The command to begin hadn't come, but Edgan's opponent had undergone his bodily transformation and was waiting for the bout. While the green warts on his black skin were large enough to burst at any moment, his long tail pounded the ground with every breath.
"The Crushing Salamander!"
"Poison King E!"
The Martial Arts Division members knew the man's name and abilities very well, and the Salamander, flicking his forked tongue, had things to say as well.
"The sole reason that idiot was the best Body Cultivator was that he could fly away to escape me. Let's see if your flames can save you!"
"We shall see!"
Edgan drew his sword; his opponent, whose hands had transformed into short legs, was practically flush with the ground, and the two youths were waiting for the official's announcement.
"Begin!"
