"I need to go to the bathroom. Can you watch my drink?" Dash handed his soda to Devon and headed to the restroom.
"Sure, if you don't come back soon, I might just drink it myself."
"Then I'd buy another, but it's a pity for you since I won't take long..." Dash ran to the men's restroom with a slight smile on his face.
All the things he had done today were incredible, and he didn't feel guilty about not training. He needed to spend some days like this as it helped a lot with his mental state. The courage he had gathered to prove he could be strong was something he had successfully done so far, but he ignored the fact that there were amazing things he had wanted to do before and had stopped thinking about them after waking up in this life.
"That tournament feels very familiar..." Dash thought, unable to get the annual tournament held in this place out of his head.
He obviously knew about the tournament in China because he knew Dre Parker and all the details that needed to be checked to confirm that it was the same story, considering there was Cheng, Mr. Han, and other details he couldn't remember.
Maybe in his past life, there were countless similar tournaments, but in this life, it was important to Dash for many personal reasons. The excuse that he was familiar with Dre and the Kung Fu tournament was just the step he wanted to take to see how strong he could make his body, which was once weak.
That was his dream—to be the true dragon and reach the top where many warriors had stepped at least once in their lives.
When Dash came out of the bathroom, he looked toward Devon and was surprised to see her arguing with some guys who seemed to be about the same age.
Those guys looked like idiots from a long distance away, so Dash immediately knew that they were messing with Devon, looking for trouble and fun for themselves.
"Spilling my drink, you should at least apologize for that." Devon shook her hand, covered in soda, and stopped when she saw Dash approaching silently.
"Have you heard that, Kyler? She wants you to pay for the drink you spilled. This is the first time a girl has spoken to me like this."
"Is something wrong, Devon?" Dash walked toward Devon and stepped in front of the guys who clearly intended to be idiots.
"The idiot with spiky hair threw your drink at me intentionally, he should apologize; that's the least he can do." Devon said, reserving her last intentions of giving those guys a beating.
"You're talking in a very pathetic tone. Do you think your loser boyfriend can handle the four of us?"
"You must be Kyler. We'll let this go as long as you keep walking." Dash didn't want to fight more with guys his age; it would be abusing his knowledge as a fighter.
"It's a shame your girl isn't my type; she's too much of a kid for my tastes."
Dash was left speechless by the attitudes of the guys his age. How is it that many of them act like this?
"You shouldn't have said that..." Dash wanted to shout at that idiot that they were kids. How could a kid in the growth stage be attractive?
"Haha, I want to see what you'll do, damn loser." Kyler, who stared at Dash with amusement, prepared his right leg, exerted force on his joints, and stared coldly at Dash, who seemed to be having fun.
Currently, Dash had been looking for some real combat experience, and although inexperienced kids weren't the best choice, it was good for them to get a beating so they would understand how tough life would be when they grow up.
At this moment, preparing a move in Dash's mind that he wanted to try with this guy, he started to move.
Taking a bit of momentum, Dash jumped but not enough to use his spinning kick on Kyler's jaw; instead, he wanted it to hit his shoulder since the results would be more controlled. After all, a wrong hit could end a person's life, and that's the last thing he wanted in his life.
Pum!
The momentum of the kick, the force exerted, and Kyler's bad posture made him fall to the ground and writhe in pain after receiving Dash's kick on his shoulder.
At the same time that Dash kicked Kyler, another guy moved from his left side and tried to punch him, but at that moment, Devon also launched a kick.
"What the hell is this?" Kyler screamed in pain and looked at Dash with much more fear.
"This is Kung Fu, arrogant idiot." Devon pointed at Kyler with her hand and gave him a curse with her middle finger.
"Is no one going to do anything?" Kyler looked at his friends, expecting them to move.
"Friend, he knows Karate..."
"Darn it, he just said it's Kung Fu, idiot." Kyler got up hastily.
However, at that moment, Dash wasn't as stupid as to let him get up like that, so he directed a momentum kick to Kyler's chest to prevent him from standing.
"Ah, damn coward, let me get up."
At that moment, Dash smiled and said, "Well, we apologize for giving you a little kick; does anyone else have a problem?"
"None..."
"Hey, is someone fighting?" A police officer on duty in this place looked at the whole crowd that had gathered.
"They're kids, hahaha, those guys are incredible."
Devon, who saw that things were about to get out of control, took a step forward and kicked Kyler, this time in the balls, before running away with Dash.
"Haha, that idiot deserved it."
"You'll leave him without kids..." Dash thought, feeling a bit sorry for Kyler, who had received that painful blow.
Seeing that things had escalated to this point, both decided to go back home, and Dash, who agreed, took Devon home first before returning to his own.