Lady Bloodfight Page #4

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it's strong... stuff.

Not bad.

Not that I'm complaining about a field trip,

what are we doing here?

See that big guy over there?

- The one with the girlfriend?

- Yeah.

Buy him a drink, tell him

he's very good looking.

Is this some kind of a test?

Just get into a fight.

Hey, big boy.

I missed you last night.

You can make it up to me tonight,

but I want it all night.

Tell your shy little puppets

to stop making faces at me.

You cock b*tch!

What?

- Enough!

- Who the hell are you?

I'm her teacher,

and she's out past curfew.

And, it's a school night.

Come on, fun's over.

Time to go.

What did you do to that guy?

Dim mak.

The death touch.

- He's going to die?

- No, not if the ambulance arrives in time.

Breathe, focus, strike.

Wai, your arrival lights the flame

of the Kumite.

And you, you were so impressive

the other night at the market.

I wish the same success here.

Where is she?

Not here yet.

I believe her boat is arriving now.

Any ways, a few fighters

are still missing.

There're some good contenders.

The competition is going to be tight.

- Friend of yours?

- Sang? Used to be.

- He's taking care of the big guys.

- I see.

No way, this is wild.

Hey, Muay Thai, right?

Played one of those in Bangkok.

I ass kicked for two rounds.

Kicked her out in the third and

stopped her in the fourth.

And the elbows on your people!

- Hey, what about you?

- Oh, I'm Brazil.

- No, not where. What?

- Oh, Capoeira.

Don't know that one.

No offense but you look more like

a model than a fighter to me.

Long time no see, Wai.

As promised, Miss Ling Chow.

We're honored, Miss Chow.

Please, read the form

and sign below.

What is it?

A formality.

- Sorry.

- For what?

You don't need to write to fight.

Master Shu.

Your student is not a Chinese.

Your powers of observation do you credit.

She is an American.

And you wish to enter an American

in the Kumite on your behalf?

I do.

Alright.

What's that say?

Just that If you're maimed or killed during the tournament,

that you don't hold any of them responsible.

And I thought all that calligraphy

was a waste of time.

The better the writer,

the better the fighter.

Wait here.

- You're master Shu's student, are you not?

- I am.

Incredible.

I mean, welcome.

- I'm sorry, who are you?

- You are so direct, so American.

You didn't answer my question.

I like to think of myself as

the Kumites most ardent patron.

If there's anything I can do for you

while you are here, anything at all,

please call me.

- I am at your service.

- Thanks.

Now, the rules. You can win

by knocking your opponent out or...

By forcing her off

the fighting platform or...

Welcome to the 435th meeting

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