the song birds were singing as the sun rose over the mountains of the valley. the student of each martial arts class was already up and headed for training

A man by the name of Wong Chu woke in the middle of street with a huge hangover, he shook his head and looked at the sunrise before getting up and walking over to a horse water trough and plunged his face in it and the cold water did its work waking him up

Ivan awoke in the small cottage outside of town, in the forest to the chirps of birds and assorted sounds of animals. It was a beautiful thing to behold, and all while the young boy rose from his bed and dawned his gear, grabbing his blade and the assortment of armor, as well as a large amount of animal skins. He would be selling them, as to keep himself with money to feed himself. Now walking to the town he looked around and wondered if he would do anything special today.

Before the sun rised Mei was already awake and training, she was hitting a wooden dummy with one hand, punching and blocking, punching and blocking, around a thousand times with each hand. The melody of the birds calmed her heart, eager to show how good she was

there was the sound of the great gong of the tournament of the towns greatest martial artists to gather and prove how good they were, Wong heard the gong and he tumbled over to the tournament area, the rules were simple, no weapons, just fighting skills, "Well in that case, i guess now better than ever, for a drink" Wong said as he popped open a keg of his home made rice wine, powerful stuff, and he drank it while walking up to the sign up sheet, and when he got there he was only buzzed, but was still drinking, he then wrote his name on the sign up sheet and he then walked up to the benches and waited for his name to be called up for fighting "good thing i bring enough to keep me drunk" he breathed on the person sitting next to him who could smell the alcohol on his breath who was waving his hand to wave away the alcohol

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Ivan was selling his wares when he heard talk of the fighting tournament and jumped with glee. He had always wanted to join but was never in town at the right time, or had other duties, but not today. Smelling his way by the sent of booze he managed to get to the tryout sheets and eventually managed to spell his name. He was getting better at that. Sitting down next to a large man smelling of booze he smiled to him before looking away. "I'm excited, aren't you" he said not even looking to a single person.

once others have signed up they were already starting, and the announcer walked onto the ring, "First fight, Master Wong Chu, the Drunken master will vs Yoa Fe, the Judo master. fighters come forth" wong Chu stumbled to the ring while Yoa walked into the ring, "fighters bow to each other and may the best fighter be left standing" wong and Yoa bowed and did their respected martial arts stance, Wongs stance looked off balance and he looked like he was holding two cups of Rice wine or something "BEGIN" Yoa wasted no time into charging Wong in his drunken state, big mistake, Wong dropped down with a tumble and spun up and caught Yoa in the jaw with the back of his cup holding hands and then back down with a fall to catch Yoa as he tumbled and delivered two lighting fast hits to the stomach and stepped back or in this case tumbled and rolled away a bit before standing back up *hic* whats the matter, you have a Hang over or something"

Ivan clapped at the impressive desplay of drunken form, it was impossible to know what came next, like a horde of animals. Realizing he may be beat ivan sighed as he looked to the others. They were not a big concern to him, the only one was his new rival, wong chu as they called him.

Wong waited for Yoa to stand back up and when Yoa did and came at the Drunken Master, Wong stumbled and caught yoa in the left side of his torso with a series of punches and then strikes a pose that looks like a drunken school girl "this is how the peter piper played the flute" he comes at yoa and catches him with a poke to the eyes "Snake Eyes" and when Yoa looked at Wong, just to make the Judo Master Angry, he blew him a kiss and when the judo master threw a kick Wong leaned into it and blocked with his chest and then he spun around "down the hatch" and he leaned back and with his pointer and thumb grabbed Yoas jaw and when yoa knocked the hand away the drunk then fell to his stomach and flipped up one leg and kicked Yoa in the back and when Yoas legs were in grabbing range the drunken fighter then grabbed his legs and put them on his shoulders and start to walk backwards "wheel barrel" he then lift yoas legs and kicked him in the chest sending him flying and landing on his back and when yoa got up he was met with the smelly breath of the drunk and started waving his hand in his face and threw a kick and caught wong in the head and Wong unfazed by the kick looked at Yoa "you have to *hic* do better than *hic* that" then yoa grabbed wong and did his signature Judo toss and when the drunken master landed on his back and started to slowly get up Yoa ran up and kicked wong in the rear, trying to send him on his face but only helped stand the drunk up, Wong then spun and looked at Yoa and did a monkey flip before leaping up and catching Yoa in the jaw with a backhand and when he landed "Its a *hic* drunken Monkey* and he began to do a series of spinning kicks from ground up and after 6 kicks he then flipped and kicked yoa in the jaw sending the judo master on his back Knocked Out and with perfect balance, wong looked like he was drunk sitting on a bench without a bench to sit on

the official came out, "the winner is, Wong Chu, with his Drunken Boxing fighting style" Wong tumbled over to his keg and poured himself a drink "Heres *hic* to that *hic* guy" he gestured to Yoa as his friends carried him off the ring as Wong tilted his head back and chugged his Famous Rice Wine

the official then looked at his list "Next Fight, Ivan Chullion the H.E.M.A. Master, vs, Monk Wu Shang, the Tai Chi Master

