Rito: Let's begin.
Ohma: Sure!
Rito: Here's what I want you to do.
Ohma sits down on the ground in front of Rito.
Rito: What are you doing?
Ohma: I'm listening! As a knight, when a master or someone stronger is present, we show respect by sitting and listening!
Rito: (sighs) Alright, suit yourself. I want you to fight with your nunchucks.
Ohma: Huh? I don't have them.
Rito: Then you'll have to figure out how to use them without actually having them.
Ohma looks confused.
Ohma: What! I don't understand!
Rito: Stand up.
Ohma stands up and gazes at Rito, who then kicks him back to the ground.
Ohma: Ahh!
Rito: Why didn't you block that?
Ohma: I didn't know you were going to hit me.
Rito: Do you know who your enemy is at all times?
Ohma: Huh? Well… no, I guess not.
Rito: Exactly. Now get up again.
Ohma gets up and observes Rito for a few moments. Rito throws a punch, which Ohma successfully blocks.
Ohma: Hah! I got it th—
Rito punches with his other fist, knocking him to the ground.
Ohma: Damnit!
Rito: Again!
Ohma stands up once more. This time, he attempts a low sweep as Rito uses Vswitch, switching their positions. Rito attempts a kick from behind, but Ohma blocks it.
Rito: (smiles) Hmm…
Ohma throws Rito's foot away from him.
Rito: Did you see what you did there?
Ohma: I blocked the attack?
Rito: Yes, but the way you blocked it. You were in the position you would have been in if you were using your nunchucks.
Ohma reflects on his blocking technique and realizes the truth.
Ohma: I did block like that!
Rito: Now you've found a way to train without the nunchucks.
Ohma: Yes, I did!
Rito: Alright, start training, and when I come back, I'll test you.
Ohma: Yes, sir!
Rito: Ohma…
Ohma: Sorry, si—I mean Rito!
Rito walks away as Ohma begins his training.
Ohma: Alright, let's try this!
Ohma swings his hands as if wielding his nunchucks, moving back and forth, side to side, and up and down, while jumping and flipping both backward and forward. Meanwhile, Daru performs squats with two massive rocks weighing 250 lbs each, lifted above his head.
Daru: 1132! 1133! 1134! 1135! 1136!
Rito: Hey, dipshit.
Daru turns to see Rito sitting on a rock, drinking a beer and gesturing for him to come over. He drops the rocks, grabs his shirt, and puts it on while walking toward Rito.
Rito: You look like you're in better shape; actually, you look way better than the last time I saw you.
Daru: Well, I never stopped training. But I have a question.
Rito: (with a relaxed demeanor) You know I don't like questions, man.
Daru: You told me there was nothing left to show me because you taught me everything.
Rito: Yes, I did say that.
Daru: So what am I supposed to do for my training?
Rito: Ugh, I don't know yet.
Daru: You don't know yet? So what am I doing out here then?
Rito: I'm thinking… Give me a second.
As Rito contemplates, Daru rolls his eyes.
Rito: Okay, got it!
Daru: What am I doing?
Rito: Follow me.
Daru follows Rito to the shed on the battleground.
Rito: Wait out here.
Rito opens the shed and steps inside, humming and making noise while searching for something.
Daru: You okay in there?
Rito: Yes, just a moment… AHHH! Found it!
Rito emerges from the shed holding a black tracksuit.
Rito: You're going to put this on.
Daru: You want me to wear a tracksuit for my training?
Rito: Yeah, pretty much.
Daru: This is ridiculous!
Rito throws the tracksuit to Daru, and it lands heavily on him.
Daru: Ughhh! What the hell!
Rito: (laughing) That gets me every time!
Daru: (struggling to breathe) I'm glad you're laughing! Can you get this off me?
Rito: Oh right! My bad!
Rito helps Daru out of the tracksuit, holding it with one hand. Daru takes a deep breath.
Daru: How are you holding that with one hand? What the hell is that thing!?
