Dungeon Prowler : One Man Army 94 Tournament 2

The Valyrians were put in different brackets to eliminate the possibility of cheating or boosting each other. The tournament started with a simple 3 minutes, one match elimination, effectively halving the the amount of contestants, this style of matching continued until there were only 10 thousand contestants left, it took all morning just to achieve that much.

The 10 thousand partic.i.p.ants left were separated into 16 brackets, each with 64 groups, with each group having 10 fighters and only the one with the most points can qualify to the next round from each group, and ending the matches for the first day.

The second day, would contain the next round and pit the 64 winners from the groups will fight against each other in each bracket with 10 minutes single elimination matches, ending the day with only 16 contestants left.

The third day was a king of th hill style matches for those who feel they can defeat one of the top 16. With 16 different rings, with one contestant on each, anyone who made it to the top 1000 or have a status with 3 attributes having 19 points in them, could challenge any of the top 16 and replace them of they win, at the end of the day, the 16 who were standing on their respective rings qualify for the finals.

The were rules like only one challenge per person, and allowing the king of the hill to rest between each fight for 5 minutes, or neglect that depending on their current state. Although the last matches were trying for the Valyrians they all made it to the top 16 without injury.

And as to be expected the thousand ferocious fighters swarmed to challenge the four of them like a cloud of mosquitoes, but that was it, if one only has one attribute with 20 points and fights against an all rounder with 19 points over all, it will be a close fight, but if those with only 3 attributes at 19 challenge an all rounder they had a better chance at winning. Well, that applies on those that are ordinary, those trained under Debauchery can fight and even s.n.a.t.c.h a win from someone who are more than 5 point higher than them, but the struggle would be fierce and desperate.

The Valyrians had a very long day cut for them, and luck, made such a great contribution in their fights allowing them to end most fights easily. For example All Reina had to do was look as cute as she could and flip the charging attacker out of the ring making it look he tripped and had a ring out, some actually did trip and some just thought she was too cute to be harmed and gave up their matches. Lili on the other hand would just grasp who ever climbed up the ring into a choke hold, or painful joint lock, and her challenger thinned out greatly after the first 5 were out cold under her hands.

Leol and Yunan had no pity or respite from their attackers who came at them with vengeance and fury, Leol would just use the dirtiest of hits on every attacker, not a single honest punch or kicks, every attack he issued was meant to torment the opponent, although the sheer number of those he had to deal with almost tired him out, he still played his hands correctly and took his resting time while taking his time making his opponents feel wretched and crippled by the time the 10 minutes were over.

Yunan's ring was the most bizarre to behold, challengers would have injuries flare up and wounds open, they would trip over thin air and slip over nothingness, some were in pain before reaching the ring, some were knocked out by other challengers, one particularly tenacious fighter had the worst luck out of all of them, when his number was called someone puked on him, as he was pa.s.sing through the crowd, while trying to remove his contaminated s.h.i.+rt he dislocated a shoulder, a muscled giant that made Dustan look tiny happened to pa.s.s out from a badly healed injury to the head and basically crashed on the guy, he tripped on the first step to climb the ring and broke his nose, by the time he made it up to the ring the referee was counting down on the win by no show for Yunan.

The man tried to take a stance, when the referee gave the start signal, he slipped and dislocated his good shoulder and was down on the ring looking up with tears welling in his eyes asking the heavens the same question everyone who challenged Yunan asked "why me?". The number that actually got to fight Yunan was not even a tenth of the contestants that came to challenge him, most were forfeits or no shows, those few who did fight him all had the same question in their heads: "how did i forget to use my techniques?".

The real winners of those matches were not the kids but the trio of greed: Dustan, Balin and Bai. They simply emptied the coffers of the betting companies by only betting on the odd four while betting high amounts on specific details that netted for them fortunes uncountable. Eventually the betting companies had to stop the bets on those four due to the abnormal occurrences happening around them especially Yunan who the trio had bet on win conditions like the challenger would trip and knock himself out, or someone would simply forfeits due to old wounds or things like that.

Back at the hot spring hotel, Yunan and friends were looking at the curious case of three gentlemen in bliss with satisfied smiles draw on their faces, smiles the likes of which one can only have a few in each lifetime, the three men lay down floating on the hot pool and watched the stars as if they had finally achieved the dream of their lives. According to Leader, the Trio had bankrupted more than 50 agencies today by betting on the challenger fights, they were also banned in 10 of them because they went into the vaults and took their money because the manager said they did not want to pay.