Sound Wave

"You fought in the city?" Rober asked. 

"No." Ryu replied. 

Rober's brow furrowed. "Are you trying to call him a liar? There are many witnesses to what you did."

"You call that a fight?" Ryu raised an eyebrow. "I threw a kick and he couldn't retaliate. Doesn't a fight assume an exchange of moves?"

Realizing the game of semantics Ryu was playing, Rober's jaw clenched. Just a few exchanges in and he suddenly felt infuriated. 

What he didn't know was that the only reason Ryu was wasting his time talking about because he suddenly found that he missed doing exactly that. There was nothing fun about beating weaklings, so he often artificially lowered his combat strength. At this point, the people before him were only really worth his words. 

Others saw it as him purposely infuriating others, while he just saw it as giving them a handicap. 

"… Are you not aware of the city's rules?"