Martial Arts System

''Did he do it?'' Ichiro asked aloud.

[Yes, he removed the dynamite and disbanded the Underworld Organization in Irio]

Ichiro stood up and cracked his knuckles, ''Only one thing left. My family is still under his threat, I need to win.''

He looked at the smartwatch with no change in his expression.

[11:19:16]

[Eliminations: 1]

[Rank: 17]

[Fighters Left: 101]

Ichiro looked at the camera and smirked.

He turned around and left the Arena with calm steps.

After leaving the area surrounding the Arena, he started walking in the long corridors, hoping to find some easy prey.

But, it was long shot. Even after wandering half an hour in the corridors, he didn't find anyone.

And only two of the 101 fighters had died in the past 30 minutes.

Ichiro sighed and looked around him. He was currently in a spacious room with dozens of doors, leading to different directions.

He scratched his head and then his gaze was locked at stairways which is leading upstairs, or more precisely... To the roof.

''Roof... That would be good hiding spot.'' Ichiro unsheathed his swords and started walking up the long stairs.

On top of the stairs, there was one single metal door.

Ichiro appeared on the top of the stairs and looked at the metal door with a frown.

He looked at the doorhandle and there was some scratching marks.

'Someone probably broke the lock...' Ichiro thought while looking at the scratching marks.

He slowly approached the door, trying to listen to any of the sounds from the other side of the door.

He put his hand on the doorhandle and slowly opened the door. The stuffy air of Underworld City assaulted his nerves, and the majestic sight of large roof of the Stadium became visible.

Ichiro entered the roof and instantly looked around. He expected for the guy who was hiding to sneak attack him.

'Maybe the person who is hiding here thinks that I wouldn't know that someone is hiding here.' Ichiro looked around the large roof and it is simply too large place to try to find anyone.

It is also high possibility that he won't find the one who is hiding.

''KRAH!'' Ichiro instantly snapped his head in the direction where the scream came from. He quickly sped up and started running towards the noise.

It didn't take long for him to find where it came from.

Two young men was fighting, and both of their bodies were riffled with wounds.

One of the young men lost an arm, which caused him to scream in agony. He was trying to stop the bleeding, but his opponent decided to go for killing strike.

But then...

When he was about to go for killing blow, a sound of something fast approaching was heard!

He turned his head towards the noise and widened his eyes in shock as he saw a black-haired young man almost teleporting.

''Wha—'' He didn't have time to finish his words as Ichiro's sword slashed through air and separated the young man's head from his shoulders.

The young man who lost his arm was despairing, but he did final attack, in desperate attempt to somehow survive.

But, he can't survive no matter what he does. A small pond of blood started appearing around the young man while his body was becoming cold and vision blurry.

''Aaarghhh!'' The young man swung his sword in sloppily manner, it looked like a sword strike of someone who has never held sword before.

Ichiro did quick sidestep to the right and swung his sword one last time. The sword nicely cut through the young man's neck and killed him instantly.

Ichiro gave him swift death and ended his pain.

*Beep* *Beep*

He looked at the smartwatch after the beeping sound appeared.

[10:43:37]

[Eliminations: 3]

[Rank: 6]

[Fighters Left: 97]

Ichiro took a napkin from his pocket and wiped the blood from the blades.

After done cleaning the blades, he threw the napkin away and left the roof. He had a hunch that there is some people still hiding in the roof.

But, he isn't fan of mindless killings. If they came all the way here to hide, it tells about their conditions.

They don't want to be here and only wants to survive. But, not winning would mean that they have to enter another Underworld tournament.

But, that tournament most likely will be easier to win. Everyone in this tournament has won one tournament to end up here, so most of them are hoping that next Underworld tournament they will join will be easier.

But, there is also a chance of it being harder!

Ichiro shrugged and left the rooftop. He went back to the spacious room and looked around the dozen doors with a frown.

He took a glance at the smartwatch and remembered that little bit less than 11 hours is still left.

He doesn't need to hurry, but he has a hunch that there will be a lot less people in a hour.

''This will soon be a hide and seek... But the hiders will die the moment they are found out...'' Ichiro murmured aloud.

*BANG!*

Ichiro widened his eyes in shock and quickly jumped to the side, just in time to see something flying past his face. His eyes widened as the flying item almost scratched his eyes, but barely missed and struck the nearby wall.

'I almost became blind... Or worse... Dead!' Ichiro frowned as he looked towards the corridor where he came from.

A ordinary-looking brown-haired walked calmly while holding a pair of pistols on his hand.

Ichiro remembered him as the nervous young man he met in the party.

''Erik, wasn't it?'' Ichiro's bone-chilling voice echoed in the room. He doesn't like to get sneak attacked, especially with guns!

Erik pointed his guns towards Ichiro with cold look, ''Dying in my hands is honor you don't deserve.''

Ichiro frowned, 'What happened to that nervous and shy boy? He seems strange... It seems like he is being controlled like Lucius was, but this is somewhat different....'