Li Bai can guarantee that he had never thought about the Qingtian family at all, because he could get a ready-made cheapness. After all, he would not be unable to fight against the small money.

One move can cost 100 billion yen, which is almost equivalent to the current total assets of Kunlun Yaoyu Co., Ltd.

However, as time goes by, Kunlun Yaoyu Company will continue to increase its value, far more than this one hundred billion yen, so it was recognized as a high-quality asset by the organizer of the life-and-death fight that was accepted for betting.

In fact, this is true. If you get it, it will depreciate. Where can you call high-quality assets? Even if you can be mortgaged, the discount will probably be very large.

The bet of 100 billion yen fell, and the scene of the life-and-death battle immediately became noisy. The locations of Tojo and Naito families all cast contemptuous eyes and cold snorting. After receiving the news, they obviously believed that Li Bai was a rich second-generation from China. He was so rich that he was so rich that he took the initiative to send money.

In any case, the Kiyota family and the Aoki family are dead.

"Add to us one extra mega!"

The head of the Tojo family made a decision.

"The Naito family pursued 400 billion!"

Compared with Tojo Somoto, who was acting generously, Nobuic Naito was less confident.

The Naito family's foundation and assets are not as good as the Tojo family, nor the Kiyoda family and the Aoki family.

Kiyota Shiichiro looked at the head of the Aoki family, who nodded and said, "Add one num!"

As a chaebol who is comparable to the Kiyoda family, he will not be in vain at all when facing challenges.

Li Bai was not the only one who raised the bet, and someone soon followed him one after another.

There are more bettors outside the field, and the battle of life and death has become a stadium in ancient Rome, and bloody gambling is about to begin.

Before the first game of the life-and-death battle started, the total bets on and off the court had exceeded 100 trillion.

Duang!

A huge gong more than half a person tall hung on the edge of the arena, making a loud sound that resounded throughout the audience.

One of the two men in Japanese hunting clothes on both sides waved his arms with hammers in both hands, and the other shouted loudly: "In the first game, please come on!"

"Asai Jun, please give me."

Tojo Somoto nodded to a thin man with bright eyes.

"Hi! Leave it to me!"

The man kneeling on the straw mat nodded, and did not reach out to leverage the force. He stood up just by relying on the strength of his legs, obviously controlling his muscles very well.

After standing up straight, he hit his fists against each other, making a crisp metallic impact sound. He wore a metal fist on his hand, obviously he was good at bare hands.

"It's Asai Ji, 38 years old, a boxing master in Gunma Prefecture. He created his own iron arm fist, his unique moves of "two dragons twisting their heads", "attack on lightning step" and "joint jabs" cannot be underestimated."

Aoki Dazen took a deep breath and told the information of the other party's fighters as if they were aware of it.

He was obsessed with swordsmanship, so he naturally regarded all famous warriors in Japan as imaginary enemies. He would be very targeted when practicing swordsmanship, and he could basically understand the relevant information about those warriors.

Although I sometimes become stupid when I was a middle school student, there are always some strengths that ordinary people cannot achieve.

Now that I finally saw the real person, I was happy to see the hunting. Aoki Dacheng was about to get up, but his grandfather Aoki Senwang held it with one hand.

Jiang was still old and could see the other party's intention at a glance. Aoki Sen said calmly: "Tian Ji's horse racing, this game is a test. Don't act rashly. Dacheng, what is the weakness of Asaiji?"

"Ming, I understand!"

Aoki Daiseki had no choice but to give up unwillingly. He thought about it and continued: "Sami Asai has very strong melee ability and is very good at setting the rhythm. Once he gets up, he will fall into danger. You must give him a fatal blow very decisively."

"I see."

Aokimori looked at Kiyoda Shiichiro and nodded, then looked at the masters who were preparing to go to the battle.

Among them are the worship of the Qingtian family and the hired mercenaries, with a total of more than ten people, and reserve personnel are left to facilitate the adjustment of those who go out at any time, just like now.

"Leave this Asaiji to me!"

