Hello again, everyone! I still have yet to obtain any reviews. Sonofabitch. However, a friend of mine requested that I write this fight, and I aim to please. Sorry if this chapter is short, but it's how I envision the fight going. Give it some credit, most people would have died after the first sentence. So, read and review.

Kenpachi Zaraki pulled off his eye patch. There was no way he was going to half ass this fight. This man was clearly the most powerful opponent he would ever face. His sword was trembling with some emotion he had not felt in a while. Hope, Excitement, and even a bit of Fear. He did what few could bear to do, and looked his opponent in the eye.

Kenpachi didn't see the first move. But he felt it- it sent him flying through the wall, and the wall behind that. All his opponent had done was flexed, but he was sent flying. He grinned. This was going to be great.

Kenpachi swung, again and again. His blade didn't even scratch his opponent. He couldn't do anything- for the first, and only, time in his life; Kenpachi Zaraki was powerless. A boot connected with his stomach, and Kenpachi was once again flung through the air. He came to rest some fifty meters away, but his opponent was still right in front of him. Kenpachi tried to stand once more, but his internal organs had been liquefied from the force of the kick, and blood spewed from his mouth as he fell to the ground, defeated.

Chuck Norris walked away, and as he left, he said one thing.

"Not bad, son."