Kapitel 118: A Dojo in the Mountains

"Is that Dojo on this mountain?"

Having some free time to explore different places in the area, Dash had decided to find a place to clear his mind, which had been filled with very distressing thoughts.

When he realized that Mrs. Lee has very few chances of overcoming that operation despite the great doctors attending to his, Dash realized that life is sometimes absurd. He was happy to live and wanted to continue doing so, but when he knows that people he loves and holds in high esteem feel terribly bad, there is no punch that can avoid those feelings, no technique or training that can drown out his emotions.

"Dash, is there really a need to climb all the way up that mountain just to visit a Dojo right before an important fight?" Elliot, who had accompanied Dash, complained after learning that they might have to climb those stairs.

"Don't be dramatic; if we go up now, it will get dark, and we'll be back by nightfall..." Dash shifted his gaze away from the ascending stairs, and just as he was about to withdraw, a voice was heard in the distance.

"How dare you come back!"

"Sensei, please forgive me!"

"You know perfectly well that I denied you participating in that tournament. Have you looked at your face? Tell me, what will your family think when they find out you've been beaten in that way?"

Approaching the source of the argument in Japanese, Dash was surprised because the person he saw was none other than Takashi, whom he had defeated a few days ago.

"Go back home, make sure to heal your wounds, and reflect on your mistakes..."

"Can I go back to Miyagi-Do?"

The old man looked intimidatingly at one of his many students and said, "Go back now; don't come back until you're ready to admit your mistakes."

Dash looked at the old man and murmured, "Miyagi-Do?"

That name was by no means a mystery; Dash remembers perfectly that they are in Okinawa and that Miyagi-Do is the Dojo representing Mr. Miyagi, so hearing that name particularly in Japan and also in this place is more than a coincidence.

"Do you teach Karate in Miyagi-Do?" Dash looked at the old man in front of him and pointed, "My name is Dash Hale; I had the opportunity to learn a bit about Mr. Miyagi's Karate in a tournament."

The old man, who had calmed down after seeing Takashi safe and sound, averted his gaze, looked Dash up and down, and seeing those wounds, it was obvious that he was also involved in the tournament being held here.

"Whose Karate have you seen from Mr. Miyagi?"

"Daniel LaRusso..."

The old man fell silent for a few seconds and nodded afterward, walked toward Dash, and said, "My name is Chozen Toguchi... Tell me, what are you doing so far from home?"

"So it's you..." Dash thought a little surprised to have met Chozen Toguchi after investigating a lot about Dojos in Okinawa. He didn't know exactly if he had a chance to meet this man, but now that he had, he was surprised.

There is no doubt that with the opening of Cobra Kai, many things would change, at least around Daniel LaRusso's life, but he didn't think the change would be so radical many years later.

"You seem to be a good guy, so you shouldn't be getting into trouble. Are you coming from far away to participate in that tournament?" Chozen changed his question upon hearing Dash's silence, which seemed to be in a trance.

"I heard about that tournament just by chance, and after sending my application, I was accepted. It's not a place like I had in mind, so it's suitable for finding strong opponents..."

Chozen nodded calmly and said, "I can see confusion in your eyes. You must be going through a tough time, so just find a way out of all this and face reality."

A man like Chozen, who had overcome his past with Daniel thanks to the help his uncle offered him, was very observant of people's emotions.

Dash at the moment was an open book of emotions he couldn't control, so it was easy for him to see it.

"How was Daniel?" Chozen asked after some time in silence.

Dash, who was unaware of Chozen's feelings about Daniel LaRusso, asked, "Do you know him? I suppose both of you had the same master; you should be good friends, right?"

"Not exactly, we were enemies a long time ago, but I got over it..." Chozen said after a pause.

"I don't know Daniel LaRusso very well, but years ago, his daughter participated in a Karate tournament. He didn't have a chance to win, but I did learn about Mr. Miyagi's Karate."

Chozen nodded, and just as he was about to continue the conversation, he said, "You should go back as it's about to get dark. Come look for me earlier, and we can talk about more things."

