While Roka's attention is drawn to his aged Master's amused chuckle, the monks decide to take advantage of the distraction. The first monk punches right at Roka, alerting him to their attack.
"Didn't the Master teach you any manners?" Roka asks, smashing his fist into a monk, and again, finally knocking him out. "At least knock out the person you're attacking!" He says with a laugh, as one monk swings, and is easily dodged, while the other doesn't even require focus, as he swings, and nearly topples out of the posts.
Next, Roka jumps up with his leg raised, dodging an ill timed leg sweep, using one of the kick techniques he was taught, and kicks down on the monk's head, knocking him out. Trying to add an extra attack, Roka tries a twisting kick to the monk on his side, but, while it looks amaizing, it is blocked by the monk, which disappoints Roka Immensly.
"Should have been impressed. I would have dealt with you in a nicer way." Roka says, with an annoyed look, as he backhands the monk, knocking him to the ground.
"Just you and me, now." Roka says, motioning for the last monk. "Go for your best shot. No chance it'll work." Roka adds, dropping all his guard.
Of course, his show of bravado fails him, as the monk grabs at Roka's legs, causing Roka to fall over. Miraculously, Roka stays on top of the posts, and, using his strength, flips himself back up, sending the monk on his legs, flying.