Ten Wizard Saints vs. Ten Wizard Saints (Part Two)

Jiang Bai dusted off the stone dust on his sleeves and looked up at the VIP box at the highest point of the stands.

Makarov was standing by the railing, waving his arms and legs excitedly, his white hair swaying wildly.

"Although I really want to finish quickly and go eat, my old man at home wants to announce the return of Fairy Tail. Oh well, go ahead and do whatever you want, let me see how much you've improved."

Jiang Bai took his right hand out of his pocket and let it hang casually at his side.

Jura solemn, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly.

"Then I'll have to offend you, Lord Jiang Bai."

Before he finished speaking, Jura's magic surged forth.

The entire arena shook violently, and the originally hard and flat stone slabs softened completely under the infusion of magic, churning and undulating like raging waves.

Jiang Bai did not erect an inviolable barrier.

Since the old man wants a grand and spectacular scene, and wants the guild's name to resound Fiore again, then we can no longer use the method of unilaterally stopping the opponent.

That kind of fighting would be too boring, and ordinary viewers wouldn't understand the intricacies involved.

With a slight lift of his fingertips, a dazzling crimson light gathered at his fingertips.

Cursed Technique Reversal, Hercules.

The pure repulsive force rapidly spun into a red dot of light at the fingertip.

Jura both palms down on the ground.

"Rock Iron Transformation, Form of Supremacy!"

The churning soil instantly solidified and hardened, transforming into dozens of incredibly thick and solid stone pillars.

The stone pillars, like rows of galloping beasts, pressed and closed on Jiang Bai from bottom to top with a wild and powerful force.

Jiang Bai flicked his fingers.

The crimson orb of light flew out of the finger and swelled as it faced the wind.

A terrifying repulsive force collided head-on with the oncoming stone forest.

At the moment of their collision, there were no fancy changes, only a pure head-on clash of forces.

The stone pillar, along with the foundation that rose above it, snapped in two on the spot, turning into countless pieces of rubble that collapsed.

The repulsive force propelled the airflow forward, carving out a deep trench several meters wide in the hard ground.

Jura stood still, pushing her palms forward and using all the magic power in her body to create three layers of rock shields in front of her.

The crimson repulsive shockwave struck the stone shields, instantly shattering the outermost two shields into dust. The third shield was also riddled with cracks, barely managing to withstand this casual attack.

The ground beneath Jura's feet sank several inches under the pressure, but without hesitation, he stomped his foot heavily on the ground.

"Rumbling Supreme Mountain!"

The tremors traveled rapidly deep underground, and the entire stone slab of the battle platform turned to dust.

The immense gravity and shockwaves impacted Jiang Bai's footing from below.

Jiang Bai leaped into the air, avoiding the tremors of the ground below.

Jura seized the opportunity, his ten fingers flying as he formed hand seals.

Countless enormous rock fragments suddenly gathered in mid-air, and under the pull of magic, they combined to form a huge sphere that covered half of the arena, which slammed down on Jiang Bai in the air.

"Rock Iron Descent!"

A massive shadow completely enveloped the arena.

Jiang Bai flipped in mid-air, his index finger pointing directly at the falling giant rock sphere, and crimson light shone again.

Wow!

The repulsive force field erupted head-on.

The giant rock sphere suddenly stopped three feet from the fingertip, and then scattered and flew away under the enormous reaction force.

The rubble rained down like a storm, crashing heavily onto the transparent barrier set up by the organizers.

The barrier light curtain trembled violently, stirring up layers of white energy ripples and emitting a piercing friction sound.

The once flat and well-maintained competition venue is now completely unrecognizable.

All the stone slabs were broken, the ground was pitted and uneven, and there were deep craters and broken stone pillars everywhere.

The spectators in the stands stared blankly.

"This is on a completely different level compared to the previous matches!"

"Yeah, the arena is unrecognizable. Can this barrier really stop it?"

That's an exaggeration!

While ordinary spectators were awestruck by the scene, the elites from various guilds saw a completely different picture.

In the Fairy Tail stands, Natsu was leaning over the railing, gripping the handrails with both hands, shouting and yelling.

"That bald guy is really strong! Keep it up, bald guy!"

Lucy stood next to Natsu, her eyes twitching uncontrollably, and couldn't help but shout out her complaints.

"Hey! Why are you cheering for other guilds?!"

"But that guy is really strong!" Natsu said without turning his head, his face filled with the urge to jump into the fray and fight.

"Every move was incredibly solid, almost like Uncle Gildarts' punches!"

Mavis floated beside Makarov, arms crossed, intently watching Jiang Bai, who was handling the situation with ease, and Jura, who was giving it his all, below.

"This guy named Jura is already at the pinnacle of human strength."

Mavis, as a founding master of the guild, had extremely high vision.

One can naturally see the pure magic emanating from Jura, a power cultivated through decades of ascetic practice, sacrificing all entertainment.

Makarov nodded, looking at Jura on the field with a complicated expression.

"Indeed, his strength has now surpassed mine, and he's almost comparable to Gildarts."

Makarov knew he was getting old, and with the effects of seven years of aging, he had long since retired from the top competition.

Jura, far from stagnating during those seven years, diligently cultivated day and night, achieving the ultimate level of magical power reserves and concentration that mortals could reach.

But then, Makarov changed the subject, his face revealing unbridled smugness.

"However, he's still only at the human level, far inferior to that brat."

In the stands of Lamia Scale, Obaba no longer waved her cane wildly; she gripped the dragon head armrest tightly with both hands.

"That freak hasn't even shown his true strength yet..."

Obaba knew very well that Jiang Bai barely moved a step from beginning to end, simply standing still and using the most basic moves to wear down Jura.

The fierce battle continued on the field.

Jura's muscles were taut, and his robes fluttered violently in the chaotic flow of magical energy.

"Rock Iron Dragon Fang!"

The ground churned, and dozens of earth dragons, entirely constructed of dark brown rock, rose from the ground, opening their massive mouths filled with fangs, and lunged at Jiang Bai from all directions.

Jiang Bai's figure swayed, and he landed lightly from the air. His right fist was wrapped in a faint layer of white magic power as he faced the rock dragon head charging at the forefront.

Without using any special techniques or unleashing Infinity power, pure physical strength was unleashed with each punch.

Click!

The seemingly indestructible rock dragon head Crush into countless pieces the moment the fist struck.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Jiang Bai charged forward, weaving freely through the dense cluster of stone dragons.

Every punch, every kick, was accompanied by the sound of rocks cracking.

The heavy earth dragons were like dry lumps of mud in front of Jiang Bai, crumbling at the slightest touch.

In just a few breaths, all the roaring rock dragons were reduced to dust.

Jiang Bai shook the dust off his shoes, stopped, and looked at Jura, who was drenched in sweat, across from him.

"The manipulation of magic is exquisite, with no unnecessary waste, and the transitions between moves are much smoother than they were seven years ago."

Jura wiped the sweat from his forehead, calming the surging blood in his body.

"You flatter me, but you have yet to use your true abilities. If I were not to reveal my trump card, I would be too presumptuous."

Jura's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the earth-yellow magic power around him stopped spreading and instead frantically contracted inward, condensing on his palms.

The gravity in the entire arena seemed to increase suddenly, and even the air inside the barrier became incredibly heavy.

Everyone in the Lamia Scale held their breath.

Lyon whispered, "Here it comes, Mr. Jura's ultimate technique."

Jura stomped his feet on the ground, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and roared loudly.

"Rock Iron Sword, Heavenly Supremacy Sky Severance!"