Millenium Arena! (Open RP)
"Hmh." Reikoff grunted from his box.
"Charge."
With hoops, hoowahs, and gunshots the entire force of Reikoff's gladiators attacked the Grandmaster.
When the dust settled, the Grandmaster stood where he had been standing, and dropped a large number of bullets onto the ground.
"The gun is clumsy, weak. It depends more on the strength of the technology than the skill of the wielder. Surely there is more to you than that?" he roared.
And who are you to mock the style and tactics of another fighter when chances are you know less about it than them, Hyun-ki called out. The self proclaimed Grand Master? Ha, surely you jest. he continued in a mocking tone with his hands still held behind him.

Gabriel flew into a nearby wall, changing into his Dwarf form as the blow hit.
"Hmm, impressive, Pharoah," Moonscribe said, not sounding as though he thought it was remotely impressive. He typed, and the air around the Grandmaster became misty and foggy. Interestingly enough, though, everyone except him would see through it clearly. . .
"You wanna see skill?" said Schizo. "Watch THIS!" He began to burp the Star-Spangled Banner, which was made all the more ridiculous by the fact that he STILL had no head.
(OOC: Since Soviet is leaving the game, I'm going to deal with his characters all at once.)
While everyone else was attempting vision blocking tricks and burping contests, the Grandmaster had made his way over to and severely dealt with Reikoff's gladiators in such a way that they would be unable to fight for a good long while.
(OOC: Vague, I know, but convenient)
((Now we're down to only 3 posters? Or are Burning and Khell still posting?))

((...so, how does the Grand Master react to the fog and provocation?))

(OOC: He doesn't. Kind of a minor spoiler for some of the lessons in Twin Temples but a true fighter doesn't rely on any one sense)
That wasnt very honorable, Ian hissed as he pushed himself to his feet. He watched the grandmaster attacking another and was prepared to attack when a hand rested on his shoulder.
Just let me handle it for a while, Hyun-ki smiled down to Ian. Recover a little before you go running in. Ian nodded and Hyun-ki walked up and took his place, standing in a passive stance with his hands behind him.