryunosuke suddenly had an urge to flick her nose with his finger, curious to see what her reaction would be.
Just as Ryunosuke thought that, Ayanokouji came "flying," slammed backward toward him, signaling that he was no longer able to withstand the attacks.
Ryunosuke even took the time to check the time on his phone and observed that Ayanokouji lasted for 37 seconds. That was already quite extraordinary.
Ayanokouji lay flat on his back on the floor with an expressionless face, as if signaling that he had done his absolute best.
In reality, however, he was still holding back a bit of his strength.
After all, winning was impossible anyway, so why work too hard? It was better to act a little; the important thing was to clock in for full attendance.
As the ultimate masterpiece of the White Room, Ayanokouji's development spanned all fields. Yet despite that, he was only able to last for 37 seconds.
It couldn't be helped; technique meant nothing in the face of such overwhelming pure strength.
Yujiro's fist possessed a force of 10 tons; he had just tested it himself earlier.
Meanwhile, Ayanokouji at his maximum could only exert a force of 1.98 tons. This five-fold difference in strength was not something that could be covered by technique alone.
Therefore, Ayanokouji chose to give up and admit he was no longer capable of fighting.
Ryunosuke slowly stood up, "Not ready yet?"
Not long after, Ichika arrived at the location along with a group of teachers.
This was what Ryunosuke had ordered her to do. In a critical life-or-death situation like this, Ichika had no time to argue; the important thing was to be safe first.
As soon as the teachers arrived at the location, they saw cracks in the walls everywhere, including the large hole beneath their feet.
The sight, which resembled a location that had just been struck by a cannon, truly left the teachers frozen in astonishment.
Chie pulled the hem of Sae's clothes. "Am I dreaming? Was our school just attacked by a missile?"
Sae crushed the lollipop in her mouth with her teeth. Because of Ryunosuke, she had long since quit smoking. She answered somewhat irritably.
"What missile attack! Can't you see Hanma Yujiro standing there?!"
Thanks to Sae's reprimand, Chie only then realized there was a stranger there.
Ryunosuke called them because he wanted to clarify one thing: how on earth was this man allowed to enter?
He didn't believe Yujiro could enter this school without permission from the school authorities. That was the reason he asked for Ichika's help to call the teachers to stop this fight.
Chie was so terrified that her legs shook; she hid behind Sae's back while peeking her head out slightly.
Ryunosuke asked them bluntly, "Did the school authorities authorize him to enter?"
The teachers shook their heads in unison, stating they didn't know.
This time, Ryunosuke was the one confused. "If not you, then who?"
Yujiro had stepped right in front of Ryunosuke.
"Boy, don't think your attempt to kill me earlier is settled just like that."
Ryunosuke felt his remaining stamina and tried to negotiate once more.
"Can we talk about this nicely?"
"Take one of my fists first, then we'll talk. That's not impossible either," Yujiro raised his massive fist, which was as hard as iron.
"Ehh... In that case, forget it." Ryunosuke chose to play it safe. His power level was even below Ayanokouji's; initially it was only 1.3 tons plus, and now at maximum it was only 1.55 tons.
Just look at Ayanokouji, whose strength was nearly 2 tons and had already fallen, right? Not to mention Koenji, whose strength was greater than Ayanokouji's, had lost overwhelmingly.
Seeing Yujiro drawing closer, Ryunosuke no longer pretended. He whispered softly, "Do it, Megumi!"
Yujiro stopped his steps, but it was too late. Megumi, holding 22 sedative needles, immediately stuck them into Yujiro's neck until he looked like a porcupine.
Yujiro felt pain in his neck; his body fell uncontrollably downward and he knelt on one knee. It was very clear the sedative needles were starting to work.
This was because Megumi had taken all the supplies of sedative needles in the infirmary; she felt that if there were only one needle, it wouldn't be able to bring down this uncle whose body was sturdier than an elephant.
Megumi's extremely thin presence caused Yujiro, even though he had already been hit by her attacks and started to be wary, to still subconsciously forget her presence.
"Damn it! Why did I subconsciously lose my guard against her? Even though I was hit several times earlier and started to be on guard, she was still overlooked. This woman has the potential to be a top-tier assassin,"
Such was Yujiro's assessment of the girl.
This school was truly extraordinary! Far stronger than when he was in school; there were many "little monsters" here.
Take for instance the top-tier assassin Megumi, then the deadpan-faced man who was able to last for 37 seconds under his full strength (before opening the Demon Back), and seemingly still had strength to spare.
Then there was the boy named Koenji; although his technique wasn't as good as the deadpan-faced one's, his strength was clearly greater.
That was also what caused Yujiro to miscalculate when he first struck him, failing to knock him out instantly. That fact alone was worthy of praise.
Yujiro's gaze in judging people was very sharp. Anyone here—be it Asuna, Megumi, Ayanokouji, Koenji, or Ryunosuke—all of them had the talent to become the strongest in a certain field.
Asuna's talent was the best he had ever seen; her advantage in terms of speed was unmatched. Unfortunately, this girl was too lazy... Judging from her muscle density, she clearly lacked practice for at least over a year.
If this little girl were trained properly, perhaps she could become the fastest creature on earth.
If Asuna knew what was in this strange uncle's mind, she would surely argue like this:
"I don't want to be a muscular woman like that! Not even if I die!!!"
All girls liked beauty; who would want to train those useless muscles just to become the strongest in the world.
Yujiro then looked at Koenji, who had just finished showering and was walking casually back while combing his hair, as if everything were already finished.
This youth was also quite good; his muscles were very perfect, including the flexibility of his muscle lines. If trained well, he shouldn't be inferior to his favorite son, Hanma Baki.
Talent was something brought from birth, and Yujiro could see where Koenji's maximum limit was in a single glance.
Finally, Yujiro looked at the expressionless Ayanokouji.
This kid was the type he hated most. Capable of everything, but not truly a master of anything.
If the maximum level of a skill were 10, then this boy might be at level 8 or 9; he would never reach level 10 because he learned too many random things. That was the weakness of people who could do everything, and Yujiro looked down on such people most.
Ayanokouji thought to himself: "Many skills do not burden the body; the important thing is they are sufficient to be used."
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