Chapter 18 : THE FALL OF THE TYRANT (part 2)
Souma slightly lowered his taped hands and stared down at the groaning, panting Akuro on the ground.
"My, my... what is this?"
Souma's voice pierced through the deafening silence of the canteen.
It wasn't loud, but it carried such a heavy, solid weight that it burned into Akuro's ears like molten iron.
"The boy who always laughed at others...
why are you crying tears of blood today?"
Souma's voice held a freezing, mocking disappointment.
"You folded from a single punch, Akuro?
Where is that demonic smile that used to be plastered on your disgusting face while you beat others... tell me?"
Akuro gritted his bloody, broken teeth. His cyan eyes burned with the extreme rage of a defeated, wounded beast.
The man the entire school considered a monster was being humiliated like a mere insect in front of everyone.
"Weren't you the brave one who claimed no one was born who could defeat you?"
Souma leaned forward slightly, his blueberry eyes piercing straight through Akuro's soul.
"You were flying so high in the corridors.
What happened to you now?
You are crawling on the ground like a worm before me."
Akuro's blood boiled.
His shattered ego forced him to erupt one last time.
"Stay in your limits, you bastard!"
Akuro growled in a cracked voice, spitting the blood pooling in his mouth onto the tiles.
"H-How dare you try to show me my place?!"
Akuro made a futile attempt to stand, but the pain was tearing him apart from the inside.
Desperate to hide his absolute defeat, he fabricated a pathetic excuse.
"This school is mine... I am the real King here!
You think you are the king of this school, that is your biggest delusion!"
"Take away your title, and all that remains is a coward too afraid to bleed like the rest of us."
Akuro's voice was a scream, but all the strength had vanished from it.
His mind was desperately trying to salvage his torn pride.
"You should be ashamed!
If you had any guts,
you would have faced me when I was in a healthy state, you bastard... you coward!"
A strange, deadly chill swept through Souma's blueberry eyes.
Akuro's idiotic, desperate words were far beneath Souma's level.
"Keep your garbage to yourself,"
Souma stated in a voice so deathly cold it froze the entire canteen.
"I am not your king."
"I am the man people remember…
when their violence finally demands a price."
Akuro exploded like a rabid animal.
Ignoring his ragged breathing, broken ribs, and the excruciating pain in his stomach, Akuro concentrated the absolute last ounce of his extreme strength into his right hand.
Pushing off the ground, he launched a heavy, desperate right swing (punch) aimed with full force directly at Souma's face.
But Souma didn't even blink.
Instead of blocking the punch with his hands or stepping back, Souma simply used his core to tilt his head a mere millimeter to the left.
Akuro's heavy fist tore through the air, grazing right past Souma's cheek with a sharp swoosh, without touching a single strand of his blonde hair.
Before Akuro could even retract his over-extended arm, Souma's blueberry eyes turned completely dark.
His right leather shoe slid exactly one inch forward.
Without a single warning, Souma raised his white-taped hands and unleashed his Boxing Combo with such explosive, blinding speed that it was nothing more than a violent blur to the ordinary students watching. Before anyone could blink, the game of death had begun.
WHAM!
The first attack was a lightning-fast Left Hook!
The entire rotational power of Souma's shoulders and his 85 kg of pure mass were transferred into that taped fist.
The heavy hook landed dead-on Akuro's exposed jaw, targeting the exact weak point.
The impact was so raw and terrifying that Akuro's brain violently rattled inside his skull. His cyan eyes instantly rolled back.
SMACK!
SMACK!
Before Akuro's head could even snap backward, two lightning-fast, piston-like Jabs fired from Souma's hands without a microsecond of del
ay!
One...
Two!
Both punches landed precisely on the same point across Akuro's broken nose and upper collarbone.
The sickening sound of crunching bones echoed through the canteen like snapping dry wood, and a fountain of fresh blood sprayed into the air from Akuro's mouth.
CRUNCH!
But Souma wasn't stopping there.
He twisted his core and fired a heavy, body-twisting Cross (Straight Right)!
Souma's right hand connected dead-center on Akuro's face.
The impact was so concentrated and immense that Akuro's heavy boots were lifted a foot off the ground.
The sheer force sent him flying backward through the air.
But the Apex Predator was not going to let his prey fall to the floor so easily.
The moment Akuro's body bent backward in mid-air, Souma exploited his low stance and fired an explosive, bone-shattering Near Uppercut !
BAMMMMM!
Rising from below, the taped fist connected directly under Akuro's chin (the button point) like a small bomb detonating.
The resulting shockwave knocked the absolute last bit of air—along with blood and saliva—out of Akuro's lungs.
His entire muscular body went completely lifeless in the air, resembling a broken ragdoll.
He launched two feet higher into the air and crashed back-first onto the ground with devastating force...
CRAAAASH!
The heavy floor tiles cracked and shattered under his weight and the sheer force of the impact.
This time... not even a pinky finger on Akuro Yoshibe twitched. He truly looked like a crushed, dead rat on the street.
His entire face was soaked in blood, his nose was grotesquely broken, his jaw hung at an unnatural angle, and his eyes had gone completely white.
The terrifying monster who had subjected the entire canteen to a game of death for the past hour had been reduced to a living corpse in mere 5 seconds by the new leader of Hakuru High.
Silence.
A deafening, death-like silence enveloped the entire canteen.
Not a single sound of anyone breathing could be heard.
Standing at the back of the crowd, Daizen Mori and Toma Kagetsu (Akuro's top executives) were completely frozen.
It was as if their souls had left their bodies.
Daizen's mouth hung wide open, his legs trembling so violently he was on the verge of collapsing. A cold sweat ran down Toma Kagetsu's spine.
Five seconds...Toma's mind had completely broken.
Our Boss...
the invincible Akuro...
turned into trash in just five seconds.
The Black Blazers are nothing in front of them.
Toma's lips trembled.
"This isn't strength anymore…"
he whispered.
"This is execution."
Souma calmly adjusted his posture.
His breathing was completely normal.
He dusted off his white-taped knuckles as if brushing away some filthy dirt.
Then, staring down at the unconscious Akuro, he yelled in a furious voice that echoed off the cracked walls of the canteen:
"How does it feel now?"
"Did you feel the pain you used to inflict on others?!"
Souma's voice carried the weight of absolute justice.
"You only truly understand this pain when it happens to you."
Souma took a step forward and delivered a light, humiliating tap to Akuro's unconscious body with his shiny leather shoe.
"Do you have any idea how many times
I have to get scolded by the Principal sir because of your pathetic antics?!
The entire responsibility of maintaining a peaceful environment in this school rests on my shoulders!
And all of it gets dragged through the mud because of you.
Do you have the slightest idea?!"
Souma Kanzaki's voice and his absolute authority had forced the entirety of Hakuru High to bow at his feet.
One storm had been silenced, but the beginning of another was still to come.
In Hakuru High…
monsters were feared.
But above monsters…
stood judgment.
CHAPTER END