Now this is a crossover that no one NO ONE would ever think of. Basically its the story of a group of martial artist, who used their hands to defeat grimm instead of weapons and relied on aura and semblances only and not dust. The premise of this story is to fight without the need of a weapon, and only yourself. Notice how EVERYTHING in the RWBY world is a gun :P. Btw Jaune will not exist in this story….so yeah.

Things you'll need to know.

Naga-Human God

Grima-Creator of Grimm

Grimeal-Cult that worships Grima and Grimm

Wing Chun-Chinese Martial Art

Chapter 1: Unknown history

"So, Ruby and Yang what story do you want to hear?" Summer Rose said as her five year old daughter jumped up and down excitedly.

"Oh! Oh! I know!" Ruby said from her bunk bed as her sister sighed.

"Ruby, is it gonna be the same story?" Yang asked as Ruby scratched the back of her head sheepishly.

"Alright, alright calm down now. It's the legend of the Wing Chun Practitioners, am I right Ruby?"

"Yes! I want to hear about them!"

"May I ask why Ruby?"

"Well, they've never used weapons be it guns or swords, they've always only relied on their aura, not even using dust given to us by Naga, they are heroes." Ruby said happily as her mother smiled.

"Why yes, they did fight against the evil Grimeal Cult to save the world multiple times after all." Summer Rose said as her daughter had stars in her eyes.

"Really? Tell us!" Ruby yelled as Yang watched the scene from the top bunk happily.

"Well, a very long time ago, when humans first appeared…."

Legend has it, that before dust aura still existed. The first ones were those who fought to protect those who could not protect themselves.

They were known as Wing Chun practitioners. This way of fighting without weapons held off the grimm, although only very few could master it.

Eventually the power known as dust was given to the world by Naga, against the creatures of Grima known as the grimm helped humanity.

Man was curious, and man was tenacious. Dust created weapons, fire to burn down forest. And pretty soon man was able to hold its own.

Man established the four kingdoms, man had peace, but man was greedy. Man was sinful, and man was evil in its own way. Pretty soon war erupted between the four kingdoms.

Mans world was plunged into one of sin, hated, pain, and suffering. Hundreds of thousands died on the plains of war, humanity's greatest enemy were not the grimm, but humanity itself.

Then came the faunus, people who had animal parts, and looked human. Human nature drove them to discriminate the faunus, creating more conflict.

In the center of all this Wing Chun, a technique that was created for the sole purpose of protecting had been transformed into a way to kill.

The original teachings, had changed the world had now known the Wing Chun Practitioners as killers. What had been created to protect now was used to kill.

They ranged all over wars, and just one user could change the tides of a war. Be it guns, spears, swords, shields, no one could defeat the way of the fist.

Now there is only one left who could use the way of the fist. His name was known as Ip, he as the last son of the main branch.

(Ip Man and his father)

"Ip, listen to me." Ip Man's father said as he laid on his death bed. Ip, was a young man with black hair and brown eyes. He wore a black traditional chinese tunic, and sat on his knees as his father laid on his deathbed.

"What is it father? You shouldn't speak much." Ip said as his father chuckled sadly from his bed.

"Son, as the last Wing Chun master I need to tell you something, so that you will be ready."

"Yes father."

"Do you know what I wished to be when I was a child?"

"What?"

"I wanted to be a hero, so I became a mercenary. I saved people, but I killed people too. I thought that if I could save three people by killing one, that my sins would be atoned for." His father then began crying.

"Those sins, cost me the life of your mother. Soon after you were born my enemies came for me and took your mother from us. It was all my fault everything."

"Son, the wish for everyone to be happy is naught but a fairy tale. Not one wish in this world is ever granted. Now, all I can do for my son is teach him how to kill and pray that he would survive in this world."

"Because of who you are you must be careful, people will want to use you. They will crave your power, and ability. Should war come in your lifetime, which it will I want you to remember this my son."

"What is it father?"

"Man seeks peace, yet at the same time yearning for war...those are the two realms belonging solely to man. Thinking of peace whilst spilling blood is something that only humans could do." His father said as he rose his hands towards the ceiling.

Ip, reached out and grasped his fathers hand. "I'll take your dream on for you then father! I'll be the hero in your place and show you that wishes do exist in this world!"

Ip's, father smiled at him as he coughed up blood. "I don't believe I will get to see you achieve such a dream."

"Father…."

"Ip, the enemies who killed your mother they are known as the Grimeal. They are an evil cult that will stop at nothing to burn the world down, I killed their master." His father said as he widened his eyes.

