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Sam turned his head and looked at his master as he deflected a blast of ki off into the distance. The power from it was rather strong considering it came from such a small person. In front of Sam the alien visitor moved to dodge it and returned to complete composure as it sailed off into the distance, albeit after a slightly angered outburst at the child. What soon followed was what Sam had been waiting for, an offer to spar. The offer was made in such a polite and respectful manner it caught Sam off guard, especially given the other two people he had met had been so boistrous and to be frank, egotistical. 

[color=6ecff6]"I accept your offer Colda. If you follow me we can use our World Tournament scale arena out the back."[/color] Sam began walking the moment he finished speaking, gesturing with his hand to follow. As they walked Sam could hear Kojiro and the young lad begin their fight. Entering the old style wooden building gave view to some of the internal rooms which included a gym, kitchen and fairly large hall. The most interesting part of the interior was the pictures of a young Master Kojiro from his time fighting at the old World Tournaments. Sam had only ever known him as being an old, grey haired man and so to see him as a young man was still jarring even after all his years at the dojo.

As the pair walked Sam gave Colda a brief background on Master Kojiro. [color=6ecff6]"If you take a look at the walls you can see Master Kojiro from his youth fighting at various tournaments. He started off winning local and regional tournaments before being allowed onto the big stage. His first several attempts ended in defeat to a close rival but eventually, when he had mastered his art, Master Kojiro defeated him."[/color] Sam gestured with a finger to the final photo on the wall which showcased a cut and bruised Master Kojiro stood above an opponent laying outside of the ring area. [color=6ecff6]"This is the photo of the moment he won his first World Tournament. A couple more followed but this is the one that meant the most to him."[/color]

Soon enough the pair had cleared the dojo and found themselves in a large open area. A large, elevated concrete platform was surrounded by grass. Sam gestured to Colda to stand on one side of the platform while he took the other. [color=6ecff6]"This is an exact replica of the arena that Master Kojiro was victorious in. The arena had been a showcase for many great battles throughout the World Tournament's history and I would hope that we could do it the honour of another epic contest. For that to happen we need to fight to our fullest. Master Kojiro has the means to heal all our wounds, so do not hold back. Promise me that you will not hold back."[/color] Sam took up a fighting stance and stared right at Colda. [color=6ecff6]"This is the strangest way to meet someone, we do not make a habit of fighting everyone who visits us. This great power that has recently appeared scares my master and for that to happen, it means the planet is in grave danger. I thank you for your help in training."[/color] Sam nodded his head in acknowledgement of Colda before charging hi ki around him. Dust and small bits of debris began to kick into the air as his power began to swell. [color=6ecff6]"Know this Colda, I will not hold back. I will fighting to my maximum as it is the only true way to gain strength...now...let's fight!"[/color] Sam stood waiting for Colda, giving the newcomer the opportunity to make the first move.
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[color=f7976a]"It nice to meet you Wa..."[/color] before Kojiro could fully respond, the feline had leapt forward at him. Kojiro stood still and allowed the boy to close the distance. With a bit of [i]special maneuvering[/i] he had learnt from a monk in a distant monastary, Kojiro smiled as the lads attempt to catch his dangly bits game up short. [color=f7976a]"I learnt to avoid those cheap shots when life was still in black and white,"[/color] mocked the old man with a gutteral laugh. [color=f7976a]"I'll have my turn now."[/color] In a blink Kojiro had disappeared, his speed still the same as it had been decades ago. 

Reappearing behind the child Kojiro tapped him on the shoulder, quickly disappearing again as the contact was made. He reappeard over to his side and poked out his tongue with an audible noise that a child would to tease someone. Disappearing one last time, the old man appeared next to the kid once more but this time flung his hand towards Wain's face attempting to open palm slap him. For the time being he only intended to rile the boy up, trying to gauge how deep his power went. It was the exact same way in which he had turned Sam into the fighter he had become.