From Seemingly out of nowhere Keith was struck and knocked to the ground. He climbed to one knee and looked up to see his assailant staring down on him. The black gundam had armor wrapped around it that was designed to look like an assassin's cloak. The color of the cloak seemed to change with the gundam's surroundings and movements, which made it very hard to see, especially at night. This was Meng-Tzu Gundam. Tai Wei had made the first attack of the battle.

Keith quickly stood up and drew both of Desperado Gundam's side arms. He fired two shots at his opponent, who dodged them easily, and disappeared into shadow.

"Where are you?" Keith searched around with his pistols ready. "Are you just gonna hide?"

"Not quite." Suddenly Tai emerged from the shadows. With two swift kicks he knocked each of Desperado Gundam's pistols the ground, and followed up with a straight punch that Keith was barely able to block with crossed forearms. Wei followed up with a spinning kick towards Keith's head.

Keith ducked the kick and quickly rolled to his side grabbing one of his felled revolvers. As he turned to fire at Meng-Tzu Gundam, it faded into the shadows and Keith could no longer see it.

"Not bad," Keith heard Wei's voice behind him and spun around.

"What's this?" This time from the left, Keith jumped at the voice.

"You seem nervous." This time the voice was behind him again. Keith turned, and fired a shot towards where he thought his opponent was.

"Not even close," The voice was now at Keith's right. He returned the gun to his side. "What? Are you giving up?" Every sentence sounded like it was coming from a different place.

"New plan," Keith reached up behind his back and grabbed hold of the Desperado Gundam's shotgun. He grabbed a glowing shell off of his belt placed it in and cocked the weapon.

"You still won't hit me."

"Not a problem." Keith fired the shotgun into the darkness. He turned cocked and fired again, and then again. Light shells exploded out of the barrel of his gun and spread throughout the surrounding area. They became lodged in the walls and the ground lighting up the streets. With no more shadow, Meng-Tzu Gundam was revealed.

"Nice trick; I'm impressed." Wei stood surrounded by light.

"I'm not done yet." Keith replaced his shotgun shell with a new one, and then revealed a switch on the side of the gun. He flipped the switch causing every bead of light exploded with great energy.

When Wei jumped into the air to avoid damage Keith aimed and fired. As the ball of energy sped from Desperado Gundam's shotgun towards Meng-Tzu Gundam, Wei clasped and drew his Meng-Tzu cloth. With it he struck Grayeb's shot sending the ball of energy directly back at him.

Keith jumped to the side, dropping his shotgun, in order to avoid the blast. Meng-Tzu Gundam fell towards him and whipped out with the newly revealed energy cloth. Quickly Keith redrew his revolver as the cloth approached his head. He pointed the barrel of the gun directly between the eyes of his opponent as the Meng-Tzu cloth wrapped around his neck.

The two stood silent for a time. "A Draw," Keith broke the silence.

"It seems," Tai agreed. "But we will meet again. And then you will not be so lucky." He unraveled the cloth from Desperado Gundam's neck.

"We'll see." Keith lowered his gun, and Meng-Tzu Gundam disappeared.

When he finally got back to his hotel, Keith tossed his gun belt on the stand next to his bed. He was exhausted. His battle with Tai Wei was the most challenging he'd ever experienced. But he hadn't lost. He'd just had a draw with the 5th ranked fighter in the world. He was undoubtedly one of the best in the world. Yes, he would go far this year. Keith sat down on his bed and stared out the window at the sunrise for a few seconds before going to sleep.
"Isamu Hotaka! I challenge you do a Gundam Fight Match!"

Isamu looked down from the balcony to the stocky Neo-Scottish man. He laughed to himself at the man's short stature. "What makes you think you're worthy to fight me?"

"Worthy!" the Scot was outraged. "I, Niven Lennox, am a fighter of great honor!" he shouted. "Not that I can say the same for you."

"What was that!" Hotaka couldn't exactly hear what the man had said, but he had gotten the gist of it.

"I said," Lennox's confidence grew, "you are a baby, that cries foul whenever he loses!"

"You're going to regret saying that. I am the greatest and I'll prove it!" Isamu jumped from the balcony and safely landed on the shoulder of Tokugawa Gundam. The Gundam stood tall in the red, white, and blue color scheme enjoyed by most Neo-Japanese gundams. It had two beam swords, a long and short at each side. The Head of the gundam's head peculiarly lacked a chevron and had a dark red slash painted over one eye that resembled a scar.

Isamu stood ready and stared down at the Neo-Scottish gundam. Laird Gundam was slightly shorter than most gundams and had armor that resembled a kilt.

"Gundam Fight all set!" Niven shouted.

"Ready!" Isamu followed and prepared to attack.

"Go!" They each cried. Lennox went to grab for Laird Gundam's beam sword, but too late. In the blink of an eye Hotaka was on top of him kicking and punching non-stop. He pummeled the man for a time before sending him skyward with a swift kick. Hotaka then unsheathed one of his own swords and jumped after Laird Gundam. With a swift strike, he severed the Gundam's head and followed up with an unnecessary downward kick that sent the motionless gundam flying down to the ground.

Domon watched his student's battle from the hotel. Isamu's argument with the other fighter had been quite loud and had woken him up. As he watched the fight unfold, Domon couldn't help but think about his training with Isamu. Isamu had been a hotheaded and eager young fighter just like Domon. He had improved so greatly since then. He was probably the best in the world. However, ever since the last Gundam Fight Isamu had been different. He had become angry, and he wouldn't listen to anybody. It was the final match that did him in. When nobody believed that he was cheated, Isamu just flipped. He became a different person. He even threatened to leave Neo-Japan and join the Separatist Colony. Domon had become increasingly worried, especially now. He sensed something dark coming, all the shuffles had. A decision had to be made, but Domon didn't know what to do.