Naval Battle

Riyao swam swiftly to Yeager, flicked its tail, and shot off a great distance.

"Four little dogs, it's nice to see you. Goodbye."

After saying that, he kicked Yeager in the chest.

The sole of his foot struck Yeager squarely in the sternum, sending him flying through the air like a water polo ball. His body arced through the air before crashing onto the arena, bouncing twice before his back slid more than a meter across the ground.

"We're called Quatro Cerberus, not Four Puppies!"

Yeager lay on the ground, slammed his fist into the ground, and water dripped from his hair.

"Don't worry about the details, now there are only girls left on the field, isn't that a feast for the eyes, audience?"

The audience nodded wildly.

Some people gave a thumbs-up with both hands, while others nearly dislocated their jaws.

It would be even better if you went down there yourself.

Sherria blinked her big eyes and tilted her head to one side.

Why isn't Wendy coming up to play?

"She doesn't really like fighting, so I came down to play."

Riyao shrugged, then splashed his palm in the water twice, creating two strings of bubbles.

"I see, okay then."

Sherria quickly accepted the explanation and turned to chase after Jenny.

Riyao didn't attack anyone; it just swam around in the water.

The dragon's tail swayed back and forth behind it, occasionally blowing a bubble, which popped with a "pop" when it hit the top of the water sphere.

The group started fighting.

Sherria and Jenny exchanged blows, while Risley rolled around in the water trying to use her weight to pin her opponent down.

Minerva was also watching, standing on the edge of the water sphere, her hands clasped in front of her, a half-smile playing on her lips.

Juvia conjured a light blue magic circle in her hands, and the light refracted through the water, turning the entire water sphere into a pale blue hue.

"These days, through training and my love for Lord Gray, Juvia has learned some new techniques!"

Gray, standing on the sidelines, got goosebumps all over, and the hairs on his arms stood up.

I have a feeling that something bad is going to happen.

Just as he expected.

Juvia slammed his hands together, creating a ripple on the water's surface.

She called out the embarrassing move name without batting an eye.

"Pass it on! Wings of Love! Love for Lord Gray!"

Gray's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.

He closed his eyes, pressed his palms to his face, and scrunched up his entire face.

Lucy patted him on the shoulder, her expression full of sympathy.

Everyone in Fairy Tail wore a maternal smile.

Erza her arms, while Cana drank her wine and smiled with narrowed eyes.

This is so sweet!

That Gray is so ungrateful.

A waterspout carrying hearts emerged from the water balloon and swept across the entire field.

The waterspout was over three meters in diameter, and the water inside the sphere was churned up violently. A pink heart shape was faintly visible inside the waterspout.

Riyao suddenly leaped up, swam to Juvia's side, and peeked out from behind her.

Others didn't react as quickly.

Jenny was swept into the waterspout, spun around a dozen times, and then flung out of the water sphere.

Sherria was swept away by the edge and sent flying.

Risley was hit head-on and bounced away.

"We haven't had enough fun yet!"

The three spoke in unison.

The commentator Chapati, wiped the sweat from his forehead; his wig was completely soaked.

"The battle situation is changing rapidly. Only three players remain in the water polo pool: Juvia, Riyao, and Minerva."

Juvia looked at Riyao, his face still showing the excitement of unleashing a powerful attack.

"Lord Riyao, shall we... eh?"

Before she could finish speaking, the scenery changed, and she found herself outside the water sphere.

With his feet on the arena, still dripping wet, he stood frozen in place.

Minerva held strange spatial spheres in her hands, with a fist-sized transparent sphere floating in each palm.

Chapati's eyes widened.

"What happened? Juvia suddenly appeared outside the water polo ball!"

Mavis squinted as she observed.

"This is Space Magic, a very rare kind of magic."

Riyao rested his head on his hands and swam around.

"Oh my, so this is Space Magic? These are excellent materials. I'm sure you won't mind if I take some?"

"Materials? If you have the ability, I wouldn't mind."

Minerva spoke slowly and deliberately.

"That's good."

Riyao's golden vertical pupils lit up briefly.