Rito: It's not heavy; you're just weak. But However, this is the Omthis tracksuit; it utilizes your own strength against you, making it feel four times heavier. Think of it as a magnet, implying that there is more of it deep beneath the planet, attracting to it! It's one of the ten strongest and heaviest solids in the universes! Omthis is very special. It also multiplies your weight by four and converts it into kilograms. For instance, if you weigh 140 lbs, that's approximately 63.5 kg, which means this tracksuit makes it feel like 1232 lbs. Based on my estimation, if you weigh around 175 lbs (approximately 79.4 kg), with the tracksuit, it will feel like 1540 lbs. And you are going to wear it and train with it.
Daru: So you're telling me this thing weighs 1540 lbs, and it pulls me to the ground while using my own strength against me?!
Rito: Yeah, pretty much! 1540 lbs isn't that much.
Daru: I'm not worried about that! Rito! How am I supposed to put this on if I can't even lift it?!
Rito: That's not my problem. That's yours, buddy. And one more thing… no powers.
Daru: What! I can't use my powers?
Rito: Nope. No powers.
Daru: This is bullshit! I hate your training!
Rito: Yeah, you've said that before.
Rito takes a sip of his drink.
Rito: Now, put it on.
Daru clenches his fists and approaches the tracksuit in Rito's hand. As Daru grabs it when Rito releases it, he falls to the ground.
Daru: Uhhhhh!
After thirty-five minutes, Daru finally manages to get the tracksuit on, sweating, bent over, and unable to stand up straight.
Rito: (Confused) You alright there?
Daru: No, do I look alright, you jerk?!
Rito: (Laughs) Alright, now I want you to carry those three boulders over there. (He points.)
Daru uses his strength to stand up straight and looks at where Rito pointed.
Daru: You're kidding, right?
Rito: Nope.
Daru: Rito! This tracksuit is incredibly heavy! And you want me to carry THREE BOULDERS?! Where am I supposed to put those?
Rito: I'm glad you asked. I want you to walk at least 60 meters from the castle and then come back and complete 1000 push-ups, 1000 sit-ups, and 1001 squats.
Daru begins to get frustrated and looks at Rito.
Rito: Hey, don't look at me; I'm just helping.
Daru: You're an asshole!
Daru begins to walk away, albeit slowly.
Rito: Have fun! And remember, no powers!
Daru: I'm still close to you! You don't have to yell!
Rito: Just go over there!
Daru shakes his head and gradually makes his way in that direction. After ten minutes of dragging himself toward the boulders, he leans against one and begins to breathe heavily.
Daru: Man! How… am… I… supposed to DO THIS?
Rito: Not my problem.
Daru looks up and sees Rito sitting atop the boulder, drinking a beer.
Daru: I wasn't asking you!
Rito: I forgot to mention something.
Daru: WHAT! WHAT, RITO!!
Rito: The special thing about that tracksuit is that it makes everything you touch twice as heavy.
Daru: WHAT!! ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!
Rito: Okay, I'm out of here! See you later, kid.
Daru: RITO!!! YOU ASSHOLE!
Rito departs to check on the others.
Daru: Damnit, Rito! Damnit! This is so dumb!
Daru gazes at the boulders, each roughly half the size of a building.
Daru: Why!
He takes a few deep breaths and attempts to lift one.
Daru: AHHHROOOoOOOO!!!
The boulder remains unmoved.
Daru: I CAN'T EVEN LIFT IT!!! AHHH!!
He tries again.
Daru: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh!!!!!
The boulder shifts slightly but then settles back into place.
Daru: I can't do this.
He relaxes his body and collapses onto the ground.
Daru: Ughh! I CAN'T EVEN RELAX MY BODY!!!!! AHHHHH!!!
Meanwhile, Rito rummages through the castle fridge in search of more beer.
Rito: Aww! Awww! Where is it?
He bends down and spots a can.
Rito: Haha! Found you!
Rito grabs the can, turns around, and sees Zenhsi sitting at the counter.
Rito: Ahh! You startled me!
Zenshi: Oh, did I now?
Rito: I know that tone means I did something wrong. What did I do now?
Zenshi: Don't you think you're going too hard on some of them?
Rito: Who? Daru and his friends?
Zenshi: Yes, Rito, Daru and his friends.
Rito: No, it's training. I'm not a teacher, and this is the only way I know how to help them. Is it painful? Yes, but it works… hopefully.
