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

Near the entrance to the ruins.

The Sword Saint collapsed to the ground, spitting blood, his eyes glazed over, and he had completely lost consciousness.

"What happened?!"

Both the Fist Saint and the Qin Saint showed expressions of astonishment.

They also didn't see clearly what had just happened!

The Sword Saint is a fourth-tier swordsman!

An eighteen-year-old fourth-tier martial artist, his talent is so exceptional that it can be described as a once-in-a-century phenomenon; there are practically no other like him in the entire Sakura Kingdom.

As a result, he was instantly killed by this Xia man with a single punch?

The swordsman's proudest swordsmanship was not even used in a single strike!

"Next, it's your turn." Lin Fan turned his gaze to the Fist Saint, the purple lightning crackling around him.

Amidst the lightning, those unfathomable, dark eyes sent a chill down the Fist Saint's spine.

No wonder he dared to boast that he could take on four opponents alone.

The strength of this Great Xia person truly far exceeded his expectations!

However, they still have three people on their side. If they join forces, they might not be without a fighting chance.

"I'll launch a frontal assault, the Music Saint will provide support and hold the line, and the Sword Saint will wait for his opportunity!"

As he spoke, the Fist Saint stomped heavily on the ground, his muscles bulging, and his massive body charged toward Lin Fan.

Lin Fan was very fast, so fast that he could even see with his naked eye.

That's why he couldn't fight a protracted war with this Xia man; he had to crush him head-on with absolute power!

The Fist Saint had absolute confidence in his own power.

He was born in a slum and started fighting in underground boxing rings in his teens to earn money.

He became famous overnight on his first stage appearance, with few rivals. After his fame spread, he was exceptionally admitted to Dongdu University, which led to his current status.

In a head-on confrontation, no one of his level could rival him!

The Fist Saint raised his right arm, rotated his whole body, and suddenly exerted his strength, throwing a punch that was accompanied by a howling hurricane towards Lin Fan.

Faced with this fierce punch, Lin Fan showed no intention of dodging.

He raised his arm, which was wrapped in purple lightning, and met the punch without flinching.

"Bang!"

Two fists of vastly different sizes collided violently in mid-air.

A deafening explosion rang out.

Centered on the two individuals, a violent shockwave swept outwards in all directions.

The Fist Saint's expression froze completely at that moment.

He could clearly hear the sound of his finger bones breaking.

The transformation began at the tip of his fist and spread upwards along his arm.

His entire right arm was twisted into a shocking shape by the devastating impact of Lin Fan's punch.

The Fist Saint's eyes widened in horror.

What terrifying power!

How could one person possess such terrifying speed and strength at the same time!

While he was still in a daze, a punch came flying at him, and the Fist Saint hurriedly used his other arm to block it in front of his chest.

At that very moment, Lin Fan's second punch followed.

The Fist Saint hurriedly raised his only remaining left arm to block, but that arm, as hard as a shield, snapped under Lin Fan's punch.

The terrifying impact pierced through his bones, sending him flying!

As luck would have it, the Fist Saint's massive body crashed down on the unconscious Sword Saint.

The Sword Saint screamed in pain after being hit and woke up.

The fist saint's body, weighing over 200 pounds, had just pressed down on his face when the sword saint took two breaths and then fainted again due to lack of oxygen.

The zither master was dumbfounded.

She was supposed to assist and restrain him from the sidelines, but she never expected that the Fist Saint would fall so quickly.

The battle was over the moment her fingers touched the strings, giving her no chance to harass Lin Fan!

Qin Sheng's cheeks paled slightly, and the confidence that had been on her charming face was gone. She looked at Lin Fan and said, "The competition within the ruins is about which side can obtain more inheritances, not necessarily about determining who is superior in martial arts. After all, this is our Sakura Kingdom's territory. How about we each take a step back and continue searching for our respective inheritances without interfering with each other?"

"I can vouch for it with the reputation of the Land of Sakura!"

"Sorry, I don't trust the credibility of the Sakura Kingdom." Lin Fan's cold voice fell, and his figure disappeared from the spot again.

Qin Sheng's beautiful eyes widened slightly.

She knew that this battle was inevitable.

"Ranzakura Genne!"

The slender fingers of the Qin Saint hurriedly landed on the strings, and the music began, with countless pink sound blades shooting out from the strings.

These sonic blades were as sharp as knives, but unfortunately, none of them managed to hit Lin Fan's body.

Lin Fan's figure flashed several times, and in the next instant, he appeared in front of Qin Sheng.

The zither master's movements became increasingly frantic, the zither music became turbulent, and the sound blades scattered in all directions.

Lin Fan raised his right leg, and his right foot, wrapped with countless purple electric snakes, shattered the oncoming sonic blade.

Then, it landed squarely on the beautiful face of the Qin Saint.

The zither master's face was instantly deformed by the kick, several bloody teeth flew out of his mouth, and he and the crimson zither in his arms flew sideways.

At that very moment, the long-silent Sword Saint suddenly made his move.

A cold glint appeared, and a blade flashed, aimed straight at Lin Fan's throat.

However, the sword's momentum abruptly stopped the next second.

Lin Fan slightly turned his head, and just as the katana was about to strike, he raised his hand and easily caught the sword saint's long-prepared, seemingly certain-victory strike with his middle and index fingers!

"Using their own comrades as bait, that's really in line with the style of Japan."

Lin Fan looked coldly at the Sword Saint.

The composure on the Sword Saint's face shattered completely in that instant.

His swordsmanship pursues the word "speed." When speed reaches its extreme, it becomes invincible. When speed is so fast that the opponent cannot even see the blade, their head has already been separated from their body.

But the people of Great Xia before him easily shattered his pride.

His prized swift knife was caught by the opponent with just two fingers!

"It's time to end this." Lin Fan raised his fist, and intense purple lightning crackled across his knuckles.

"Friend, have mercy!" Upon seeing this, the Sword Saint's expression instantly changed. He hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at Lin Fan, pleading, "If we lose to you today, the reputation of the Four Saints will be completely ruined. If you can just show mercy and let us go..."

"Whatever you want, I can give it to you!"

"You're not blind?" Lin Fan frowned.

"I was pretending to be blind..."

The Sword Saint forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Because they think I'm blind, many people underestimate me, only to be killed by my single strike. This trick never fails..."

Lin Fan: "..."

Is this the Sword Saint, hailed as the strongest of the Four Saints of the Sakura Kingdom?

Japan, the land of cherry blossoms, truly produces a wealth of talented people.

"Since you enjoy pretending to be blind so much, then I'll help you become truly blind."

Lin Fan remained expressionless and threw a punch.

The Sword Saint's ingratiating smile instantly twisted and deformed, turning into an arc as he was blasted away from the ruins by a punch.