"Alright!" After a brief silence, the dean finally stood up with a solemn face and declared loudly, "That's it for now. I hereby announce that the victor of this match is Po Kong! From this moment, Po Kong becomes the Head of the Combat Dragon Academy!"
"Wow..." Upon hearing the dean's words, all the students snapped back to reality, clapping their hands in genuine admiration. Indeed... based on Po Kong's performance today, he had earned everyone's respect.
Confronted with all this, Lan Se smiled bitterly, accepting the outcome. She knew she was no match for Po Kong; the gap between them was simply too vast—so vast, in fact, that she might never be able to bridge it even if she tried all her life. Her pride, which had always accompanied her, shattered in an instant.
Seeing everything settled, Po Kong slowly stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and, controlling his Emperor Sword Dragon, prepared to leave the nightmarish arena.
