Sakura Bushido Martial Arts School.
"Ya!"
One hundred students aligned perfectly, following the training of a straight punch. Their bodies moved in sync with their Sensei, Chozen, and each maintained a serious expression on their faces.
"Ya!"
Pum!
The punches thrown into the air resonated in the vast space they shared, and each student felt in tune with the training.
"Double front punch!"
"Ya!"
Pum! Pum!
"Lower position, elimination strike!"
Pum!
Mr. Chozen struck towards the air but directed it towards the ground, and all his students subsequently did the same.
Throughout this time, he had prided himself on his students strictly adhering to his training. Each of them had shown incredible potential, and among all the classes, his was the most disciplined.
As a Karate Sensei, Chozen simulated fights, warmed up, and taught students new movements. Mr. Kim handled deeper combats, teaching students a different aspect of fights. As for the rest of the teachers, they were responsible for teaching other disciplines.
"Front kick!"
"Ya!"
Pum!
Daniel, who had arrived at Sakura Bushido Dojo, was surprised by its beauty from the outside. It was evident that this place was top-notch just by looking at the exterior, which harmonized well with nature.
Upon entering the building, he saw students talking about various things, all of them wearing Karate, Kung Fu uniforms, or simply dressed in regular clothes.
"Can I help you, sir?" An attendant at the entrance approached Daniel and asked with a respectful voice.
Daniel was surprised, thinking he was talking to a master of this place, but upon closer inspection, he realized that wasn't the case. "I'm just checking out the place..."
"Are you planning to enroll any of your children in this martial arts school? If so, you're in the best place in the whole Valley. Would you like to see the results of our students upon entering this school?" In front of Daniel, the attendant, responsible for many parents visiting the facilities, took out a smart tablet with all the necessary information.
Daniel, aware of the confusion, shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm actually looking for Sensei Chozen."
"Mr. Chozen? Oh, now that I see it, you're Mr. LaRusso... I see. Please, follow me," said the attendant, showing the way to where Mr. Chozen was at that moment.
On the way, Daniel saw more students and asked, "Haven't the classes started yet?"
"Oh, no. Usually, the more experienced ones train on their own or help newcomers with their training. Classes for those who are more advanced are only on weekends, so they are not strictly required to attend. They prefer to train on the new machines that have recently arrived from China..."
The veterans at Sakura Bushido had three to five years of training, and they had classes at such a low price due to their value that usually, a hundred dollars covered the membership for the whole year, and they could even earn money.
Although Dash didn't make much money with the Dojo, the brand had a very high value, especially in official competitions. That's why he valued his more experienced students; they were, after all, the sharpest sword in this branch, and they would be winning important competitions.
Many dojos worldwide hoped to face competitors from Sakura Bushido; they were the rivals to beat in major tournaments. Sometimes, the branch in China competed against this one in official competitions.
In more important tournaments, all of Sakura Bushido joined forces and created a strong team that had not lost in recent years, at least in tournaments where the entire roster was included.
"It's here..." The attendant pointed to the door, and Daniel nodded upon entering, took off his shoes, and began to walk on the mat covering the entire floor inside.
"Double front punch!" Chozen shouted while looking at his students sternly.
"Ya!"
Pum! Pum!
Daniel could see firsthand the absolute coordination of the students in this Dojo. From what he could see at first glance, there were more than a hundred, which was absolutely impressive.
At that moment, Devon, who was among the students, saw Daniel LaRusso, took a step forward, and shouted, "Break!"
"Ya!"
Having the authority of the whole class along with Dash and a few more students, all the young ones shouted and assumed a rest position without hesitation.
Chozen, who knew someone had entered, sighed and said, "You took a long time to come and visit me. I was about to come see you this afternoon..."
Daniel, who knew he was in the presence of Chozen, nervously walked towards him and said, "It would have been even more surprising the way I found out that you were teaching at this Dojo. What are you doing here?"
"Should I answer you?" Chozen asked in a cold voice.