"Is he strong?" Devon, sitting next to Dash, looked at him and asked a question.
In simple terms, Jack could be even stronger; Dash could say that achieving such strength would be impossible unless they trained the same way he did, but it would still be very challenging. However, apparently, Jack didn't train with much intensity since childhood, and that's why he was superior, but not by much. In other words, Jack's talent is even greater than Cheng's, speaking in solid terms.
After the confrontation with Jack, Dash realized that he's truly someone who could go very far in terms of fights and could even become a real problem if he improves further.
"He's strong; I'm afraid very few in our dojo could pose a challenge to him," Dash said while looking at his leg, slightly reddened from the blows he had deflected a moment ago.
Even after starting the process to strengthen his bones, he still felt a lot of pain after receiving Jack's blows, something that hadn't happened before.
Hawk, who had been completely defeated, looked at the school with frustration and said, "I knew I shouldn't have gotten involved in things that didn't concern me."
"You did the right thing; if all of this was to save a guy, I don't mind being hit," Demetri said, feeling that Eli, who was his best friend, was changing for the better.
At that moment, Miguel couldn't help but sigh. He caught a glimpse of Dash's fight and could tell that Jack was very strong—more than he expected. So he couldn't stop now that he had won a tournament; he had to be much stronger if he didn't want to feel helpless against these rivals.
"Well, guys, I can't say things went well, but we definitely didn't do anything wrong today. Not only did we win the debate, but we also did the right thing." Dash pointed to some kids in the front seats of the bus and said, "That's why I have a gift for you, a unique one, by the way."
At that moment, the kids distributed several boxes of watches, and Dash pointed out, "Maybe now you don't appreciate the watch in your hands much, but when you're adults, it will be something valuable that people look at firsthand when having a conversation with you."
Devon looked smilingly as Dash, on every opportunity he could, gave gifts to others and said, "Aren't you worried about what might happen to us?"
"You heard it; Professor Daisy said everything was in our favor." Dash didn't worry about such small things.
Although they fought somewhat like gangsters, he hoped this fight wouldn't cause major problems since no one was seriously injured and there wasn't an extensive brawl.
While everyone discussed the fight, Daisy returned to the bus, and after seeing her students so calm as if they hadn't been involved in a fight a moment ago, she waited for everyone to quiet down.
"Silence, everyone, be quiet!" Devon shouted, looking at Professor Daisy, standing in silence.
Dash was the first to ask, "What will you decide?"
"All of you will be suspended for the rest of the week; those involved in the club will be suspended from activities until further notice, and in addition to that, you will participate in something very important."
After saying that, Daisy fell silent for a moment, as if somehow contemplating whether to say it now or after they had arrived home.
"Will we participate in something, like community service?"
Hawk jumped from his seat and shouted, "Never, I won't help pick up dog poop!"
"Friend, who the hell is talking about cat poop?" Demetri looked at Hawk with confusion.
Mitch, who was eating, murmured, "Yeah, I don't think it's cat poop; it could be a dog or even a bear... Like in the movies, that was terrifying."
Daisy furrowed her brows, ignoring the weird guys in her group, and said, "We have decided that to solve future problems in this school, there will be a karate tournament in which you will represent the school and fight officially."
"A tournament?" Dash didn't expect this decision.
Devon smiled slightly and said, "It seems like this is much better."
"All of us? I don't know Karate." A bespectacled boy refused to fight.
Hawk on the side said, "Don't be an idiot; only those who know karate will fight in the tournament."
"That's right, you will form a unique group among all those who know Karate, and the best among you will represent us in this friendly tournament," Daisy said after considering it a lot and pointing out, "If you lose, you will be expelled for much longer."
"And if we win?"
"The whole school will love you."