With a flick of his tail, he accelerated instantly in the water, appearing in front of Minerva.

With a flick of its tail, the dragon cleaved the water, leaving a trail of white water.

Minerva disappeared and reappeared elsewhere.

Only a string of bubbles remained in place.

"They're really hard to catch. Forget it, let's finish this quickly."

Dragon scales appeared on Riyao's body.

Dark green scales emerged from beneath the skin, covering the arms, shoulders, and cheeks, their edges gleaming with a metallic sheen.

Several steam spheres Present Riyao and exploded simultaneously.

The water temperature rose instantly, and bubbles began to rise rapidly.

Riyao scratched his head.

"The water temperature is just right, no need to heat it."

Minerva frowned.

Is this the same Dragon Force mode as Sting and his group?

Riyao made a move that shocked everyone.

He opened his mouth and sucked the water into it.

Water from the water sphere was being poured into his mouth at an alarming rate, and the water level was dropping at a visible speed.

The water sphere shrank rapidly.

Sting and Rogue were completely dumbfounded.

Sting's mouth was agape enough to fit a fist.

"What kind of Dragon Slayer is Mr. Riyao?"

The water sphere, which was over twenty meters in diameter, is now only five meters long.

Riyao grinned.

He sped up to catch up with Minerva.

With the playing area reduced, even though Minerva could teleport, her range of movement was compressed to the limit, and each teleportation only covered a distance of a little over a meter, not much faster than Riyao's swimming speed.

She teleported while attempting to send Riyao away.

Unfortunately, most of the effects were negated by the dragon scales; Riyao only swayed slightly before regaining his balance.

After several attempts, her reaction time decreased.

His breathing became rapid, his chest heaved faster and faster, and the intervals between teleportations became longer and longer.

Riyao wrapped its tail around Minerva.

The dragon's tail wrapped around her waist twice, constricting her tightly.

He vividly remembered how this guy abused Lucy in the original story.

His personality is twisted.

He's very skilled at it.

Green light emanated from his hands.

A dozen punches per second.

The fists, enveloped in green light, landed on the shoulders, abdomen, chest, and back, so densely packed that their trajectories were almost invisible.

"Personality Correction Fist!"

"Don't you Sabertooth believe in the supremacy of strength? Your strength doesn't seem that great. If you ask me, the strength of your entire guild isn't that great."

As Riyao said this, his fists never stopped clenching.

With each word spoken, a punch landed.

The water sphere was stained crimson with blood.

Finally Minerva was kicked out of the water balloon by Riyao, and she flew out and landed in the Sabertooth stands.

His body slammed into the seat, overturning two rows of chairs.

Minerva was beaten unconscious, her eyes rolled back, and her mouth was slightly open.

There wasn't a single injury on his body, not even a bruise.

Riyao collected some blood.

He ran his finger through the water, guiding a thin stream of blood to his palm, where it condensed into a small bead and was stored away.

It's a pity; it would have been better to have something different.

After tidying up, Riyao scattered the water sphere.

The remaining water splashed down, and a light rain fell in the middle of the arena, soaking the front-row spectators once again.

The commentator Chapati, wiped his sweat; his wig was completely soaked, and water gushed out when he wrung it out.

"Match over! Fairy Tail Elite Team's Riyao player has won!"

All the members of the Sabertooth glared at Riyao with gritted teeth.

The Fairy Tail members glared back fiercely.

Sparks were already flying from Natsu's body, Gray's hands were emitting cold air, Erza's hand was on the hilt of her sword.

Riyao didn't care at all, shook his head to get the water out of his ears.

Is this a staring contest, or a fight?

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder; it was so strong that even the slightest spark could set it off.

The magic on both sides had begun to collide in the air, crackling and popping.

The commentator Chapati, was sweating profusely; beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and into his eyes, stinging him so much that he kept blinking.

Yajima spoke up to stop them, his voice not loud, but it firmly suppressed the noise of the entire room.

"Give me some face, let's stop here."

When the Fairy Tail crew saw that it was Yajima who was speaking, they had to give him face!

Riyao grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Okay."