Part-112
A sense ency settled over James. He o be prepared. He o be stronger, faster, and more skilled. With that thought, he decided to seek out Coach Gin once again. He needed more pointers, more training, and most importantly, a way to ter Limon's uable aggression.
The Judo club awaited, a sanctuary where he could foproving his skills. As he stepped onto the mat, a renewed determination fueled his movements. The memory of Limon's smug face served as a stant reminder of the challenges ahead.
James approached Coach Gin, his voice filled with determination. "Coach," he began, "I need you to go all out. No holding back."
Coach Gin raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. "Are you sure about that, James?" he asked, his voice low.
James nodded, his resolve unwavering. "I o know where I stand," he replied.
Currently, James boasts a biat total of 106.7. His current status card reads as follows:
Strength (STR) - 23
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Dexterity (DEX) - 17.9
Intelligence (INT) - 18
Wisdom (WIS) - 20.3
Charisma (CHA) - 49
Refleg on his progress, James remembered that the st time he faced Coach Gin, his biats were at 90. He was eager to see how much of a difference his current stats would make in his performahis time around.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. With his strength, stitution, aerity all improved, he was hopeful that he would fare better against the formidable coach. His increased intelligend wisdom would also py a role in his strategic thinking and deaking during the sparring session.
As he prepared for the uping challenge, James felt a mix of excitement aermination. He was ready to test his limits and see how much stronger he had bee since his st enter with Coach Gin. This time, he hoped to stay o longer and withstand the coach's powerful moves, proving to himself just how far he had e.
Coach Gin stepped onto the mat, a serious expression repg his usual calm demeanor. The atmosphere in the dojo shifted, the pyful sparring session morphing into a high-stakes battle.
The first few minutes were a blur. Coach Gin's attacks were relentless, each move a testament to his years of experience. James, despite his improved skills, found himself stantly on the defensive. He was thrown to the grouedly, his body ag with every impact. Yet, he refused to give up. With each fall, he found a new source of strength, a determination to endure.
The miicked by, the pain in his body being a distant ache. James focused on his breathing, on maintaining his bance, on finding an opening. He blocked a powerful punch, tered with a sweep, but Coach Gin's experience was too vast. He was thrown again, this time nding with a thud that sent a jolt of pain through his body.
But James refused to stay down. He pushed himself up, his legs trembling, his vision blurred. He knew he wasn't going to win this fight, but he wouldn't lose without a fight. The mission required him to survive for two minutes, and he was determio see it through.