Ivan got up with enthusiasm before jumping to the block and looking for his opponent expecting a large bulky man expecting to show off for the ladies only to hear a tai chi master, though the fact he was concidered a master showed they didn't know the meaning. Though he didn't have his weapons Ivan was still a strong opponent. Quickly he saw a small old man with his body tanned and wrinkled but it was clear he had muscle and discipline.

"fighters now bow to each other" the announcer shouted as adrenaline coursed through ivans body and he put his hand to his stomach and ducked widely as his opponent gave a small gesture, signifying that he was used to cheap shots in a battle.

"begin" the announcer shouted again and Ivan almost instantly charged his foe with the speed and power of a wild boar.

the old man stod his ground and once Ivan was in striking range he jumped into the air and spun a kick and for being an elderly old man he was extremely agile and not only that for not wearing shoes, his heel was strong enough that he could of been when his Arial attack caught Ivan right in the arm and upon landing he spun and with a two fist combo connected with Ivans chest with enough forse to knock the wind out of him

the drunk sat watching and drinking as the fight took place

Ivan smiled as he began loosing the careful feeling of his body he often had, the ruggedness the forest had brought to him wasn't enough but the adrenalin help him to give the pain till later. As the man jabbed twice Ivan saw small opening and foolishly bashed directly at the mans chest with his shoulder hoping to close the distance and bring the battle to the ground where he was at an advantage. His arm was surprisingly well for the kick, the H.E.M.A training on them must have done the job, his body as strong enough to take quiet a few punches and his mind sharp enough to dodge even more.

the old man looked unfazed and he then charged and lept into the air and did a bicycle kick and then charged and lept at ivan knees first like a arrow to the heart

Ivan smiled as he grabbed the man mid air, jamming his kick, and slamming his head first into the ground. This was he chance, instantly he squeezed around the man like an anaconda, wrapping around his legs and arms as to lock them up and keep the head away from him own. The man struggled but only made himself in a worse predicament and it became clear he didn't know much about the ground game.

The old man saw that there was no escape. So. He tapped and the announcer stepped in and tapped Ivans hands

Jian Kun managed to get in a last minute entry, having woken up late to have missed two fights already. Jian Kun managed to observe the end of the fight and awaited patiently for his turn in the "arena".

The Drunken master watched while he drank and when he saw the elderly man tap out he clapped, even drunk he knew there was fierce competition, he noticed the last entry come in and raised his mug in respect and drank, only to be surprised by someone, it was Yoa Fe and he wasnt happy, "No man, even Drunk ever Beat me, How is it that a Drunk Old Fool like you bested a young fighter like me" Wong looked at him and smiled, his breath reeked of alcohol "its *hic* because this Drunk Old Fool was trained at your age in the art of Drunken Boxing" He went to take another drink and Yoa knocked his drink out of his hands breaking Wongs cup, and as a reaction the Drunken master got up and Yoa and his friends took a fighting stance, each of them trained in Judo, and they started to charge him and they, he reacted by blocking their punches and making them hit each other

Ivan nodded as he slowly loosened and got up, offering a hand shake but being ignored. Sighing as he walked back to the waiting room, only to see a large group attempting to gang up on a man, but failing. As one moved out of the way when he hit himself, Ivan moved in to stand next to man smelling heavily of rice whine. "what's the story here huh? This dishonor you or something, just get over it" he muttered to the group and he clenched his fist.

Jian Kun made his way towards the Drunken Fighter, Ivan, and Yoa his eyebrow raised. Though always fighting with his shirt off, he'd normally be wearing a normal black long-sleeved tunic.

"So I see we have cowards here, needing to gang up on an old man, hm? Try doing that when I'm around." Jian Kun said, he'd be in one of his other moods.

Jian Kun awaited response from the cowards, setting himself in a Muay Thai stance, ready to fight the man whenever, under his stance it could be noticed that he had a smirk on his face, WANTING to be attacked.

The drunk looked at them as they charged each of the three and he tumbled toward jian but it was all a ruse to actually done a attack and he got his opponents head in his arms and began to stir his head around. "Master stirs the barrel" and the he acts like he was gonna do snake eyes only to catch the fighter off guard with a jab to the jaw and the he pick him up. "Waterfall" he lifts and let's the fighter tumble to the ground