The newcomer, alone.
His steps, steady.
With the casual grace of a stroll in the courtyard, he terrified tens of thousands into immobility.
In the sacred land—
One man, overwhelming tens of thousands!
It was the Martial Arts Association that felt the dread.
This alone was enough to make his name immortal!
But the moment the man waved his hand, thousands of students' hearts pounded wildly.
Even Jerry Anderson, holding onto the railing, couldn't help but grip it a bit tighter.
All was calm and peaceful.
Not a single anomaly.
It seemed like mere trickery.
But those with keen eyes spotted two figures emerging from afar.
One on the left, one on the right, racing on their horses!
Leaving behind a cloud of dust in their wake.
Finally, the two arrived behind the man.
They dismounted.
Whoosh!
Each man raised his battle flag high.
Golden Dragon Devouring the Sun!
At the moment the flags fluttered, the man slowly lifted his head.