"They will come for you, I'm sorry my son, but I cannot protect you no lo….." His father's head dropped to the side as his eyes closed.

"Father? Dad? DAD!" Ip began shaking his father's lifeless body. Ip's aura manifested as the ground around him began cracking as a white aura covered his body.

As he sat there, he realized that his father had a box that he said to open when he died. Ip, stood up and walked over to his father's closet and pulled out a box.

Inside it was a grapple gauntlet, as well as a note. "Ip, if you are reading this I am no longer of this world, and I am now with your mother. Head to the place known as Beacon Academy and tell Ozpin you are my son. The proof is this white symbol of a fist inside the box alongside the grapple gauntlet."

Ip, pulled out the gauntlet and looked over the White Emblem of his family that fit perfectly into his palm. He noticed how there was a hole and a string so that he could wear it like a necklace.

"Take all the books, and my body outside we live in the countryside so no one will notice. I want you to burn my body along with the knowledge that should die with me. I hope you understand son that our knowledge should die with you."

The view changed as he stood outside with a sizable fire in front of him. His fist being gripped in sadness and in anger. He watched as the books he grew up with were burning away.

He could hear them, a group of people were here. They wanted him, they wanted to kill him. ten people appeared surrounding him with red cloaks.

On the back of the cloaks was the head of the black dragon. He knew now, his anger could be satisfied somewhat. They pulled out black swords, and some pulled out guns.

He brought his hand forward, with his elbows relaxed facing down. He opened his palm and tensed his fingers pointing outward. he brought his right hand in the same position but kept it closer to his body.

The first one charged in with a sword. "Light drag in right leg, injury in past." As the man charged Ip, who ducked under his blade and sent out a swift chop creating a sickening crack of bones as the man screamed.

He grabbed him by the head brought him down and slammed three swift punched into his neck killing him.

He moved his head to the left as a bullet flew past him, he turned and dashed. "Head slightly tilted to left side, weak right jaw." He slammed his elbow into the right jaw of the man shattering it, and then a white aura formed around his right hand as he slammed it into the mans solar plexus destroying all his ribs.

He jumped to his right as a man sailed past him, the man charged as he stayed in the normal Wing Chun stance. He moved his feet back and forth like a dance, as the man grew frustrated, he spun around quickly slamming a knuckle punch into the temple of the man behind him killing him.

He sweeped the man he had turned his back too off his feet. He slammed his elbow right into the mans shoulder breaking it, and then smashed his skull in with his foot.

A man charged in with his gun, as it came close Ip, wrenched the gun away from him and unloaded it, three swift chops to the neck destroying the throat, followed by an upwards kick making the mans head literally snap upward.

Five of them were left, and they dropped their weapons and charged. He moved in on the first one, who attempted to grab him and grapple. The man placed his palms on Ip's shoulder as he slammed his palms into the mans chest making him take a couple of steps back.

Ip, then caught him by both his arms, and jumped up and kicked him in the chest dislocating both of his arms.

The next one moved in with a flurry of punches as he countered with the same, his punches quicker and stronger, the man fell backwards as his ribs were all destroyed. Ip, then rose up his foot and slammed it down snapping the mans neck.

He dodged as a kick was extended towards him. Ip, caught the kick and slammed his palm on the upper part of the leg and dislocated it, followed by a knee to the face breaking his nose.

The next one attempted a spinning kick, as Ip blocked the attack and slammed the man into the ground. He rose up his foot and slammed it into the mans skull.

The next one charged forward with the last one, time came to a slow as Ip waited for their attacks. Time came to a slow as Ip slammed his elbow into the mans face and held out his other palm sending a blast of lightning.

Lightning was his semblance it made the need to use weapons even more obsolete than it already was for him. His lightning could help him when he needed to give his attacks more power to cut or just for the sake of doing damage.

He once more brought his hand forward, with his elbows relaxed facing down. He opened his palm and tensed his fingers pointing outward. he brought his right hand in the same position but kept it closer to his body. This time his palms were gripped turning the into fist.

The first one charged forward and threw a wild haymaker, that he caught the mans shoulder and brought his face down, slamming multiple punches on his jaw shattering it, he then broke the mans arm.

As the man fell to the ground he looked up to the final Grimeal member, who was hesitant. Ip man spoke for the first time during the fight.

"Not only did your group kill my mother, but to do this on the day of my fathers death as well." The man then pulled out a black vial and injected himself with it.

