[While it hadn't been the original plan to do so, when Ranma mentions martial arts, Gilgamesh's mind immediately leaps to a test of strength. He hasn't gotten the chance for much exercise today, and although Ranma didn't look particularly tough, the carnival made it clear from the get go that appearances could be deceiving.

Still, Gilgamesh matches that cockiness in spades, and grins sharp-toothed back at him.]

You sound rather confident in your physical prowess. But alas; I know no such specialized moves.

[Gilgamesh does not seem at all concerned, however, offering up his own suggestion.]

I propose a simpler test, rooted in judo yet possible for any to perform: we shall attempt to throw one another to the ground, and whoever shall hit it first loses.