The Japanese mercenary "Shadow Fox" who was translating and coordinating the mercenaries stood up and took the initiative to ask for battle. He pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and shook a dazzling knife flower.

"Please!"

Aoki Mori nodded, but did not refuse.

"Shadow Fox" practices Aikido, who is good at dagger fighting, one inch shorter and one point dangerous, and it is just right to deal with boxing.

Kiyota Shiichiro gave full power to Aoki Moriko after all the arrangements for the personnel of the fighters, after all, he was not a professional.

The Kiyota family attaches far less importance to personal force than the Aoki family. Although family members usually practice martial arts, they are limited to their amateur level. It is almost the same to bully bad things. When they encounter real masters, they are still vulnerable.

The one who fought on the Tojo and Naito family was the boxing master Asai Shi, and the one who fought on the Kiyota and Aoki family was the mercenary "Shadow Fox".

The cloak hunter next to the big gong shouted again: "The rule of the battle between life and death can only be used with cold weapons, and surrender or death is determined to be failure."

Duang!

The other man swung his arm again and pounded the big gong hard, shaking the audience.

The rule of the life-and-death battle is that simple: killing the opponent or forcing the opponent to surrender can only win. If you don’t want to die, you can only surrender.

As for the others, as long as you don’t use firearms, no matter poison or war pets, you can do whatever you want and do whatever you want.

"I'm Shishi Asaiji, please ask the name of the Lord Gao, ah..."

Asai Shi bowed at the "Shadow Fox". Before he finished speaking, a chill came to his face. He quickly twisted his waist and narrowly avoided the blade that was three inches away from his neck.

The other party actually took action directly without any agreement.

Damn it!

Bastard!

【.】

Such an rude sneak attack!

Asai Mushi was furious and dodged several steps, setting a distance from the other party again.

After all, he was too naive. He was in a battle of life and death, so where was there any glory and etiquette?

"What a pity!"

The Japanese mercenary "Shadow Fox" looked regretful.

As for moral integrity, I have long been thrown away on the battlefield and can't even pick it up.

Only by killing your opponent is serious, and everything else is nonsense.

"You are seeking death!"

Asai Mushi twisted his neck, his feet turned forward and backward, and took the gossip steps, and turned around to the side and backward direction of the "shadow fox".

Just like air combat, the six o'clock direction behind it is the best attack position, and it can always achieve half the result with twice the effort.

"hehe!"

"Shadow Fox" sneered, and followed Asaiji's footsteps, he slowly turned on the spot, responding to changes in the same way as he remained unchanged.

"Jiaofu!"

Asai Mu suddenly shouted loudly, and the continuous zigzag lightning shot, cutting into the side of the "shadow fox" with lightning speed, blocking the opponent's retreat with both fists, and blasting towards the vital part like a poisonous sting.

If the tailor-made super hard alloy fenders fall on the "shadow fox" without any fiction, they will be lightly broken and broken. They may die on the spot. Even wild boars with thick skin will be smashed to death with one punch.

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Both sides were trying their best to pull their opponents into their own rhythm, and finally launched their most proudest killing attack.

After ten breaths, the figure suddenly became a little bit.

The "Shadow Fox" stumbled and rushed out more than ten steps, his face as if dead, suddenly he could no longer suppress it and sprayed out a ball of blood mist.

Many people were pale in the Qingtian family and the Aoki family.

It is obvious that just now, the "Shadow Fox" who was fighting on their side suffered a great loss and was seriously injured.

But the boxing master Asai Shi, who also turned his back to the "Shadow Fox", seemed a little strange. He lowered his head, lowered his hands, and his body trembled slightly. Although he did not spray blood, the super hard alloy gloves covered with knife marks were dripping blood, connecting them into lines.

"Kun Asai, kill that guy!"

The head of the Naito family waved his fists to cheer for his masters on the field.

"Gu!"

But his family knew his family's affairs, Asai Shi said with difficulty: "I..."

puff!

A sharp blade pierced from his throat, killing the word "surrender" in his throat-
Chapter completed!