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"Ow! This guy's a monster! OK, get him guys!" Rusty throws a dozen balls into the air, and a horde of weird critters spills out of them. The creatures join hands and swarm towards Kennith in a terrifying array of fangs and claws! The falling chain mangles the prairie and painlessly destroys...

Seeing little hope of victory against an opponent so blessed by the Fortunes, Spider vanishes in a shower of yen. Name: Spider Rank: Silver Sash 3 Record: 7 wins, 1 loss Powers: Signature Style (Weasel), Signature Location (Ricefield), Profiteer, Arena Style, Golden Touch, Bribe Judges x2...

A black-clad assassin ambushes Shiba Temuro as he walks away from his most recent defeat. "So you are Temuro?" she asks as she draws a long, wickedly curved dagger from her belt. "I'm afraid I've been sent to... send a message. Nothing personal." Name: The Viper Rank: White Belt Record: 0...

The judge drums arthritic fingers on the arm of his chair. "Rrai-Kesh," he says, "it is your move."

"Tiny attempts an interesting maneuver, replete with both positive and negative symmetry. One can indeed dilute the chi of a waterfall by flooding it with water, but this only strengthens the waterfall's physical manifestation; water cannot be drowned by water. Ash'lon, for his part...

As Charizard and Rusty celebrate their successful attack, a thorny old tree at the edge of the clearing, its trunk burned through by the blast of fire, starts to topple towards Kennith from behind! The manticore sucker punches the waterfall; redirects the stab of the bone!

Moving with the wily grace of a fox, Spider darts forward beneath his opponent's attack and whips his weapon around in an attempt to shatter Scar's skull! The fox shatters the heavens; slides underneath the drive of the blade!

The kid strikes a dramatic pose, then throws a brightly colored orb into the air. “Charizard, I choose you!” A reddish lizard with a burning tail appears from the orb in a flash of light. The lizard regards Kennith with baleful eyes, then exhales a cloud of hellish flame that engulfs the...

Rusty’s First Hand: 1: The falling chain mangles the prairie and painlessly destroys the Jade Gate; parts the cut of the shell! 2: The dragon removes the hells; dominates the thrust of the elements! 3: The manticore sucker punches the waterfall; redirects the stab of the bone! 4: The hammer...

The ninja draws forth a black wooden rod from his sash. Pressing forward against his foe, he parries and deflects every one of Scar’s attacks with blinding speed and grace, then attempts to smite the thug upon the temple with a mighty overhand blow. The falling staff parts the brush; parts the...

"The ancient masters have decreed this match to take place at the wastelands east of the Snowy Wastes on the day of the scorpion."

Ash’lon’s First Hand: 1: The weasel punches upon the clearing; wards off the drive of the wood! 2: The cherry blossom slides with the clouds; reduces the offensive of the settlement! 3: The hammer falls above the badlands; parts the rising of the cave! 4: The blizzard flies atop the heavens...

"Okay, you big mean guy! I find your sensei to be shabby, your tower to be ordinary, and your discipline to be useless."

"Both attacks are strong, and neither defense is particularly relevant. But Rathan leads off with an effective feint before his actual attack, giving him the edge. Point and Style to Rathan." Two flags Rathan, zero flags Rrai-Kesh.

Spider leaps atop a tree and starts peppering Scar with fistfuls of explosive orbs and poisoned daggers. The chimera rides on top of the brush; redirects the stab of the garden!

Yeah, that red-headed little kid is back, and he's spoiling for a fight. "Hey!" he shouts into the arena. "Who wants to duel my pokémon?" Name: Rusty Rank: Brown Belt 0 Record: 7 wins, 1 loss Powers: Signature Styles (Lizard, Wolf, Lotus Blossom, Phoenix, Scorpion), Dojo Style (Tiger), Fist...

Samidare nods. "You have learned much, Nekokaburi-san. Now go forth and test your wisdom in battle. Return to me when you have learned more."

Spider uncoils his trusty bladed chain from his sash and lashes Scar with its razor edges. The whip scourges the cemetery; parries the foray of the fires!

"I thank you, Samanosuke-sensei. I would be honored to learn the graceful style of the Cherry Blossom."

Ruled by the instinct bred of years of training, Haru moves as if in a dream, his blades scything through the measures of that attack known as the Pearl Dragon's Jaws. The dragon breaks the peaks; wards off the rising of the feline!