Dominating the Match

[Life Mimicry - Azure Dragon]

Azure magic exploded from Riyao's body, dragon scales crawled up his arms, and a bolt of lightning coiled around his entire body.

This gesture drew cheers from the spectators on the sidelines, and a burst of screams erupted from the stands.

"Wow, this Fairy Tail mage is so cool!"

"Oh my god."

"He's only slightly worse than me."

The audience around him all gave him a disdainful look, their eyes clearly saying, "Are you serious?"

Hearing the cheers, Riyao felt every pore on his body relax and unwind.

It felt amazing! I feel like I've lost three pounds.

Mirajane, standing on the stage, burst out laughing when she saw Riyao's smug expression.

"Riyao really got me!"

Riyao waved towards the audience, his hand waving twice in mid-air, a wide smile playing on his lips.

Suddenly, the purple sweet potato spirit Nullpudding appeared from behind Riyao, its arm swelling and deforming into a sharp spiked club, which it slammed down hard on the back of Riyao's head.

The wind howled.

Riyao turned around, caught the mallet in his palm, and gripped the tip with his five fingers.

The attack was deemed successful.

Riyao vanished from the spot and was teleported to another part of the town.

Fairy Tail Elite Team -1

Raven Tail +1

On the Fairy Tail viewing platform, everyone slapped their faces in unison.

He covered his face with his hands and sighed.

"That idiot."

Riyao clicked his tongue and shook his hand, which was numb from the shock.

"Is it that sensitive? Just a touch is enough?"

The commentator Chapati, wiped his sweat, his fingers running back and forth between his forehead and collar.

"The core of this competition is to find and attack people, so the intensity of the attack and the degree of injury are not the judging criteria; as long as you hit someone, it counts."

Riyao stretched his muscles and twisted his neck left and right, making two cracking sounds.

"Alright, from now on, this place will be called Riyao Plaza!!"

A flash of blue lightning, and he transformed into a bolt of lightning, speeding through the town.

Rooftops, streets, alleys—wherever the lightning struck, only a fleeting afterimage remained.

Riyao pinpointed the location of the purple sweet potato spirit; he was crouching behind a house.

With a kick, the sole of his shoe imprinted on the purple sweet potato spirit's chest.

Boom!

Click.

The purple sweet potato spirit was kicked away, and its body crashed through three walls before finally landing at the end of the street.

A second too late, the teleportation was triggered, and he vanished from his spot.

Even after being teleported, the immense inertia did not disappear.

The purple sweet potato spirit's body crashed through the air, knocking away a number of puppets in its path, shattering them into pieces on the ground.

Fairy Tail Elite Team +1

Raven Tail -22

The spectators on the sidelines all heard a cracking sound, the crisp sound of a bone being dislocated.

Everyone gasped in unison, and a hissing sound drifted across the stands.

The commentator Chapati, wiped his sweat; his handkerchief was soaked through.

"This is shocking! Riyao player caused Raven Tail to lose 22 points with just one kick!"

Yajima slightly opened his eyes, his old eyes narrowing into slits.

"No, it should be 23 points."

While they were talking, Riyao was still taking action.

Blue lightning raged through the town without stopping for a second.

Each bolt of lightning that flashes by represents a contestant being struck.

Blue Pegasus -1

Sabertooth -1

Lamia Scale - 1

Fairy Tail -1

Mermaid Heel -1

Quatro Cerberus - 1

Raven Tail -32

Fairy Tail Elite Team +7

Gray clutched his lower back and yelled, his voice carrying from an alleyway in town, his throat cracking from the pain.

"Riyao, you bastard! You hit the wrong person!"

"Sorry, sorry, I just got carried away."

Riyao's voice floated down from mid-air, and he had already flashed to another street.

Then he grabbed the purple sweet potato spirit and beat him mercilessly, ignoring everything else.

Wherever the purple sweet potato spirit was teleported, he followed, with blue lightning relentlessly pursuing him.

The commentator Chapati, was sweating profusely, wringing his handkerchief again and again.

"This match is completely dominated by Riyao! Raven Tail's score is getting lower and lower. If this continues, he's destined to be at the bottom of this year's Grand Magic Games!"

"We just received a message from the referee team that this is completely compliant! There will be a one-second delay after being attacked, and being attacked again during this period will not result in a point deduction. However, if the person who is knocked away hits a doll and the doll is damaged, a point will be deducted."

On the viewing platform of Fairy Tail.

