Beggar So, Drunken Master, vs Lucian, Leader of the Lycans
		Lucian raised his head to the heavens and gave a long howl of rage as he began the change from human to wolf. Across from him, Beggar So took a long drink from his wine gourd. Teetering and tottering, he made his way towards his opponent, giving the occasional *hic*.      Lucian growled and pounced, certain of victory against such an old geezer. Suddenly, the beggar fell flat on his back, causing Lucian to miss his pounce. As Lucian sailed past So, he felt a foot connect right with his collarbone, knocking him 5 feet away.
	Lucian got up with a snarl. Charging at So, he slashes at the old man's legs, but the Beggar teeters away. This baffled the lycanthrope. Anyone could see that the beggar was intoxicated, but he somehow managed to dodge Lucian's every blow and even connected with some of his own.      "Cao Guojiu - Presenting Cheers with a Deadly Throat Lock!" Suddenly, So's hand snakes towards Lucian's throat. Lucian feels it catch hold and immediately reacts with a lock of his own. Gripping So's hand with his right claw, Lucian bears down on So's elbow with his left. However, So takes another drink, catches Lucian's left claw, stumbles forward, hits him in the chest, and twists out of the lock. With his arms free, he then leans back, nailing Lucian with a double uppercut as he imbibes an imaginary cup of win.      "Han Xiangzi - The Drunken Flutist with a Strong Wrist Grab!"      By now, Lucian realized what was going on. Beggar So was a skilled fighter of the Drunken Eight Immortals style, which was founded on the principle of unpredictability. By emulating the movements of the drunkard, So was able to dodge Lucian's hits and land hits of his own from strange angles at the cost of power. Although So was strong, Lucian was certain that a good swipe from his claws would take the older man out. Just then a small object came sailing through the air at him.      "Have a drink!"      So's wine gourd whistles through the air as Lucian swats it aside. However, the defensive manuveur opened him up for two kicks. Lucian blocks and parries some more as So battles on.      "Zhang Guolao - The Drunken God with Flying Double Kicks!" So jumps over a sweep and lands in a falling elbow. Lucian takes this oppurtunity to grab the Drunken Boxer, getting into a clinch. However, So has another trick up his sleeve. "Mistress Ho - The Drunken Woman Flaunting Her Body Drunkenly!" Twisting his hip, So catches Lucian right in his wolfen groin, loosening his grip. Opening his arms, So grabs Lucian and lifts the werewolf in the air before setting him down with a dull thud.      "Han Zhongli - the Fat Drunkard Holding a Pot in His Arms! Here, have another drink!" So pours some wine into Lucian's snout. To Lucian's horror, So drank 90 proof Maotai. As the fire-water enteres his nose and mouth, he feels a burning sensation, and his eyes begin to water. There were, after all, drawbacks to having a super-sensitive nose. Lucian wriggled  out of So's grasp and runs like Hell out of the arena, leaving a satisfied So to lie down and drink...and drink...and drink some more before security carried him out.
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