Kuno narrowed his eyes as his attack was so nimbly dodged... gritting his teeth as he tried to press the attack, but the monk was too good, and as the self proclaimed Blue Thunder of Furinkan High was about to move in for the 'kill', the other boy's foot was suddenly in his face, yet it did not connect.  Kuno's eyes went wide and he blinked with shock.  He was used to being hit, but not this.  The crowd of students that had gathered around gasped.<br/><br/><strong>"Did you see that?"<br/><br/>"He didn't even touch him!"<br/><br/>"Wow!"</strong><br/><br/>For a moment Kuno seemed stunned, but he quickly gained his composure and jumped back, smirking.<br/><br/><strong>"I see you do have some small bit of skill... it's time to get serious then.  Now is the time to shed your mortal coil!"</strong><br/><br/>He charged forth, leaping high into the air, his bokken high above his head as though planned to split him in two!<br/><br/><strong>"Hyaaaahhhh!"</strong><br/><br/>*****<br/><br/><strong>"Huh?  Of course I know him.  He-"</strong><br/><br/>Akane was about to fully answer Mariko when the tree behind Ranma was cut in half.  She stared wide-eyed at him and his new challenger... stepping forward ever so slightly.<br/><strong><br/>"Ranma!  Be careful!"</strong><br/><br/>Ranma smirked and crouched into a fighting stance... ready to take the new guy on.<br/><br/><strong>"I got this, Akane.  Just stay out of it."</strong><br/><br/>Akane blinked.<br/><br/><strong>"Just stay out of- Ranma, all I said was... fine.  Be a jerk."</strong><br/><br/>Ranma scowled and shook his head inwardly.  Akane just didn't get it.  This was a fight between two guys and he didn't want her to get hurt.  He snapped his attention back to Shinji again as the newcomer started to run... blurring out as he moved so quickly he could barely be seen, speed that made anyone at the school seem slow or slower in comparison.  Ranma's eyes went wide as, having underestimated his foe, he tried to muster up a proper defense, but the strike was just too swift, hitting Ranma twice across the face.  Shinji's blurred form did a backflip back and landed gently on the ground like a bird alighting on a thick branch.  Students around this fight gasped as well.<br/><br/><strong>"Whoa!  That guy's even faster than Saotome!"</strong><br/><br/><strong>"I couldn't even see him move!"</strong><br/><br/><strong>"I could."</strong><br/><br/>(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/ukyo.png)<br/><br/>The voice belonged to a girl with long brown hair tied in a ponytail... she wore a Furninkan High School Boys' school uniform and had a very large steel spatula strapped to her back.  She crossed her arms and bore witness.<br/><br/><strong>"That guy has great fashion sense... but Ranma honey's gonna clean his clock!"</strong><br/><br/>Akane blinked, looking at the girl.<br/><br/><strong>"Ukyo... how can you say that?  You saw how fast he is!"</strong><br/><br/>Ukyo shook her head.<br/><br/><strong>"There's more to fighting than speed, sugar.  Ranma has a few tricks up his sleeve."</strong><br/><br/>Shampoo had been rooting for Ranma on the sidelines when Lei Bao asked her about the food.  Shampoo barely registered her co-worker's words, completely forgetting about the special rice cakes that Lei Bao carried.<br/><br/><strong>"Shampoo no care.  Give to anyone who want.  Aiya!  Go Ranma!"</strong><br/><br/>Shinji smirked as Ranma dropped to one knee... shaking his head.<strong><em>So fast... I've never seen anyone this fast before but the Freak.  How can I counter that kind of speed?  That's it!</em></strong>Ranma stood up and took his Kenpo fighting stance again.<br/><br/><strong>"Come on, you flaky jerk!  I'm ready whenever you are!"</strong><br/><br/>Meanwhile, behind Mari and Akane, a gravelly old voice could be heard.<br/><strong><br/>"Ooooh my son in law is facing a quick one.  I hope he doesn't forget his training."</strong><br/><br/>(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/cologne.gif)<br/><br/>If Mari turned she would see a tiny old woman with long white hair balancing on a long staff.  Akane shook her head.<br/><strong><br/>"What are you doing here?  This was probably all your doing, wasn't it?"</strong><br/><br/>Cologne shook her head, chuckling in her raspy voice.<br/><br/><strong>"Of course not.  I'm just here to check on Shampoo and Lei Bao.  Oooh, look.  My son in law seems to have figured it out."</strong><br/><br/>Shinji yelled out a battle cry and charged in... Saotome shut his eyes and waited until he could feel his opponent, suddenly lashing out with his famous chestnut fist, using incredible speed to punch the same spot dozens of times in the space of a single second.  Shinji's eyes went wide and he was sent flying back into the side of the school, the wall cracking with the impact.  He fell, and shakily got to his feet, his eyes narrowed.<br/><br/><strong>"Saotome... there's more than one way to win a fight.  -Isn't- there?!"</strong><br/><br/>As he shouted the last bit, he struck out... the very wind carrying his blow above the ground, causing dust to scatter in it's wake.  It struck Ranma square in the stomach as if he had been standing right in front of him.  Ranma's eyes went wide as he took the solid hit.<br/><br/><strong>"What the-?"</strong><br/><br/>Akane and Cologne both blinked.<br/><br/><strong>"Did he just"...</strong><br/><br/><strong>"A technique to strike your opponents from a distance as though you were right next to them, using wind and air pressure.  I haven't heard of anything like that in over 200 years.  Impressive.  My son in law has quite the fight on his hands"...</strong>