Reborn as the Candle Dragon, I became the strongest academy guardian beast.

The dungeon walkthrough is complete, and the Demon Suppression Tower slowly disappears in the light.

Lin Fan and Kimura Arashi reappeared.

In front of the live broadcast camera, Lin Fan held a spear, his body crackling with purple lightning, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, exuding youthful heroism.

In stark contrast, Kimura Arashi slumped to the ground, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, her eyes filled with the terror of surviving a near-death experience, looking utterly wretched.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments, almost all of them criticizing Arashi Kimura.

Takeo Yamada's expression was rather unpleasant.

He never expected that Kimura Arashi would lose to Qinglong Academy in a game he thought he was sure to win.

Takeo Yamada gritted his teeth secretly.

To boost morale, he had no choice but to stand in front of the camera and pretend to be nonchalant, saying, "Everyone, please calm down. There are three matches in total. Losing one is okay, as long as we win the next two, right?"

"The principal is right." Sato Takeru stepped forward, his massive body, weighing over 300 pounds, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

"I prefer real, hard-fought battles. Let's just have the second and third matches as direct combat." He turned to Kong Bowen, grinned, and said in broken Da Xia Wen, "Hey big guy over there, do you dare to be my opponent?"

Kong Bowen did not answer immediately, but turned to look at Su Chen.

Seeing Su Chen nod slightly, he replied without hesitation, "Why wouldn't I dare?"

A hint of joy flashed in Takeo Yamada's eyes.

Sato Takeru may seem reckless, but he is actually shrewd beneath his rough exterior, and he chose his opponents perfectly.

Sato Takeru's martial spirit is extremely powerful; it is the S-rank martial spirit, the [Mammoth].

In terms of strength, he has never seen anyone who can stand up to Takeru Satoh in a head-on confrontation.

The student from Qinglong Academy named Kong Bowen was two meters tall with bulging muscles all over his body, clearly a power-type martial soul possessor.

Strength against strength is precisely what Takeru Satoh excels at!

The viewers in the live stream also breathed a sigh of relief.

"They actually dared to send someone with a power-type martial soul to fight Sato Takeru head-on! The Azure Dragon Academy really underestimates our Sakura Country!"

"The only pity is that Kimura Arashi, that good-for-nothing, lost a game. Even if we win the remaining two games, we still won't get the right to explore the Great Xia's secret realm."

"Alright then, getting three S-level cultivation techniques is quite a big loss for the Great Xia School."

Sato Takeru and Kong Bowen arrived at the center of the playground.

Sato Takeru glanced at Kong Bowen, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes, and said again in broken Mandarin, "Let me warn you beforehand, in a contest of strength, I have yet to meet an opponent!"

"Strength?" Kong Bowen looked puzzled. "I'm just a weak scholar, why would I compare strength with you?"

"Can't even kill a chicken? A scholar?" Upon hearing this, Sato Takeru stared intently at Kong Bowen's nearly two-meter height and the muscular build that made his clothes look like they were about to burst, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

You look like this and you call yourself a scholar?

Who would believe that if I told them!

"Let's begin."

Just then, Su Chen's deep voice came.

"You Chinese who are full of lies, watch how I crush you!"

Sato Takeru let out a low growl, and a huge phantom of a mammoth suddenly appeared behind him.

Mammoths are covered in long, brownish-brown fur. Their two curved tusks are several meters long, and their four legs, like four stone pillars, tread on the ground, causing it to tremble slightly.

Sato Takeru merged with the phantom of the mammoth, and his entire body charged toward Kong Bowen like a heavy armored vehicle.

"Like Mount Tai pressing down!"

Suddenly, Takeru Satoh pushed off the ground with both legs, and his 300-pound body leaped high into the air, crashing down like a meteorite.

Many people underestimate him because of his size, thinking he's just a clumsy meat shield.

In reality, his attack was extremely fast, and the explosive power was enough to make most martial artists of the same level unable to react.

If someone were to be crushed by his 300-pound body, they would likely be crippled or killed.

"A strong wind rises, clouds fly high; where can I find brave warriors to roam the four corners of the earth?"

Just then, Kong Bowen murmured something.

The next moment, his figure seemed to transform into a wisp of breeze, easily dodging the attack.

"boom!"

Sato Takeru's massive body crashed to the ground, creating a crater several meters in diameter, with debris flying everywhere.

A chorus of surprised exclamations erupted in the live stream room.

"He actually dodged it?"

"Wow, so fast! What did that Great Xia person just say? Why did their speed suddenly increase so much!"

"I have some knowledge of the Bactrian language. What he just recited seems to be a very famous poem from the history of Bactria."

"Poetry? Fighting while reciting poetry? What kind of bizarre fighting style is this?"

When his attack missed, Takeru Satoh's clumsy movements became apparent.

Kong Bowen, who appeared behind him, recited again: "The wind howls, the Yi River is cold, the brave warrior departs, never to return."

As the voice faded, a cold blue light condensed on the blade of the Gentleman's Sword.

With a single slash, countless sharp ice blades shot out from the sword, carrying a biting frost wind, and all struck Sato Takeru's fleshy back.

Blood instantly streamed down Sato Takeru's back, and he roared in pain, "You cunning scoundrel!"

"Gigantic!"

Suddenly, Sato Takeru's already obese body doubled in size, his arms covered with long, brown mammoth fur, and he turned to grab Kong Bowen.

Facing the oncoming Takeru Satoh, Kong Bowen remained calm and stood still.

"Kill one man in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles."

"Having accomplished his task, he dusted off his clothes and departed, concealing his identity and name."

Sato Takeru's strong arms finally managed to grab Kong Bowen's shoulder.

His expression immediately turned to ecstatic joy.

However, with just a slight exertion of force, Kong Bowen in his hand turned into a wisp of white smoke and vanished in the wind in the next instant.

That was just an afterimage!

Takeru Satoh looked around in astonishment.

Before he knew it, he was surrounded by Kong Bowen's figures.

One, two, three, four, five...

Dozens of Kong Bowens simultaneously raised their Gentleman's Swords and whispered, "Azure Lotus Sword Technique."

Dozens of figures simultaneously swung their swords, the sword light intertwining and blooming in mid-air, transforming into a giant blue lotus flower.

The blue lotus bloomed briefly in mid-air for a moment, then transformed into thousands of blue sword energies, all of which poured onto Sato Takeru's massive body.

"what!"

The mammoth's phantom vanished instantly. Takeru Satoh let out a wail and collapsed to the ground, covered in blood and riddled with fine sword marks. His massive body twitched a couple of times before he lost consciousness completely.

Looking at the figure lying unconscious on the ground, Kong Bowen shook his head and sighed, "I have to correct what you just said."

"I am not a villain, but a gentleman!"