Ip Man, took a step back as the mans skin began turning black as he transformed into a large Beowulf, with half of its body with white armor.

Ip's aura manifested as his body shone white before toning down. This one was going to be one hell of a fight.

The grimm charged in and tried to slam Ip with a right claw, who used the momentum of the attack to dodge it.

"Incoming assault feral, use momentum and the follow with counter." He rose up his left fist and slammed it into the neck of the grimm. He jumped on its back and slammed an aura enhanced fist into its face.

He then slammed his foot down on its head making it slam into the ground. He jumped forward, and got back into his usual stance and faced the grimm.

The grimm shook its head, as it tried to stand up, baring its fangs it ran forward on all fours. As its jaws snapped forward, Ip moved to the side and slammed down an aura enhanced elbow on its skull crushing it.

He rose up his feet and slammed it down on the skull as a shock wave was sent throughout the grimms body, as it stood up it faltered.

He was currently wondering how in the world did the Grimeal find a way to turn humans into grimm. He looked at the emblem around his neck.

His father before he died left the way of Wing Chun to him as the final student. Of course being the final student, he was told that the technique should die with him.

He was concerned about it though, his master or much rather his father told him to not teach the art to anyone else. That their legacy should die with him.

But, what of his children? And his childrens, children? Sure he had the legacy which was also left through their large amount of wealth which could last forever.

He looked around seeing the bodies of the Grimeal dissolve like grimm much to his surprise. He walked over to his porch and picked up a bag of his things.

He looked at the letter his father left behind for a man called Ozpin. Hopefully this man could help him, he was well versed in history, science, as well as philosophy so this academy shouldn't be too much of a problem.

He smiled as he remembered all of his trips into the woods infested with grimm alongside his father, he turned to the fire that was still burning and bowed.

"I'll take your dream and continue it for you, father."

(Ozpins Apartment)

Ozpin was currently looking over the new recruits for his academy as the year was going to start again and he would love to see some of the new faces.

He heard his doorbell ring and rose an eyebrow wondering who could it be that was visiting him right now. He clicked a couple of holographic buttons next to him as it showed a young man in a black traditional chinese tunic.

"Huh, this young man looks a lot like Hong." Ozpin said as he got up and walked over to the door and clicked the buzzer.

"How may I help you?"

"Are you Professor Ozpin?"

"Yes that would be correct."

"May we speak face to face?"

"Sure." Ozpin said as he walked towards his door and opened it. The young man stood at 5'11 and had a solemn look on his face.

"Yes?"

"Did you know a man named Hong Man?" Ip said as Ozpin rose his eyebrow before closing his eyes and sighing.

"Are you Ip?"

"Yes, I am."

"Come in then, I have been prepared for this day." He followed the man inside his home. The man handed him a drink as he politely declined.

"Your father, and I used to work together in the last war, he was a great asset in the entire faunus problem."

"Yes, he was a great man, and you probably already know." Ip said as Ozpin took a sip from his mug.

"Yes, your father did tell me he did not have long left. So, tell me Ip, what are you gonna do now?" Ozpin said as he sat at his kitchen table staring at the young man with the gendo pose.

"Father wanted me to attend your school, he wanted me to also tell you that the Grimeal will probably start making their move, they did try to attack me after all."

"Did you kill them?" Ozpin asked in a serious tone as Ip clenched his fist.

"Yes, they killed my mother, also one of them injected themselves with this black liquid and turned into a Beowulf." Ip said as Ozpin widened his eyes.

"Are you sure of this?"

"Yes, I fought the beowulf and killed it myself." Ozpin turned in his chair and laid back in thought.

"I assume you know about your father's, wealth?" He asked as Ip pulled out a black debit card and laid it on Ozpins desk.

"This will cover your financial fees for the academy, I also assume your father taught you academics?" He asked as Ip nodded his head.

"Ip, I know you probably want to go after the Grimeal," Ozpin said as Ip nodded solemnly.

"Yes, I want to stop them, not just for the death of my mother, but because of the destruction they will bring upon this world. I also want to be a hunter so I can help people like my father did."

"Very well, tomorrow we can go to the store and find you some clothing for the days to come. I have a guest room, you can sleep there." Ozpin said as Ip dropped to his knees and bowed.

"What are you doing?"

"Father told me that if people help me I should bow to them in respect and thanks." Ip said as Ozpin chuckled.

"Come now, theres no need for that, your father saved my life many times. The least I can do is help his son."

