Under everyone's watchful gaze, two groups walked into the park plaza from different directions.
On one side, Yi Beidou led the way, dressed in loose-fitting sportswear like a young man out for a morning jog. Meng Qianyuan, Zhou Baiwei, and Yang Mutong followed behind him.
On the other side, Yuri wore a loose, black hoodie. Derek and several other white youths followed him, each one incredibly tall, almost like giants.
The two groups didn't approach each other, stopping about thirty meters apart.
"It really is Mr. Yi! I never thought I'd get to see him fight someone on his level with my own eyes!"
The members of the Dexing Martial Arts Club looked excited. They were arguably the first to realize there was something special about Mr. Yi, so they held a particular fondness for him.
'You have to win! Represent our Donghua Martial Arts Dao and defeat this invading foe!'
