The instructor walked slowly toward his opponent, his aura steady.
"Another one here to die?" The Holy Arbiter paused in surprise.
He had not expected the instructor to dare come alone.
"Aren't you afraid of dying?"
"Is there any way to die more stirring than falling on the battlefield?" The instructor smiled scornfully. "Death... is a Dragon Kingdom soldier's final medal."
"Heh." The Holy Arbiter stopped what he was doing and approached the instructor with an inscrutable air. "I've changed my mind. A true warrior deserves my full strength."
The Holy Arbiter's body slowly rose into the air.
The snow on the ground melted in an instant.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.
The Judgment Holy Sword slowly slid from its sheath in his hand.
"Fight me!"
The instructor drew a deep breath, crouched like a beast, and shot forward like a cannonball.
The might of Eight Awakenings swept across the earth.
His terrifying aura tore the ground apart.
His heavy, powerful punch struck like a meteor.
"Thousandfold Fist!"
There were no unnecessary flourishes. His opening move was a killing blow.
Thud!
A muffled impact rang out.
The Holy Arbiter held one arm in front of him to guard. The moment they made contact, his smile vanished.
He had not felt pain like the pain shooting through his arm for years.
Scrape, scrape, scrape.
The Holy Arbiter's feet carved furrows over ten meters long in the ground.
Disbelief covered his face. Someone at Eight Awakenings had actually driven him back with one punch?
"You're the first person at Eight Awakenings to make me feel threat-"
Before he could finish speaking-
Thud, thud, thud!
A rapid pounding of footsteps rang out.
The instructor and the Holy Arbiter turned at the same time.
A white blur.
A Silver-Striped Giant Tiger came flying toward them too