Fated to Run Into a Gas Cylinder

-Exhaustion

"This..."

Qing Tian Juuichirou hesitated, completely thrown off balance.

He wasn't a professional. He had absolutely no experience!

Until now, the arrangements for their fighters had been handled entirely by the Aoki Family Head, who had somehow managed to keep the victories and defeats alternating.

The Onmyoji Saitou Nobumi called out, "Family Head, please stop hesitating."

Once both sides had arrived at the deathmatch arena, all their trump cards were plain to see.

The first tier for the Qing Tian and Aoki Families consisted of the Osaka Swordsman, Aoki Mori Nozomi, and the Onmyoji Saitou Nobumi. Aoki Taisei, the Karate Master Miura Dai, and the Master of Spear Techniques Inoue Jin made up the second tier. As for the mercenaries and the like, they were only there to fill out the numbers. No one had expected them to win every deathmatch.

The mercenary Shadow Fox and the Master of Spear Techniques Inoue Jin had brought them some unexpected victories, but that still couldn't make up for the Aoki Family Head's crushing defeat and grievous injuries. The fighters in the first tier were all powerful enough to issue a Jade Dragon Banner challenge. If they lost, the remaining deathmatches would become dangerously uncertain.

On the opposing side, the Tojo and Naito Families' first tier undoubtedly consisted of the Tokyo Swordsman Mizuno Ryouwa and the great Onmyoji of Wakayama, Konno Yousuke. Add to them the Russian giant Alex, who had slaughtered the Karate Master Miura Dai, and though six deathmatches remained, the balance was already beginning to tip their way.

Even the Naito Family Head, a complete novice when it came to deathmatches, could sense the shift in the two sides' morale. It was like choosing the best horse to race: take out the other side's strongest fighter, and victory in