(Beacon couple of days before beginning of semester)

Ip, was amazed at the sight of Beacon Academy it was huge, much larger than the picture that Ozpin had showed him. He stepped out of Ozpins car, and was met with a woman who seemed to be in her thirties.

"Hello there Ip, I am Glynda Goodwitch a professor at this academy." She said as Ip bowed in respect.

"Glynda, would you please show Ip, around?" Ozpin asked as Glynda nodded.

"Come now, ." She said as he looked back to Ozpin who gave him a nod, as he followed the blonde woman.

They had just about everything here that could accommodate him, they had a pool, multiple gyms, many weight rooms, training areas.

The lunch room was fairly large as well, and the dorms seemed nice enough. Ozpin, had told him that he would have a team at his time here.

There was also the chance that he could be a leader, which he was worried about. His father was a born leader, but could he ever amount to the man his father was?

"Also, this is the refinery, people sometimes come here to clean or add enhancements to their weapons." She said as he nodded. "Do you want to use it?"

"No need, I don't have a weapon." He said as he walked past her. Glynda widened her eyes and was confused.

She watched the young man walk into the fountain area, his black tunic swaying with his movements. His arms were behind his back as he walked.

He whistled as a bird landed on his hand. Glynda thought at that moment that he looked like the purest human.

"Ever since I was a child I have had this instinctive urge for expansion and growth. To me, the function and duty of a quality human being is the sincere and honest development of one's potential." He said as Glynda smiled.

"Well, you can learn many things from being here in Beacon Academy, I assure you that you will have many things to learn from being here." She said as he turned to her with a smile. "Knowledge will always be gained here."

"Knowledge can earn me power, but character earns you respect." He said as he looked around the nature watching the birds fly.

"Well you certainly have plenty of character." Glynda said as he nodded looking around.

"He's quite the young man isn't he." Ozpin said as he walked up from behind.

"He, doesn't have a weapon. At first I thought it was arrogance, but he is so…"

"Humble, reserved, kind."

"Yes he is...who is he?" Glynda asked as Ozpin took a sip.

"He is, a son of an old friend who died recently." Ozpin said as Glynda pulled up his record on her tablet.

"Professor Ozpins, nothings here." Glynda said as he nodded.

"Well he was home schooled for most of his life. I believe in his skill, you should keep an eye on him, this year is going to be an interesting one." Ozpin said as he and Glynda watched the young man start practicing movements.

"He fights grimm relying only on his aura and hands?" She asked as Ozpin nodded.

"Yes, he is quite the fighter, uses lightning as his semblance as well."

"Yes, but who in their right mind would fight the grimm unarmed?"

"Well, Wing Chun users don't need weapons do they?" He said as she nearly dropped her tablet.

"Excuse me Professor?"

"I'm pretty sure you've heard the legends and seen the movies."

"Yes, but those were nothing, but legends...were they?" She asked as she looked at him.

"Yes, he is living breathing proof that Wing Chun is still alive. He is the last." He said as she took a deep breath.

"His father?"

"His father in the last war fought in secret on his own terms. He wandered the battlefields and helped those in need, He saved my life." He said as Ip waved at him.

"He doesn't look like a boy who has just lost his father."

"He told me 'A great enough sorrow can stop time, but someday, time will start moving again. No matter how many years may pass.'" Ozpin said as Glynda smiled.

"This year will be an interesting one."

"You can say that again."

(Ozpins Apartment)

"So what did you think Ip?" Ozpin asked as the young man sat up.

"It is a beautiful place, I've….never interacted with a lot of people before. I hope to meet new people"

"That's good, for there are students from all over the world coming here, for it is a time of peace."

"Yes, the outside world is nicer than I believed, but there are still the Grimeal out there as well as the White Fang." Ip said as Ozpin nodded.

"Yes, but let us let those matters be held off, I'm sure your father would want you to do more with your life than to hunt down evil organizations and cults."

"I know, even with my ability, my father was thousands of times stronger than me in his prime. I have all the time in the world."

"Also, from now on you will be living in dorms, I will also be living on campus, so do not hesitate to ask me for advice on anything Ip." Ozpin said as the young man nodded.

(Next day)

Ip, did not really understand why Ozpin wanted him to ride aboard the BullHead to Beacon, there were many students aboard.

He guessed it was probably to have him begin meeting new people. Someone bumped into him, he looked down to see a small girl.

"Oh! I'm sorry." She said nervously as he smiled.

"It's quite alright." He said as the girl scratched the back of her head. "I am Ip, and you are?" He asked as he extended his arm.

