"Bridegroom. You need to train harder." Colonage said.
"Why? No one's going to beat me." Ranma confidently said.
"This World Martial Arts tournament invites the best. Masters of their art from fist to swords. You are good, but compared to them, you are just a novice." Colonage stated.
"But..." Ranma started to speak when the intercom announced, "We are going to land. Gather your possession and meet up at the lobby."
Everyone collected their possessions and went to the lobby when the plane landed.
"Ranma, are you ready?" Akane asked.
"This is getting interesting. I can't wait to fight the best." Ranma muttered.
"Don't forget, if you lose, I'll retrain you till you can't even talk." Genma said.
"Saotome-kun, no need to put pressure on Ranma-kun. He'll do fine." Soun said encouraging.
The plane landed smoothly and came to a stop. The door opened and the group exited the plane.
"Wow. It's paradise to the Martial Artist who are in the tournament." Ryoga muttered.
"Welcome to Fighter Haven. This is were you will be for the duration of the tournament. Your inn is to the left. The arena is the big building in the center. Food will be made free of cost." The suit man muttered pointing each item out.
"Thanks you very much." Kasumi said bowing to the man.
"Excuse me sir." The suit man muttered walking up to Ranma.
"Yes?" Ranma asked.
"You have to go to the fighter's dome first. There, you will register for this Tournament." the suit said.
Ranma ran off to the Fighter's dome at the center of the city. A large glass and metal dome was surrounded by fighters from all over the world.
"Wow. So many martial artist here. This will get interesting." Ranma muttered.
"And it will get even more interesting." A boy's voice announced.
Ranma turned toward the source of the voice. A black haired 16 year old boy draped in a black sleeveless shirt and sweat pants walked toward him.
"You speak Japanesse?" Ranma asked.
"Fluently. I saw your plane come in. You must be Ranma. The best fighter of all of Asia. Nice to meet you." the boy said.
"And who are you!?" Ranma demanded.
"I'm Jason. The best fighter of the US." Jason replied.
"What do you want?" Ranma asked eyeing Jason suspiciously.
"Just to greet you. We may meet as fighters, but take that away and all that's left is what I greet you as...a human." Jason said walking toward the fighter dome.
"Hey, where do you think you're going?!" Ranma asked.
"Register. Hurry up." Jason replied as he ran inside.
Ranma followed Jason into the building. After a few minutes of following Jason, they reached the registration desk. A lady was there.
"Are you two boys in this tournament?" She asked.
"Yes. I'm Jason. The guy behind me is Ranma Saotome." Jason replied.
"Hey. I can answer my own questions." Ranma muttered.
"Don't worry. It's the same either ways." Jason muttered.
The desk lady wrote down their names and stood up.
"This way please." She said.
They followed the lady into a store room. In there, stacks of weapons piled on each other.
"Beside the use of fists, fighters are allowed one weapon to fight with."
Jason looked in the room and walked over to a standing stack of spears.
"I'll take this one." Jason said as he grabbed a pure silver spear.
Ranma looked around and saw a wooden staff in a corner.
"This staff will do." Ranma said taking it.
"I'll fill out the papers. Please head back to your party and wait for the intercom announcement." the lady said.
"So, I guess it's work from here on out." Jason said.
"I won't lose." Ranma muttered.
"May the best man win." Jason said.
The pair left the dome and ran into Akane, Shampoo, Ryoga, and Mousse.
"Ranma, you finished registering?" Akane asked.
"Yes. But this guy, helped me." Ranma said.
"Who are you?" shampoo asked looking at Jason.
"He's Jason. He's representing USA." Ranma said.
"Oh. USA." The group muttered.
"Nice to meet you. It'll be a pleasure to meet you all." Jason said.
"He has nice manners unlike someone I know." Akane said.
"At least he doesn't have a uncute tomboy as a fiancee." Ranma said.
"Right. Akane no fiancee to Ranma." Shampoo said hugging Ranma keeping him from moving.
"So what if I'm an uncute tomboy." Akane said stomping away, not before slamming her fist into Ranma's face.
"Ranma, you dare treat your fiancee like this. I won't allow it! Time to Die, Ranma!" Ryoga yelled as he ran toward Ranma, determinded to hit him,
"Get your hands off of Shampoo!" Mousse yelled as he thrust both arms forward. Chains sprung from his sleeves rushing toward Ranma.
"Shampoo, let go!" Ranma exclaimed trying to pry from her arms and rub his face at the same time, but to no avail.
Jason jumped in front of Ranma, grabbed Ryoga by the arm and tossed him at Mousse. The chain wrapped around Ryoga while Ryoga crashed into Mousse.
"Don't fight. Ranma will be disquilified if you fight." Jason bluntly said.
"What!?" Ranma sputtered.
"Beside the invintation on the video, rules are explained. It state that you'll be disquilified if your supporters fight." Jason muttered.
With that, Jason bowwed and left.
"He's good." Mousse said.
"This is getting very interesting." Ranma muttered laughing.