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On the walls of a hospital room, where the shadows of death intertwine with the destinies of those who still want to live, Dash Hale, who knows that he was near his end, laughs self-deprecatingly when he knows that the time was approaching of his death.

By the time he believed that he was at the end of it, his life blossoms similar to a Sakura tree but things are not the same as in his past life.

When he realizes that he is in a world where Karate and Kung Fu are more relevant than he thought since he recognized certain people who until before his death were fiction, Dash with his new opportunity to enjoy his life embarks on your most ardent desires.

At some point, everyone will fall before the dragon warrior who will grow in values and pride.

Cobra Kai: The Dragon Warrior

What many young fighters in any martial art take a long time to learn is the discipline they take even longer to train: resistance to blows. No one believes in micro-fractures in their bones to have better endurance or in strong muscles trained for high resistance, and they avoid this because it is very painful.

Danny increased his speed even more; his terrifying attacks were so fast that Hawk was completely overwhelmed. As they watched this scene resembling a chase, some spectators couldn't help but fall completely silent as they saw how Hawk was completely suppressed by the mysterious Danny.

Many people in the crowd trembled a bit, feeling how Hawk could lose very easily. They had initially believed that Hawk could give Danny a good fight before winning, but now, seeing the results of this fight, they couldn't believe they were so weak.

As for the admiration of the spectators, Hawk didn't pay much attention to it. His eyes remained glued to Danny's threatening attacks. Even though he was being hit hard and fast, Danny's eyes didn't seem to change.

While retreating quickly, Hawk stopped after having moved back to the limits of the arena where they were fighting. His eyes focused on Danny's body, observing the gaps where he could attack.

While Hawk delivered a rather fierce counterattack, he smiled maliciously, knowing that he could end Danny if these attacks hit directly against his body. But technicalities like these didn't matter to Danny; his feet were placed in a strong position, and he attacked a little faster.

As the wave of punches approached, Hawk, who had the upper hand, thought for a moment that he would win as long as he was even faster.

In the midst of this exchange of attacks, Hawk could swear that he would be faster if somehow he could pierce through Danny's punches aimed at his chest.

Miguel's right fist struck Danny's chest; the punch was so strong that Hawk felt he had won the match.

But at that moment, with an incredulous look, Danny continued forward, breaking through any minimal resistance.

In a few breaths, Hawk received more than ten blows to his body so quickly that very few could see it.

While delivering these blows, Danny didn't use all his strength and didn't want to harm Hawk, so he stepped back after connecting those punches.

After abandoning the idea of harming people as he did before, Danny believed that sports fights would be fairer and make more sense in the future.

"Continuing to fight would get us nowhere; I hit your nerves, so you'll be a little stunned for a while," Danny said, looking at Hawk trying to get up.

At that moment, there was a dead silence around, and Johnny, who was the first to react, said, "Winner, Danny!"

"I can keep going!!!" Hawk shouted, feeling bitterness coursing through his body.

Johnny approached his student, helped him stand, and said, "You did a good job; don't overexert yourself."

"Come on, Mitch!" Johnny asked for help from one of his students.

When Miguel saw how Hawk was defeated in just a few seconds of carelessness, he felt for a moment that Danny was more brutal and stronger than Jack. There was no comparison; Danny was a powerful opponent they couldn't play tricks on.

"Robby, step forward!" Johnny said, giving his son the next opportunity to fight.

In Silence