"I'm Ruby! Nice to meet you." She said as she shook his hand. "He's so nice and humble."

"What's this? Ruby made a friend!" An energetic blonde appeared and gave him a wink. "I'm Yang, thank you for talking to my sister."

Ip, looked between the two realizing that they looked nothing alike at all. "Are you two half sisters?"

"Yup." The blonde said as the young master blinked. The students turned to Glynda Goodwitch as she appeared on screen.

"Hello, and welcome to Beacon Academy. My name is Glynda Goodwitch and you are all among the few that have been chosen to attend our prestigious academy. Our world is experiencing a great time of peace, and it will be up to you future hunters and huntresses." She said as she disappeared.

Yang and Ruby. walked over to the window as Beacon came into view. They stared at the large building in awe.

(Front of Beacon)

Ip, walked with his hands behind his back looking around as the large amount of people were all over the area.

Yang and Ruby had opted to stay by his side as they walked towards the building. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed that there we're people wearing clothing similar to his.

He also noticed a person around his age wearing a traditional green chinese tunic. Although people mostly spoke standard here, he wondered if anyone spoke chinese.

Yang, obviously had a chinese name, so it made him wonder. The girls on the other hand thought Ip was a nice person, and Ruby was happy that she got to know someone, but wasn't too hopeful on meeting other people.

She knew that not all people would be as nice as Ip. "So, Ip where are you from?"

"I'm from the countryside, my father and the headmaster here knew each other." Ip said as Ruby blinked.

"Cool, your father must be proud of you." Yang said as Ip smiled sadly.

"Yes, he did die telling me he was proud of who I became." Ip said as the mood became awkward.

"Oh, Sorry I understand my mother died." Ruby said innocently as Ip patted her on the head.

"It's okay, even though it was not too long ago. I know my father wanted me to be strong." He said as the small girl pouted at him, for treating her like a child.

"Even if my parents are no longer with me, they will live on inside of me." He said as Ruby widened her eyes.

"Parents? You lost your mother too?" Ruby said as Yang gave Ip a soft stare.

"Yes, but it's quite alright." They then came closer to Beacon as Ruby looked at all the weapons that the people had.

Ruby, began to fawn over the weapons and Ip was amused at the sight. She literally transformed into a chibi admiring the weapons of others.

"Easy there little sister. sorry about that Ip, shes really into weapons." Yang said as Ruby mock glared at her.

"Of course I'm crazy about them, they are basically an extension of ourselves!" She said loudly as she took out her weapon. Ip, widened his eyes at the insanely large scythe.

"I love weapons, they're like meeting new people, but better." She said as she looked over at Ip. "Not that meeting you was bad or anything."

"It's quite alright, I understand what you mean. I've never really talked with many others in my life, but here I am hoping to meet new people." He said as Yang gave him a slap on the shoulder, he was surprised at her strength.

"See Ruby! You gotta be more like Ip! Make some new friends!"

"But, I already have you two, I don't need friends." Ruby said as a group of people appeared.

"Well! About that my new friends are here so bye!" She danced off with the group of people as they left Ruby spinning, Ip watched her slam into a couple of suitcases.

He walked over to the small girl and helped her up. "What are you two doing!"

As he helped her up the both of them turned to see a girl about a little taller than Ruby. She had snow white hair, and blue eyes and wore a white combat skirt. She picked up a dust crystal and started yelling some more.

"Do you kno-!"

"Peace, young lady. My companion here meant no harm." Ip said as the girl stopped and rose her eyebrow.

"You speak with etiquette." She said as he bowed.

"My father taught me to speak well with those of high class." Ip said as she crossed her arms.

"What is your name?"

"Ip Man, and this here is my friend Ruby." He said as the girl looked up and down at him.

"My name is Weiss Schnee, heiress of the Schnee Dust company." She said as she walked away not before giving Ruby a side glare.

"Oh man….I made an enemy on my first day of school." She said sadly as Ip chuckled.

"Do not worry, you have the entire year to make amends." He said as she nodded. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a hotdog cart rolling away from the vendor towards a girl who was reading her book.

"Well, we should get to the." Ruby said as she looked around to see that Ip had disappeared.

(Blake)

Blake, was currently reading her book on two lovers and how the girl had cancer. The story was extremely interesting and she was lost in thought.

She was suddenly picked up and spunned around. She was being held bridal style, by a person around her age. He wore a black chinese tunic and let her down.

