The difference in strength was that overwhelming.
Having trained in martial arts since childhood, being a natural genius and possessing the inherited power of his bloodline, Kyo had long become a so-called first-rate fighter. He had always been confident in himself.
Iori was the same. But as they looked at Ryuji standing there after finishing the Shun Goku Satsu, both of them unwillingly raised their heads.
Ryuji looked about the same age as them, yet the difference in strength was this overwhelming.
Twice now! Twice they hadn't even seen how he attacked! This time, they hadn't even seen him move at all; they were defeated in an instant.
For two geniuses, this was an unparalleled humiliation. And it made them fully realize that anyone who could escape from such a person was absolutely no ordinary person.
They had personally experienced the power behind Ryuji's fists. Even they, with their talent and strength, couldn't withstand it and were instantly knocked down. That man who had taken a kick from Ryuji infused with killing intent and still survived… was definitely stronger than them.
Neither of them dared to look directly at Ryuji anymore. Not only had they been instantly defeated, they had also clearly made a mistake. The two young men lowered their heads, too ashamed to even apologize.
After all, they had already lost.
Helena was in a similar state. Because her raw strength and physique were inferior to Kyo's, she was already on the verge of passing out. Meanwhile, Marie Rose had been spared somewhat by Ryuji, so she had merely been knocked down and was now trying to get back up.
"So weak."
But Ryuji felt a surge of irritation.
Looking at Kyo and Iori lying on the ground, a violent impulse rose uncontrollably in his mind; dark, destructive thoughts urging him to rape and kill their girlfriends who were worried about them right in front of them, even turn them to roast meat and feed them to the two of them, so that their hearts would be filled with hatred and then they would train continuously until they could fight him.
As for Helena and Marie Rose, in that fleeting madness, he even imagined tearing them apart outright. They were weak and powerless. No matter how much they trained, their strength had a limit. The thought that they were only fit to satisfy his desire for bloodshed flickered through his mind.
Crimson blood aura began to seep out of Ryuji's body without control and his eyes turned completely blood-red.
An increasingly frenzied killing intent surged forth, constantly urging him to unleash massacre but fortunately, his will suppressed those violent impulses.
Even so, watching the four of them struggle on the ground, he still couldn't completely rid himself of the urge to kill them.
'Kill… kill…'
Ryuji's killing intent grew heavier and heavier. The ground beneath his feet began to tremble, and Helena and Marie Rose could clearly feel the stones on the ground vibrating under his aura, as if even they were afraid of him.
"Damn it… not stabilizing my state really is troublesome."
He frowned, trying to suppress the killing intent within him. But at that moment, Helena's bodyguards finally reacted. They quickly pulled out their pistols, sweating profusely as they stepped in front of Helena and Marie Rose.
"Protect the young lady!"
"Get down! Now! I'm ordering you to get down!"
Cold sweat covered the foreheads of the four bodyguards. They were nearly driven mad by Ryuji's killing intent, but out of professional duty, they still aimed their guns at him.
Ryuji glanced at them and noticed they hadn't even disengaged the safety. So, he didn't get too angry but the killing intent still surged uncontrollably.
"With those toys in your hands?"
He couldn't help but scoff. In his current state, with the Satsui no Hado active, small-caliber bullets hitting him would feel like nothing more than a tickle.
These people are trying to threaten me with these?
At that thought, his killing intent fluctuated again.
And just like that, the four bodyguards who had been barely holding on, felt an even more overwhelming wave of killing intent crash over them.
They didn't even have time to react. Their bodies made the decision for them.
Their vision went black and all four of them collapsed to the ground at the same time, causing even Ryuji to pause for a brief moment.
And when he noticed the spreading damp stains beneath them, he raised an eyebrow, his killing intent almost dissipated on the spot.
"Boring."
Seeing that the four bodyguards had done their duty, Ryuji raised his hand, preparing to release dragon fire so they wouldn't be too embarrassed or lose their jobs.
But the moment he lifted his hand, Helena's eyes widened in terror, because from her perspective, Ryuji was about to kill someone.
In this world, a martial artist harming civilians would be severely punished. But if an ordinary person pointed a gun at a martial artist, being killed on the spot could still be justified.
"Don't!"
So, at the instant Ryuji swung his arm, Helena overcame her fear of him and stepped forward, using her own body to block the attack.
And because of that...
Ryuji's hand ended up pressing against her chest.
The soft, full sensation made him freeze for a moment. Almost instinctively, he squeezed slightly, realizing that the fullness was not much less than Mai's and the shape was just as impressive.
…Seriously? This kind of cliché happens to me too?
He couldn't help but complain inwardly.
But his hand, far more honest than his thoughts, tightened slightly as if following through on the motion of an attack.
"Mmh…!"
Helena let out a muffled sound because it actually hurt.
At the same time, she realized that Ryuji probably hadn't intended to kill her bodyguards but was about to use some kind of flame technique instead.
But… but…
Why wasn't he letting go?!
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