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Chen steps into the ring in a new sleeveless silk shirt, tight to his body, and having the style of a Chinese stop, the base color blue and the secondary lining color being gold. His pants were thicker in material, black and stopping just halfway down the calves. On his feet, kung fu shoes. In his right hand, his three-section staff, bundled up as his left hand held loose to his side. Across his right cheek, a horizontal scar of a cut he took three matches ago. Down his left, a more vertical scar from the same match.

Blood had been spilled for him to get this far. Now, he was here. The last match. The last opponent. His Asian eyes stared fiercely across the ring, relaxed in posture but stern in the mind.

"Blood was spilled at the beginning of this tournament. Blood will end it. Looks like this place is worthy of its name."

Five inches weren't that large, were they? Anyhow, Chen has his right hand loosen the grip of his three sticks, two of them, an end and the middle part attached to it by a chain, falling to the ground, as the remaining end kept in the grip of his hand. With the staff resting on the floor, Chen would walk toward Crawley, dragging the weapon along, yet holding the end up at abdomen level. He saw the blood that was dripping from Crawley onto the floor from his right. Likely a recent wound from the previous fight.

When they had about five feet left between them, Chen takes no waste of time to swing his right arm forward, having the weapon bash at Crawley's left thigh with relentless speed.

The end is deflected, but Chen moves it back into the grip of his left hand with momentum. With both ends in his hand, he slides his grip down to the chains of each one, having the middle settle horizontally between the two. It would now appear as if Chen had two sticks to Crawley's one.

Crawley came in, and Chen was ready. The baton strikes at his face, but Chen, holding the left stick upwards, with the right stick lower, blocks the attack, keeping enough distance of at least two feet between them. He takes a step back, using the right stick to meet the strike that came for his leg, right arm moving to the left. And when the baton came for his face again, the left stick was up in guard.

Chen simultaneously has the right end strike at the inside of Crawley's right thigh with a flick of his wrist.

The rush in told Chen to back out. He moves diagonally back and to the right, bending his waist back while taking a small hop on his toes in the same direction, avoiding an elbow and a grasp for his clothing. In response, he attacks each limb.

The left stick strikes at the bone of Crawley's elbow, as his right stick strikes at Crawley's wrist. This should at least give him a little warning of what it was like getting into range of his weapon, eyes focused and demeanor calm. After this, his right hand will take hold of the middle part, letting the end it was previously holding fall limp.

Chen steps his left foot in this time to space his feet, raising up his left end to take the strike of the baton for the head, while his right hand lowers, keeping hold of the middle end.

Chen repositions the stick more horizontal to take the second strike. This time, he acts, his right hand simultaneously having the right hanging end swing in an under-arc toward Crawley's groin. The advantage of a hanging end is that it had more power due to using the motion of a swing to attack instead of the grip of a hand. The drawback was lost of control, which was a minor concern in how it was swung.

Hitting into Chen's right hand wasn't going to stop the momentum of the swing. It only required a flick of his wrist and a little head start of moving his right hand forward, letting the end swing the rest of the way. So while he thought he was stopping it, the chain lead the end the rest of the way, the weight of the stick bashing into the open groin.

At the same time, his right hand would be moving back just enough to keep it from being grabbed, depending on the groin shot to stun Crawley for further attacks.

If it did, Chen will follow up with the left end thrusting at Crawley's face, aimed for the bridge of the nose.

If it did not and he still raises that boot for a kick, Chen will step back and to the right again, swinging the hanging end at Crawley's left knee.