"You almost got hit by a hotdog cart." He said as she looked over at the cart that slammed into the fountain. She blushed in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry about that." She said as he rose up his arm to calm her down.

"It is no problem, by the way I loved that book." He said before walking away to a little girl who was wearing a red riding hood outfit.

"I wonder who that was."

(Ruby)

"Wow! That was amazing! You were all like hya! Cha! Ka-pow!" Ruby said as she mimicked karate chops and kicks.

"It was nothing, I was just helping a person in need." He said as he looked at the time on a clock nearby.

"We should get going or we'll be late."

(Audiotorium)

Ip, had opted to stand in the front of the crowd, leaving Ruby with Yang. They stood somewhere in the middle of the crowd.

"I'll keep this brief." Ozpin finally said as everyone turned their attentions toward him.

"You have all come here today in search of knowledge. To hone your craft and acquire new skills and when you have finished you have planned to dedicate your life to the protection of the people." He said as everyone nodded to each other.

"But I look amongst you and all I see is wasted energy. In need of purpose, direction. You assume knowledge will free you of this. But, as a friend of mines said "Knowledge will give you power, but character will give you respect." Ozpin said as Ip smiled.

Ozpin, then walked away on his cane as Glynda walked towards the microphone. "You will gather in the ballroom tonight and tomorrow your initiation shall begin."

Ip, thought about the words that Ozpin had said and he understood. He looked around and realized that a lot of the people here were here for fun, excitement. Pretty simple things.

(Ballroom)

Ip, sat on his sleeping bag next to Ruby and Yang. He looked around as people talked and slept. The other thing was that he did not have his shirt on.

He rarely slept with a shirt, he usually found it more comfortable to sleep without one. His back had a scar from an Ursa he and his father hunted a couple of years ago. Three slash marks, and on his front of his right shoulder was the scar of a bite from a Beowulf.

To say he looked fearsome was true indeed as his chiseled abs, earned him looks from many other girls. One of which was Yang who made growling noises as him much to his amusement.

"I would like to know how you got a body like that dayum boy." Yang said as he smiled.

"Hard work and constant life of danger." He said as she sat up.

"Hey Ip, are you strong?" She asked as he half smiled.

"If I tell you I'm good, probably you will say I'm boasting. But if I tell you I'm not good, you'll know I'm lying." He said as she was confused.

"You know you are a really humble guy Ip." She said as he chuckled. They both then looked over at Ruby who was writing something.

"What are you doing Rubes?" Yang said as she landed next to her sister.

"Just writing letters to my friends back at signal."

"Ohh~ Thats so cu-!" Yang was met with a pillow to the face, Ip turned away from the shenanigans of the two sisters and saw the girl from earlier.

He wondered why she was wearing a bow, yes he knew that she was a faunus. The eyes gave it away. It was probably, because she was afraid of discrimination. He stood up and walked over to the girl.

"Still reading the same book?" He asked as she looked up.

"Oh, no I'm reading a book about a man who has two souls and hes fighting for control over his body." She said.

"That was a good book, I believe I read it a year or two ago." Ip said as she closed her book.

"By the way, I didn't get to thank you earlier. My name is Blake." She said as she stood up and held out her hand.

"You can call me Ip." He replied as he took her hand and shook it. He heard two people from behind knowing that it was Ruby and Yang.

"Hey Ip, who's this?" Yang asked as Ruby answered.

"Hey, you're the girl that he saved from getting crushed by the hotdog stand." Ruby said as Blake blushed lightly from embarrassment.

"Blake, these are my friends Ruby Rose, and Yang Xiao Long." Ip said as Blake nodded in regards. "Well, I have to go relieve myself." He said as he walked away towards the bathroom.

(A Little Later)

As Ip, finished up his business in the bathroom, he walked out and bumped into a girl with red hair.

She turned to him in surprise. "Oh! I'm terribly sorry." She said as he rose his hand.

"It's quite alright, I do believe that it should be I who should apologize." He said as she smiled.

"My name is Pyrrha Nikos, you?"

"Ip Man." He said as he held out his hand as she gave it a firm shake. He noticed the details of her hands, and realized that this woman was a warrior.

"Quite the fighter are you?" He said as she nodded.

"Yes how did you know?" She was hoping it wasn't because he recognized her.

"Your hand has calluses, and your arms have good amounts of muscle." He said as she blushed.

"Why thank you for your praise." She said as he nodded.

"I should be going, be seeing you." He said as he walked away. Pyrrha watched Ip walk away.

"He seems like quite the dependable person."