"By the way, the tournament is happening in two days. Yamamoto told me he'll come here in two days to pick you up. Just giving you advance notice." Tanaka said, relaying Yamamoto's words.
Two days...not too bad.
Noah nodded with appreciation for the information. "Thank you for letting me know. I'll be ready."
Around the dojo, the quiet sound of conversations had started. Students stood clustered in pairs or small groups, whispering to one another as they stole glances at Noah.
His performance during this last sparring session had left an impression, one they were still processing. His speed, control, composure and finally skill were far beyond what they had seen from him just a day before. It was clear to everyone that something extraordinary had taken place during this day of training.
They didn't attribute it to a system or anything supernatural; instead, they attributed it to a potential enlightenment and his monstrous talent.
