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Jack was of course, concerned. He did respect the wrestling of the bear. It was just these 'higher levels' intrigued him even more, because a bear would look little compared to what he would be able to do when he would grow stronger and more powerful as a martial artist.

"Yes, Master. If worst comes to worst and you feel Joey is causing trouble in town, I should go. He hasn't got any beef against my training, seeing as he's still above me. I just hope he listens…I was praising Saulong's training also. He might take it the wrong way."

Taking his dishes and washing them himself, he bowed, before returning to practice the Kata once more, eager to begin his Kata. If Cordelia followed, he would pay no attention. The echo went through his mind: With Sixteen mistakes, it only takes one to die.

"Then I would die sixteen deaths over…" He sighed, inhaling a deep breath, and beginning the stance. "The Ultimate Grandmaster of Ansatsuken cannot have doubts, nor any failure. Like when Master Ryuken gave us our homeschool work: We could put college experts to shame with our most basic knowledge. But only because we perfected it…"

He began with the first move: no, wait. It went slightly different from the first, most importantly with the left hand, followed by right leg and right hand, and then left knee…