Zenshi: (sighs and shakes her head) I don't understand your training, but if it works, then fine! BUT!
Rito: Great, here we go.
Zenshi: If Daru gets hurt, it's on you, Rito!
Rito: Yeah, yeah.
Zenshi: I see everyone on the battlegrounds except for one person.
Rito: Hmm? Everyone is on the battleground—
Zenshi: Mhmm.
Rito: (Sighs) Gram.
Zenshi: You need to go find him.
Rito: I don't know where he is!
Zenshi: That's why you have to find him!
Rito: (Reluctantly) But I don't want to—
Rito looked at Zenshi, who had a serious expression.
Rito: Ahhh! Fine, I'll go find the idiot!
Zenshi: (Smiles) Good! Thank you!
Rito: You know you're evil; are you sure you're not a vampire?
Zenshi: I guess we'll never know.
Zenshi stands up and walks away.
Rito: Where is this idiot?
The scene shifts to Gram, who is engaged in a game and winning money.
Gram: YAYYYY!!! That's what I'm talking about, baby!!! Gram the Great, the gambler!
Everyone around him begins cheering his name, and several girls embrace him.
Girl 1: You're so good!
Girl 2: Yeah, like really good!
Gram: Thanks, ladies (smirks); it's just in my blood, you know?
Girl 1 & Girl 2: Ouuu!! He's so charming!
Guy 1: Roll again; I dare you!
Gram: Nah, I'm good. I've already won enough money from you.
Guy 1: I'll put down 270,000,000 geo.
Gram's eyes widen.
Gram: Okay, fine! If I win, I don't want to hear you crying.
Guy 1: You won't hear a word.
Gram: (Smirks) Okay! What's the number?
Guy 1: 13.
Gram: Very well!
Gram begins rolling the dice in his hands and spits on them for luck. The crowd starts cheering his name. He releases the dice, and as they roll on the ground, the first die stops at 5, the second at 6, and the third is about to land on 1. Just before it settles, Gram tilts his finger slightly, casting a spell that flips the die to 5. The crowd erupts in cheers.
Guy 1: You cheated!!! I saw you use magic or something!
Gram: Wh-What? No, I didn't!
Girl 2: You lost! You suck!
Girl 1: Yeah, go cry about it, you baby!
Gram: I don't make the rules, buddy; I just win.
Time passes as Gram approaches a machine to cash out his winnings.
Gram: I am the Great!
He pulls out his spell book and kisses it.
Gram: Ohhh! I love you dearly!
Guy 1: So you did cheat!
Gram: Oh no.
Slowly, Gram looks behind him and sees the man he defeated.
Guy 1: I need my money back!
Gram: Why is it always me?
The scene shifts back to Zodiac training, where the monk delivers a series of punches to Zodiac. One particularly forceful blow to Zodiac's stomach causes him to spit blood onto the ground.
Zodiac: (Clutching his stomach) I hate this! You're lucky I can't kill you.
Monk: Too bad. Now we'll move on to the next step.
Zodiac struggles to rise, his body covered in bruises.
Zodiac: Next step?
Monk: Yes. Do you know any martial arts?
Zodiac: No. Why would I need to learn martial arts when I can just throw a punch?
Monk: I see. Then throw a punch at me.
Zodiac: What?
Monk: You heard me. Curl your hand into a fist and—
Zodiac: Okay, okay, I get it. Let's just get this over with.
The monk remains still as Zodiac prepares to strike. Zodiac charges at the monk and throws a punch at his chest, but the monk remains unfazed.
Monk: (Disappointed) Do you see what I'm talking about now? You can't even throw a proper punch.
Zodiac: (Sighs) This is so annoying.
Monk: You should learn at least one martial art. That way, you can protect yourself if you can't use your weapons. I'll be right back.
The monk employs Sudoshi and disappears. A few minutes later, he reappears with another monk who is more muscular.
Zodiac: What the...?
Monk: This is Jun. He teaches all the martial arts to the other monks.
Jun extends his hand for a handshake.
Zodiac: (Gazing at Jun) Sorry, I don't do handshakes.
Jun: I don't care. Give me a handshake.
Monk: Just do it. This is how he gets to know people.
