Kapitel 221: The Day Has Arrived

"I can assure you, I'm in perfect condition; I can jump without feeling any pain in my ribs!" Dash shouted as he took small jumps behind Devon, who was buying ice cream.

The day of the inter-school tournament had arrived, and the atmosphere was lively. Obviously, competition between the two schools generated hostility, but Dash had not gotten involved at this point.

"When you mentioned you wanted to talk about something, you never mentioned this. Didn't you say it was better to focus on competitions that really matter?" Devon looked at Dash and handed him his coffee-flavored ice cream.

Dash ignored Devon's displeasure and pointed out, "I just thought it would be amazing to fight together. Don't you think so?"

"Do you trust me so little?" Devon turned around.

"That's a misunderstanding; it's not my intention to say I don't trust you. But if advancing or not depends on someone else, it's better to go together," Dash hastily said, noticing Devon's calm look, which seemed uninterested but was quite the opposite.

"Haha!" Devon laughed with a little joy in his eyes. He chuckled lightly, sending slight shivers down Dash's spine. He didn't bring up the topic again.

"I'm being honest."

"In that case, let's fight together in the next national dojo competition. I heard they'll implement the same rules as in this competition, so we could learn important things."

"You're absolutely right." Dash finally gave up trying to participate. In the end, he knew this competition would offer little besides facing Jack, so he was well aware they could cross paths in other places.

After that, both boarded the waiting bus, and surprisingly, Chozen, Daniel, and Johnny decided to accompany them in this competition, knowing their students were about to participate together. Dash, at the back of the bus, realized that this trio was terrifying. Few knew how legendary these students were individually, but he was well aware of how incredible they were when gathered in one place.

Now that hostilities seemed to have diminished, things among the students had cooled down even more, and each one showed their differences in training.

That was for the best; outside the dojo, it was better not to talk about karate or take it into account, as it would bring more problems than benefits.

"Hawk, did you go back to your purple hair color?" A boy looked at Hawk's hair color and asked with some curiosity.

Upon hearing this question, Hawk showed no displeasure or anger and simply replied, "They told me this color looks better on me."

"Red would make you look more intimidating."

"I think the same."

There was a cheerleading team that had accompanied them to the event, and all students could attend the competition as long as they were interested. As it was a significant competition, everyone was excited and expectant, waiting to see what would happen.

When they arrived at the school grounds, Johnny stood in front of everyone and said, "You know, guys, break bones and greet afterward. The enemy must be crushed mercilessly in special competitions."

"That's not so important; remember to have fun and, most importantly, learn what the rival can show you." Daniel intervened in the conversation to clarify this point to his students.

Johnny looked at Daniel and whispered, "What kind of crap is that?"

"We can't tell them to break their rivals' bones."

"These kids hit Hawk and your student Demetri. Do you want to show leniency?"

Johnny looked at Daniel with astonishment and regretted that this guy had been invited.

Chozen, who was slightly in favor of Johnny, said, "Broken bones don't matter; they usually heal with time, but pride is a bigger wound that takes longer to heal."

"For the love of God..." Daniel gave up, knowing he was contradicting two stubborn men.

"You heard them, guys, no mercy!"

"Yes!"

Dash, as he wouldn't be fighting, brought a trumpet in his backpack and blew it loudly. "Come on, guys, whoever loses has to run a naked marathon."

"Yes!"

Everyone cheered happily, but after realizing what they had supported, they quickly refused to participate in that activity, but it was too late.

Johnny, who heard that, shouted, "That applies only to the guys; don't get excited, you demons' offspring."

"Does that apply to binary genders?"

Daniel looked at the boy holding a camera and asked, "What did you say?"

"It's better if I don't say anything, or I'll leave him halfway." Johnny gave up on that conversation.

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Kapitel 222: The Arrival

"Wasabi Warriors? How does that sound like Korean food?" Johnny looked at the Wasabi Warriors' flags and immediately criticized the name.

Daniel, beside him, almost had a vein explode on his forehead and said, "Wasabi is a plant used as a condiment in Japanese cuisine. Where did you read it's from Korea?"

"I don't read," Johnny said as he walked towards his students to give them orders.

Chozen got off the bus, stretched, and muttered, "My back isn't what it used to be; I'll need a therapist."

Daniel was left speechless. He couldn't believe the kind of team that had been formed to represent the school, and he wasn't exactly sure why he was in this place.

In the distance, Dash had descended with a huge flag on his back and shouted, "Anyone not cheering for the team because they're looking for a girlfriend in this school will be beaten in a group until they cry blood."

"Yes!"

The Sakura Bushido boys began to arrive in groups, and their task was to deliver T-shirts, sweets, and job opportunities as part of the family.

"How smart I am; what matters now are the businesses..." Dash had shared his goal of buying a good house before leaving school.

Demetri, who was alone as moral support, said, "How clever these guys are. Do they manage the businesses around here? We should demand half of the profits; they're making money at our expense."

"Who do you think finances the tournament?" Devon asked, ignoring Demetri's useless complaints.

"That makes sense."

"Let's go, Cobra Kai!" Johnny shouted as he advanced with his students, lined up as if they were in the middle of a military base.

Dash was amazed at their resistance to shame and said, "I couldn't do that."

"We have to gather everyone; we need to boost morale," Devon said, seeing how lively the surroundings were.

But Dash simply walked towards a hot dog stand and ordered two. After all, they had to eat, and what better place to do it than here?

"If that hurts you later, I hope it's not in the middle of the competition."

"Are you sure you don't want any?" Dash asked, slightly surprised that Devon wasn't interested in eating when it was one of his well-hidden hobbies.

When they entered the school facilities, Dash didn't have to participate in many routines since the other senseis would take care of that.

"Listen well!" Chozen said, ignoring the fact that Sakura Bushido's best student was next to him, enjoying some huge hot dogs.

"This competition should be taken as preparation for the national dojo competition in pairs. You shouldn't think about anything other than your own strategies, and remember that now all of you together belong to a single team."

Johnny, on the side, shouted loudly, "Remember to break all their bones!"

"Train your defense; it's not important to win but to learn." Daniel, who was like water against fire, said these words to his now larger group of students.

Chozen frowned and said, "Despite the differences, you must find a balance and know that you are the only ones aware of your surroundings."

"Does that mean you're calling the others stupid?" Demetri appeared behind Chozen and said these words while holding some huge churros.

Chozen, who turned around, said, "Both senseis don't agree, so we'll ignore the fact that they have different mentalities. If you can't understand your differences and complement each other, it means we're not a strong team."

"Despite having understood and limited the problems, I'm sure they'll have a long way to go for everyone to understand their differences," Dash said, putting his arm around Devon's shoulders, who was more serious than usual.

Dash had learned that she wanted to officially defeat Kim, and when Devon sets her mind to something, she fights so hard that it's impossible for anyone to stop her.

By the time each sensei gave a short speech to their respective students, a competition administrator said, "Students participating, go to the mat. The rest can go to the reserved seats for you."

Dash looked at Devon and said, "Good luck; I look forward to your victory."

"I'll take care of winning this competition," Devon said as she said goodbye to Dash with a small kiss.

Once the students were ready, Dash entered with the others into a gigantic pavilion, where at least a thousand people were eagerly waiting to see them fight.

"Darn it; I hope to see some blood."

"The women's fights will surely be the most boring; we can go look for a girlfriend while they fight."

Dash heard comments of all kinds, but ignoring all of them, he sat down and said, "No fighting as an audience; endure, and only strike back if they're the first to hit."