The Second Match

Hokkaido

This time, the Qing Tian Clan's Ancestor remained silent throughout, showing no intention of interfering with Qing Tian Juuichirou.

The Qing Tian Family had enjoyed a long period of peace, so it was no wonder they were thrown into disarray when trouble struck.

Such an experience was hard to come by. The Qing Tian Clan's Ancestor's attitude was, to some extent, a test and a chance for them to grow stronger.

If the Qing Tian Family couldn't get through this crisis, then they deserved to vanish from the world.

Duang!

"Third match, begin!"

The enormous copper gong rang out again. To everyone who heard it, it sounded like the King of Hell's gong, tolling the death knell.

Who would be the next soul to perish?

Just two fights had been enough to send a chill through everyone. It was terrifying—even more brutal than firearms.

The Qing Tian and Aoki families sat in deathly silence.

A few of the Qing Tian Family's younger members clasped their hands and murmured, "Please, not the Jade Dragon Banner. Please, not the Jade Dragon Banner."

The Jade Dragon Banner was a Japanese tournament rule. In other words, it was a gauntlet: one fighter defended the ring and fought everyone from start to finish.

The human tank still roaring with his arms raised in the arena certainly had the right to issue a Jade Dragon Banner challenge.

If that happened, whether the Qing Tian Family accepted the challenge would likely become a matter of pride.

"Impressive. Mr. Alex could wipe out the Qing Tian and Aoki families all by himself."

The Naito Family Head had finally shaken off the shadow of their crushing defeat in the first match and boldly proclaimed his confidence.

"Have Alex come down. We'll send someone else up."

Tojo Munemori had