Blazing Sun
With a punch and a kick from Riyao, all the rocks released by Jura collapsed.
The earthen walls were smashed, the rock pillars were kicked down, and the stone spikes were crushed. Debris and stones flew everywhere, and the whole street was filled with yellowish-brown dust.
Toma's eyes twitched as he remained hidden under the Pumpkin headgear.
His eyelids twitched incessantly inside the hood, and he pressed his fingers against his temples, circling them repeatedly.
I should have known better than to hold the finals in the capital; Fairy Tail's destructive power is as ferocious as ever.
Post-match repair funds will be another significant expense.
He started counting on his fingers, three fingers weren't enough, so he added two more, and finally used his whole hand. After finishing, he gasped in surprise.
Jura clasped his hands together, and the earthen-yellow magic circle beneath his feet suddenly lit up, extending for dozens of meters until the entire street was covered by the magic circle.
[Crocodile Bite]
The ground shifted, the hard stone slabs churned, soil gushed from the ground, and a gigantic crocodile's jaws emerged from the earth, its upper and lower jaws agape.
The crocodile's massive jaws snapped shut, its upper and lower jaws closing abruptly, Riyao was completely clamped down.
The teeth clenched together, producing a dull thud, and dust was squeezed out from between them.
Chapati let out a shout and sprang up from his chair, bracing himself on the commentary table with both hands.
"Riyao player is suppressed by Jura player's magic..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
Boom boom boom...
A series of booming sounds came from the crocodile's huge mouth, and the clay crocodile's mouth began to tremble violently, its teeth loosened, and its upper and lower jaws shook.
The cracks spread from the teeth to the upper jaw, and then to the entire crocodile head, densely packed.
The entire clay crocodile shattered, its mouth bursting open from the middle, sending chunks of earth flying in all directions, crashing to the ground and breaking into countless smaller pieces.
Riyao burst forth, his entire body enveloped in golden light, his feet pounding the loose earth, each step leaving a deep crater.
Jura his hand and released the Triple Rock Iron Wall, three thick earthen walls rising from the ground, one after another, blocking the path between himself and the Riyao.
Riyao continued its momentum, smashing directly into the Rock Iron Wall.
The three Rock Iron Walls were pierced.
Jura had just made a move with his hands.
Riyao threw a punch.
The fist originates from the waist, the body rotates, the waist and abdomen generate power, the power is transmitted from the waist to the shoulder, from the shoulder to the arm, from the arm to the fist, and all of it is concentrated on the fist.
"Grit your teeth and bear it."
Bang!
The fist slammed into Jura's crossed arms, the impact sending Jura flying.
Jura flying backward, his body tumbling in the air and crashing into a row of houses.
The walls crumbled one after another, the roof collapsed, tiles fell down with a crash, and the entire row of houses became ruins.
Toma covered his head with the Pumpkin -shaped mask, his hands gripping it so tightly his fingers turned white, deforming the mask.
No!
Riyao stood atop the ruins, the setting sun casting its light behind him.
The orange-red sunset shone from behind, framing his silhouette with a golden edge.
He stood atop a small hill of broken bricks and tiles, his body gleaming with a dazzling light, golden lines flowing across his skin, his blood surging, like the blazing sun.
Jura lay in the ruins, squinted, sighed, and exhaled, blowing the dust off his face.
That's clearly a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
He possesses superhuman strength and fights without any rhyme or reason.
Fortunately, the kid hadn't forgotten his Healing Magic; his fists were imbued with healing power. It hurt, but the injuries healed after the fight.
He waved his hand, raised it from the ruins, and shook it twice; his wrist felt limp.
"I admit defeat. When I get back, my mother-in-law will nag me for a while."
Riyao patted the dust off his clothes, then slapped his hands on his pants a few times, sending dust flying and dancing in the sunlight.
He flashed a bright smile, his teeth gleaming white in the setting sun.
"Hehe, my physical skills are indeed very strong."
Jura's eyes twitched, his lips twitched, and his eyelids twitched twice.
"You call this physical skill?"
"Strength can overcome technique; how can that not be considered physical skill?"
Riyao grinned slyly, his lips curling up and his chin slightly raised, exuding an aura that seemed to invite a beating.
Jura her eyes.
I don't want to deal with this idiot.
Chapati cheered, raising his hands high above his head, his wig swaying twice in the air and almost falling off.
"Riyao defeated Jura! Fairy Tail's rise is unstoppable! Woo!!"
The audience cheered, the roar shaking the entire arena.
Inside the capital, Riyao looked in the direction from which the commotion was coming from.
He skipped off in that direction, his steps light and quick, humming a tune as he went.
Fountain Square.
The three top female mages fought fiercely, their swords flashing and sparks exploding with each collision in the plaza.
The fountain's water jets were thrown off course by the shockwave, splashing water everywhere, leaving the ground covered in wet watermarks and knife marks.
Makarov's heart ached when he saw the ruins.
He clutched his chest, and with each wall that collapsed, the corner of his mouth twitched.
Although he doesn't have to pay for these things, it still makes me uneasy.
If this happened in Fairy Tail, how many years would it take him to pay it off?
Mavis shared the same sentiment, squatting down next to Makarov, arms crossed over his chest, his lips moving so softly that only he could hear them.
"Compensation receipt, letter of repentance..."
Macao also wanted to empathize, but the most unruly group of people weren't there when he was in power.
He patted his chest and breathed a long sigh of relief.
That's wonderful.
Erza cleaved a Roman column in two with a single stroke, the blade cutting through the middle of the marble column. The upper half slid down, crashed to the ground, and shattered into several pieces.
Minerva narrowly dodged, her body swerving to the side, as pebbles grazed her ear and snapped a few strands of her hair.
As soon as Minerva regained her footing, she felt a sharp killing intent coming from behind her.
Before the blade even arrived, its aura pressed against her back, raising goosebumps on her skin.
She turned around quickly.
[Absolute Territory - Space Guardian]
A spatial barrier unfolded, a transparent barrier appearing in front of her, the air distorted slightly, and an invisible wall blocked her way.
Kagura's slash struck the barrier, the blade stopping at the surface, unable to advance even an inch further.
Kagura suddenly jumped back, her feet barely touching the ground as she leaped backward.
Just dodging Erza's attack, Erza's sword swept across the spot where she had just stood, the blade whistling as it cut through the air.
Minerva's spatial spheres transformed into long whips, which stretched into two whips, their tips lashing out in an arc through the air towards the two of them.
The whip slicing through the air with a crackling sound.
Kagura and Erza parried with their swords.
The blade was held horizontally in front of him, and the whip lashed against it, sparks flying and the clanging of metal echoing across the square.
The three attacked each other, their figures moving so fast they became blurry.
The flashes of swords, the flickering of whips, and the ripples in space mingled as the three figures moved swiftly across the plaza.
Chapati's eyes widened as he followed the three figures, turning his head from left to right and then from right to left, almost breaking his neck.
"If the battle between Riyao and Jura was a clash of power, then the battle between Erza, Minerva, and Kagura was a contest of skill."
The audience was dazzled.
Everyone's heads turned in unison, turning left and right in perfect unison. Those in the front stood up to block those in the back, and those in the back followed suit.
Riyao is still wandering around the capital, looking for any points he can snag.
He walked with his hands in his pockets, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, swaying lazily as he went.
I ran into Millianna squatting on the street corner.
She turned around and saw Riyao standing behind her.
He rubbed his hands together, approaching with a wicked grin.
He rubbed his hands together, making a soft, rustling sound, and his lips curled into a wide grin that almost reached his ears.
This terrified Millianna.
"You... you... don't come any closer!"