2 Mr. Miyagi help me!

Silently cursing in three different languages, I bowed to the six of them. "I am under your care." Let's hope that would prevent them from trying to kill me.

I faced one student first. He was stronger than me, and taller too. Good thing I was a good student.

He rushed to punch me, but I used his impetus against him, making him land face-first into the hard ground. He got up with a red face and tried rushing me again. I was about to use the same movement when I sensed someone behind me.

I bent low and kicked the feet of the guy in from under him, and he landed hard on top of the one that had wanted to surprise me.

I didn't want to have to fight four people at the same time, so I quickly approached the students that were beginning to get on their feet and silently knocked them out with a couple of well-placed hits behind their necks.

Unfortunately, that left me open for another of the students, who came at me with a flying kick.

It sent me to the ground, and I landed with a painful grunt, but rolled away from his follow-up move and stood up a moment later.

You may assk how I got myself here.... well that's an interesting story. Maybe I should begin by telling you how a writer fromt he XXI century ended up in ancient China

It al began six years ago...