Round 1: Yamato Souji vs. Yuy Masahiro

[Takeda Shingen]

(OOC: Stats are in effect, as this is a stat-based board, but will be used more as a guideline than strict adherence. Please post your BASE STATS WITH FACTION STAT BONUS ONLY in your first post, at which point, they will be locked. No Musou is allowed. This fight ends on March 3rd. Good luck.)

The both of you are led to a woodland with a dirt path, the referee already there and awaiting your arrival. Watch your footing, as you can be thrown and pushed into trees, raised rocks, and down slopes.

"Ready? Fight!"

[Yuy Masahiro™]

[[OoC: Stats for fight
Strength: 15

Dexterity: 13

Constitution: 15
Wisdom: 9

Spirit: 10]]

I walked into the woodland area, stepping onto the dirt path. Forested areas like this were not my forte, but I would force myself to adjust to it. After all, if I didn't I would lose. And losing was not an option. I took my fighting stance as I sized up my opponent. I led with my left food sliding my right back. My left arm raised itself as though holding a shield and my right fist hung at chest level. I would wait for the fool who thought he would be able to match me to attack first.

"What kind of person bleaches his hair white? If you want to be a ghost that badly, I'll turn you into one."

[Yamato Souji]

[Stats for Fight:
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 15
Constitution: 10
Wisdom: 15
Spirit: 5]

I waited in a tree up above. I kinda took in his insult and from the get-go I realized that eventually having to work with this asshole would be a pain. I'm used to training in the woods and stuff like this. We would jump from tree to tree and then strike wooden targets on the ground. I stood still and looked at him.

"This hair is a symbol of me completing my training as an Assassin." I jumped out of the tree, a couple meters away from him.

"Ah, so you're the cocky asshole that Ryoji has been talking about. Unfortunately for you, so am I." I quickly took a fighting stance, putting both my arms up in fists, my right a little bit higher put in a 90 degree angle to defend my upper body, and the same for my left except a little lower to defend my lower body. I taunted a little with my right hand and then grinned.

"Let's rock."

[Yuy Masahiro™]

I didn't bother questioning how he knew Ryoji. I had plenty of time for that after the fight. Right now, it was apparent this kid wanted me to make the first move. Fine, I decided to bring the fight to him. I was unaccustomed to fighting without my sword, but I would have to make do. I pulled my right fist back and charged at the kid as if to punch him, but once I was within range, I would simply jump up and flip over his head. As I flipped over his head, I would step on the back of his head and kick off of it. Using the forward thrust from kicking off of the kid's head I would reach a tree branch and after grabbing a hold of it, swing myself on top of the tree branch.

[Takeda Shingen]

As Souji was sent to the ground below, the moment he was knocked out from the impact, the referee would end the fight, and raise the red flag in his right hand.

"This match is over! The winner is Yuy Masahiro!"

Yuy Masahiro and Yamato Souji will NOT receive EXP for the fight, as it can barely even be called a fight. Masahiro advances to the next round.