Makarov jumped around excitedly, his short body bobbing up and down by the railing, his hands waving vigorously above his head.

"Well done, Riyao! Kick their asses hard!"

Fearing that Makarov would fall, several people held him tightly around the waist, their arms wrapped around him tightly.

"President, calm down!"

Next to him, Mavis also imitated Makarov, jumping around with her feet almost off the ground, her long, ramen-noodle-like hair bobbing up and down.

Go for it, Riyao!

There's no way to hug her now, I can't reach her.

The ghostly form reached through but touched nothing.

The others could only verbally urge Mavis to calm down, their voices tinged with helplessness.

The purple sweet potato spirit had just been teleported and was still recovering; her chest was still aching and she was seeing stars.

Riyao had already charged forward when the blue lightning suddenly stopped in front of him, revealing a bright smiling face.

Hello, little purple sweet potato!

Boom!

How could the purple sweet potato spirit Nullpudding possibly respond to Riyao's greeting?

He was beaten so badly his eyes rolled back, his consciousness was blurred, his mouth was half open, and saliva was hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Every punch from Riyao was powerful and honest, landing squarely without any hesitation.

The dull thud of a fist hitting someone could be heard across half the town.

If the Riyao hadn't been accompanied by a Healing Magic, with green light flowing in along with the fist, this purple sweet potato spirit would probably have turned into purple sweet potato paste by now.

Fairy Tail Elite Team already had a perfect score, and their score was stuck at 20 points.

But Riyao still wouldn't let go of the purple sweet potato spirit, launching a relentless attack.

After throwing a punch, he'd follow up with a kick, then teleport away, chase after him, and attack again, repeating the cycle endlessly.

The Fairy Tail members were no longer worried that Riyao would kill someone.

They all knew that Riyao liked to heal while beating people up, just so he could fight for a little longer.

The commentator Chapati, had sweat soaking his collar, and his voice was trembling.

"The Raven Tail's score has reached four digits! Negative four digits! It seems the last place in this year's Grand Magic Games Tournament has been decided. Hopefully, they can persevere to the end and show their true colors."

The faces of Raven Tail and the others were as black as the bottom of a pot.

Toma's head, hidden under the Pumpkin headgear, was also sweating profusely, the sweat streaming down his neck and into his collar.

He suddenly realized that what Riyao had said during the preliminary rounds was true.

He might actually be able to trap all the guilds before the preliminaries, leaving none of them behind.

On his way to hunt down the Purple Sweet Potato Spirit, Riyao also took the opportunity to attack other guilds quite a bit.

Kick someone as they pass by, punch them around the corner—the main goal is to make sure your trip isn't in vain.

Rufus, the Sabertooth, stood atop a tall building, his robes fluttering in the wind.

He's about to start showing off.

"Looks like I need to work harder, or Sting will laugh at me when I get back."

[Memory Design - Starry Night]

A burst of light erupted from his body, splitting into seven golden rays that shot out towards the surrounding town.

Riyao grabbed the purple sweet potato spirit by the ankle, swung it around, and slammed it onto the tall building.

"Crow Extermination Technique: Purple Sweet Potato Meteor Hammer!"

The purple sweet potato spirit flew out, passing through an afterimage of Rufus. The afterimage flickered and scattered into points of light.

"I wasn't prepared just now."

Rufus's voice came from another location, his tone calm.

"You can't hit me now."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Riyao appeared instantly behind Rufus, his feet landing on the edge of the roof.

Blue lightning exploded from his body, forming a five-meter-wide lightning field centered on him, with electric arcs crackling and dancing wildly in the air.

Rufus's figure disappeared for a moment, but the area of the lightning field was too large. As soon as he reassembled, he was shocked and his whole body convulsed, and his hair stood on end.

The next second they were teleported elsewhere, leaving only one sentence in the air.

"Hateful."

Riyao stood where Rufus had just been standing, and patted off non-existent dust from his hands.

"The better you are, the more practice you'll get."

A deafening cheer erupted from the arena, the roar pouring down from the stands.

"Fairy Tail! Fairy Tail! Fairy Tail!"

I want to have your babies!

"Brother Riyao, look at me!"

Mirajane sprang up from his seat, braced his hands on the railing, and shouted loudly into the arena.

That's my Riyao!

The sound drowned out half of the stands.

Cana hugged Mirajane from behind, wrapped her arms around her waist, and pulled her back.

"That's all just a joke, ignore it, calm down."