Zodiac shakes his head and reaches for Jun's hand. As he does, Jun squeezes Zodiac's hand and yells in pain, dropping to his knees. After a moment, Jun releases Zodiac's hand, allowing him to stand again.
Jun: Hmfp. You seem weak.
Zodiac: (Cradling his hand) Yeah, well, I don't care.
Monk: Now that Jun is here, he will demonstrate all the martial arts you can learn. When you identify a style that resonates with you, please let us know.
The monk and Jun prepare for a demonstration, facing each other. Jun assumes a judo stance as the monk charges at him. As the monk approaches, Jun swiftly grabs his clothing and executes a judo leg sweep, sending him to the ground. Jun then assists him in getting back up.
Monk: What do you think? This technique is judo, which focuses on throws and pinning your opponent since there are no punches.
Zodiac contemplates this.
Zodiac: No, next.
Monk: Alright then.
Both the monk and Jun reposition to showcase the next style. Jun adopts a boxing stance, advancing toward the monk while delivering hooks, jabs, and uppercuts, which the monk skillfully dodges and blocks. They both step back, pausing to assess Zodiac.
Monk: This is boxing. It's all about throwing punches with techniques like jabs and hooks. Does this fit your style?
Zodiac: (Reflecting) No. Not my type.
Monk: (Sighing) On to the next.
The monk and Jun continue to present various styles, yet Zodiac remains unimpressed. Jun, growing frustrated, addresses Zodiac.
Jun: Are you going to keep saying the same thing, or will you choose one!?
Zodiac: I'll keep saying the same thing until you show me something interesting.
Monk: You sure are picky. Hopefully, you'll like the next one.
They position themselves once more as Jun assumes a Wing Chun stance. The monk charges, throwing punches, while Jun deflects them and delivers a swift, powerful punch that pushes the monk back.
Monk: Now, what do you think of that?
Zodiac: Hmmm. I like it. I want that.
Jun: (Expressionless) You're serious, right?
Zodiac: What?
Monk: I don't want to burst your bubble, but you just picked one of the hardest martial arts to learn. The style Jun just demonstrated is Wing Chun, a form of kung fu that prioritizes self-defense and rapid punches. However, it's not easy to master; it can take up to ten years to fully learn.
Zodiac: Well, I don't care about mastering it. I just need to know the basics, and that's it.
Monk: It doesn't work like that. To use this fighting technique effectively, you'll need to learn almost everything.
Zodiac: Fine, whatever. Just show me what to do.
Monk: Alright. Jun, grab the dummy.
Jun: Hmfp.
Jun utilizes Sudoshi and disappears. After a few moments, he returns with a Wing Chun dummy and positions it on the ground in front of Zodiac.
Zodiac: (Confused) What is this?
Jun: (Arms crossed) This will assist you in learning the fundamentals of Wing Chun. You must first develop your stance, which is grounded in balance, stability, and power. Please step in front of the dummy.
Zodiac approaches the dummy and takes his position before it.
Jun: Keep your arms at your sides and your knees straight.
Zodiac follows Jun's instructions, positioning his arms at his sides and straightening his knees.
Jun: Good. This stance is referred to as Maa Bou, or natural stance. Now bend your arms to the sides and form fists. Then, bend your knees to a 135-degree angle.
Zodiac complies with Jun's directions.
Jun: This is known as Peng Maa, a training stance. Now we will transition to the final stance, Cin Hau Maa, your fighting stance. Step your left leg forward at a 45-degree angle while keeping your knees bent. Then, place your right hand over your left arm. It should look like this.
Jun demonstrates the stance as Zodiac mirrors him.
Jun: Now that you are familiar with the three stances, here's what you will do next. Step aside.
Zodiac moves away from the dummy as Jun positions himself in front of it. Jun begins his training, moving his arms and legs while striking the wooden arms that swing side to side.
Monk: Remember, this style emphasizes accuracy, timing, positioning, speed, flow, and mobility.
Jun increases his pace, striking the dummy more rapidly while controlling his strength to prevent damage.
Jun: (Glancing at Zodiac) Now it's your turn.
Zodiac: (With a blank expression) I should have never chosen this…