It was already late, Dash had been looking for a way to distract himself, and coincidentally, he had come to this place, but it was too late. Therefore, after exchanging some words, Dash said goodbye.

"Daniel..." Chozen murmured as he climbed the mountain towards his Dojo.

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Kapitel 119: The Round of 16

"Welcome to the round of 16; the fights at this stage will be more intense and brutal than before. Each win in the match has increased, so winning right now would lead you to glory."

Dash was among the finalists in the round of 16, after resting for a whole day, he was in perfect condition and ready for the next fight.

What is the difference between a normal tournament and this one besides the blood and fights until the end? Well, what Dash had discovered is that the organizers of this tournament do not want to be seen or bothered.

The rules, of course, can change, something that would start happening in the quarter-finals, but that is not Dash's problem for now. He was focused on his next fight, ready to give it his all.

Santiago advised at his side, "You're lucky, the opponent you're facing was injured in his previous fight, so you just have to keep your distance and come up with a plan to entertain the vultures."

"I understand, don't worry."

"Let the tournament begin; let the first fighters step forward!"

On a huge screen, Dash's image appeared, followed by his opponent, who had been ready for some time.

"Dash Hale against Alejandro López!"

But when they were about to fight, a VIP room, thinking that the fight would be too boring, ordered something private, and the presenter nodded.

"Rule change; competitor Dash Hale faces a challenge from López's sponsor and offers five million to face two opponents who have previously been defeated."

"Those lunatic bastards..." Santiago muttered as he saw three more fighters, no older than twenty, approach the platform.

The whole audience celebrated this; they knew that Dash's chances of being defeated this time were high, so everyone was curious to know what was about to happen.

Dash didn't flinch; he quickly analyzed his opponents and smiled sinisterly. Lately, he had felt guilty about leaving his opponents in bad shape, but he supposed that now that problem would have no presence in this fight.

"If Dash Hale wins, he will not only get the winnings from this competition but also five million dollars," the presenter shouted again as he heard the applause from the others.

But at that moment, a voice was heard in the distance. "Weapons!"

At that moment, several people entered with blunt weapons, and Dash's confused eyes watched as more would happen next.

"The sponsor of Dash Hale has bought a weapon for his fighter; please choose your preferred weapon."

As the showcase with weapons approached, Dash focused his gaze on a wooden stick called a Bo and took it without hesitation.

There were other more lethal weapons, but Dash knew how to use the wooden stick, so he chose it without any hesitation and walked to the center of the arena.

This time, the fights are unique, so Dash was in plain view of everyone as he was surrounded by four people.

"Ready? Fight!" The referee, after starting the fight, left the arena. This type of fight was not at all controllable, so he left the arena as soon as the fight started.

"I can't let them get close to me..." This was Dash's first thought when he knew he was the only one armed, so after starting the fight, he focused first on López, who was injured.

As he took a step forward, the other three figures moved toward him but not quickly enough. At that point, the stick in his hands slid straight toward López's forehead, and the stick's tip, like a violent whip, hit his target with force.

Crack!

In an instant, Dash's movements became those of an exterminator. Stick strike, kicks, rib punches, forehead attacks, and many more were the points where he was attacking with all his might without stopping.

This time, he was sure he would lose the fight, so Dash didn't give many the chance to advance as if they did, his weapon would be useless.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

"I thought I had chosen a useless weapon..." Outside the arena, Jack's expression improved as he saw the good results in the fight after taking the wooden stick.

Although that weapon was normal for many, in the right hands, it could mean a change in a complicated fight, just as it was happening at that moment.

But at that moment, just when Dash had knocked down López and two more figures, he had lost sight of his last target, who had appeared in his left zone.

This forced Dash to let go of the stick and engage in close combat, clashing blows fast enough to overwhelm the crowd. Many of the blows landed on Dash's body as he had completely ignored defense, but his blows landed on specific points to numb his opponent's limbs, who soon retreated due to pain.