"You still have a chance to win, but there are too many things to consider, and that's the time, the points, and how you'll win the match," Johnny said, looking at Miguel, who was about to face Jack. For Johnny, he knew Miguel would win, but the chances of advancing to the next round were slim due to Tory's complete loss.
"I won't lose, Sensei!" Miguel was determined to win this match at any cost, but he knew it wouldn't be easy.
In front of Miguel and the rest, Jack started hopping from side to side, waiting for Miguel to climb up. His gaze was indifferent; he feared no opponent, and his only goal was to eventually defeat Dash, who was now in the cheering audience.
The referee looked at the competitors and nodded, raised his straight hands, and said, "Look at me, Bow."
"Look at each other, Bow!"
Devon and Claire greeted each other. Then the referee initiated the match.
"Fight!"
Miguel, understanding that he wasn't a match in terms of strength, immediately began attacking with maximum speed at specific points to score technical points. Jack, who was alert, began deflecting Miguel's attacks with relative ease, demonstrating his good defense.
When both figures clashed, everyone watching this match knew they were two skilled fighters.
Pum!
A vigorous force exploded on Miguel's defense, and he stepped back several times, feeling numbness in his shoulder. Looking at Jack, he knew that everything Dash had told him was true, and he became even more alert.
Watching as Jack attacked again, Miguel knew he had to be faster. With unsettling looks in his eyes, Miguel clenched his teeth and unleashed a kick towards Jack's right side.
Pum!
But once again, Jack's defense seemed impenetrable, and at the moment Miguel wanted to step back, he found that Jack had grabbed his leg.
As he tried to step back, Miguel knew there was no possibility of doing so and tried to attack, but found himself incapacitated by the distance. By the time he wanted to lean his body back, a punch landed on his right chest, and when released by Jack, Miguel, who was cornered, fell backward.
"Point!"
Miguel, who knew that no matter what he did now, he had lost, took more time than usual to get up. "Then it would already be lost."
Once on his feet, Miguel, who had nothing to lose, prepared to at least tire Jack enough for others to have more opportunity to win.
"Ready? Fight!"
While both exchanged attacks, Johnny approached his son, who was watching the match, and said, "It'll be in your hands to defeat that guy; you have to watch your stance and execute the attack better."
Robby was a little surprised but nodded in the end. He glanced briefly at his father and asked, "Shouldn't you be supporting the others?"
"I know you're as good as Miguel; you both have your differences, but you have a chance to beat Jack," Johnny said, looking at his son with a more serious and mature expression.
Robby, who nodded, asked, "So when do you think I should attack?"
"Use a feint when he attacks and, while deflecting the attacks with your defense, attack in the low zone," Johnny said, having analyzed Jack enough to say this.
While Miguel fought the last round, Robby studied his attacks with Johnny, who was giving advice to his son.
When Miguel had reached a stalemate, he smiled slightly, knowing he had lost. Before being hit, he attacked once again on Jack's left shoulder.
"Point!"
Regardless of whether it was now two to one, Miguel feared the fight, knowing he didn't have much energy left. He dodged Jack's attacks while retreating.
Jack knew what he was doing, but Miguel was good enough to know he couldn't make a mistake. He decided to lose the next two points. As soon as Miguel won the match, he knew exactly that Jack didn't want to show more resistance and ended up winning the fight.
"In this case, we have five points to three, which means Jack and Kim's team has finished as winners and advances to the next round," said the announcer through the loudspeaker.