Chapter 10 ━ john kreese

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CHAPTER TEN

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CHAPTER TEN. john kreese
( cobra kai )

THE DOJANG HUMMED with the sharp rhythm of synchronized strikes

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THE DOJANG HUMMED with the sharp rhythm of synchronized strikes. Sensei Kim Da-Eun stood at the center, her gaze like steel as her students executed the Viper Attack flawlessly. Each movement, every step, was a testament to their rigorous discipline.

"My students' abilities far exceed what you had in America," Kim said, her tone sharp and authoritative. "Our training here is more intense. More precise. And more demanding."

A shout from a student punctuated her statement as Yoon Do-Jin, the dojang's star pupil, finished his demonstration with a devastating final strike. Kreese observed from the side, a faint smirk crossing his face.

"What do you call that combo?" he asked, curiosity laced with approval.

Kim responded in Korean, "Viper Attack. It is designed to penetrate even the most advanced defense. When executed correctly, it leaves the opponent's head completely vulnerable." She gestured toward Yoon. "Yoon Do-Jin. His family has trained here for generations. He wears the geum baeji because he is our best student. Whatever you ask of Yoon, he will execute to perfection."

Kreese's smirk deepened. "Impressive."

Jae-sung moved with blistering speed, demonstrating the attack. His movements were fluid, almost effortless, each strike snapping with deadly precision. He finished with a powerful, resounding shout.

"That's how you do it!" Jae-sung barked in Korean.

Sensei Kim quickly turned to disdain as her gaze shifted to Kwon Jae-Sung. "Kwon Jae-Sung!" she snapped. "You did not follow the lesson."

Kwon scoffed, stepping forward with an exaggerated shrug. "It's a waste of time. Just go straight for the head. No head, no fight."

Kim's expression hardened, but her voice was calm, almost icy. "No shortcuts. And for your defiance, you will have a new assignment."

Kwon smirked. "Whatever it is, I can do it."

Kim's lips twitched into a faint smile. "I am sure you can. Go and clean my grandfather's toilet."

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