Dragon Slayer Secret Art! Shattering Light: Sky Drill!
From the moment he started watching Millianna and the others score three or four hundred points, Lahar had been harboring the arrogance of the Magic Council deep down. He felt that while these civilian mages were good, the Magic Council's detention forces had no shortage of such combat power.
Even though Orga scored 3825 points, Lahar was surprised but also felt that as long as the troops were equipped with high-end magical weapons, they could achieve similar output.
However, faced with Jura's nearly 10,000-point "Rumbling Mount Fuji," all of Lahar's sense of superiority was Crush.
Even if the Magic Council mobilized its entire elite force and brought out all its destructive magical cannons, it wouldn't even come close to half the threshold of this destructive power!
Lahar was suddenly reminded of the scene from a few days ago when Jiang Bai forced his way into the council Magic Council and overturned the long table with a slap.
At that moment, Lahar finally understood.
Why did Jiang Bai consistently disregard the Magic Council, and why did he treat the Supreme Trial Council as if it were his own backyard?
Even the Ten Wizard Saints Jura, who displayed absolute dominance throughout the match, was easily defeated by Jiang Bai with a single sword strike on the opening day.
The Magic Council is nothing but ants in front of someone like Jiang Bai!
Chapati's voice boomed from the commentary booth, coming through the loudspeaker.
"9789 points! An unbelievable score! The Ten Wizard Saints truly live up to their Ten Wizard Saints! Player Jura has broken the highest record in the entire kingdom since the establishment of MPF!!"
Jura's high score of over 9,700 points is still displayed in the center of the big screen.
The stands were buzzing with discussion, everyone still reeling from the overwhelming power displayed by the Ten Wizard Saints.
The referee with the Pumpkin head jogged to the edge of the white line on the field, waved the starting flag, and announced loudly.
"Eighth pick – Fairy Tail Team B representative, Wendy, please enter for the test, Pumpkin!"
The Fairy Tail stands, high up, instantly erupted in noise.
Natsu braced his hands on the edge of the railing and shouted wildly.
"Wendy! Go for it! Blow that black iron pillar right into the sky!"
Gray crossed his arms and cheered loudly.
"Wendy, just shoot at your usual training pace, don't worry about the scores of those guys in front of you."
Carla waved vigorously from the back row.
Go Wendy!
In front of the stands at Lamia Scale.
Sherria, with her short pink hair, leaned on the stone railing, her hands supporting her chin, watching the petite figure in the arena.
"It's so strange. We've never spoken, but I always feel a sense of familiarity with that blue-haired girl."
Orga, a member of Sabertooth, stood not far from the black iron pillar, crossed his arms, snorted, and let out a cold laugh.
Orga was seething with anger after being overtaken by Jura by nearly ten thousand points.
Seeing that the last person to appear was actually a little girl who hadn't fully grown up, Orga's last trace of apprehension vanished completely.
Fairy Tail actually sent a little kid on stage to make up the numbers.
"Looking so thin and bony, forget about scoring several thousand points; getting a score over 100 would be incredibly lucky."
Orga completely disregarded Wendy, convinced that his second-place position with 4,000 points was firmly in his grasp.
Wendy stopped five meters in front of MPF.
Facing the heavy metal instruments, Wendy clutched the hem of her clothes, her palms sweating.
Uncle Jura scored nearly 10,000 points, and Orga scored nearly 4,000 points. Guild B's entire score depended on this attack.
Wendy looked up at her team's bench.
Natsu was still shouting at the top of his lungs, Mirajane was smiling and waving, and Jiang Bai's gaze was also fixed on them.
When the Cait Shelter disbanded, I had nothing but Carla. It was Brother Jiang Bai who took my hand and brought me back to the guild.
Throughout my time in the guild, everyone has always stood up for me.
When you are wronged, someone will stand up for you; when you encounter a strong enemy, everyone will fight side by side.
"This time, it's my turn to contribute to the guild."
Wendy closed her eyes, her chest heaving as she released the jumbled thoughts swirling within her.
When Wendy opened her eyes again, her movements became swift and decisive.
She lowered her legs to a stable stance, then stretched out her two slender arms horizontally.
As a Sky Dragon Slayer, one of the key characteristics of Sky Dragon Magic is the ability to rapidly increase one's magical reserves by gulping down pure air.
Wendy opened her little mouth.
Call--!
The airflow suddenly accelerated, and a violent vortex of air gathered wildly at the corner of his mouth.
The air pressure inside the arena instantly became unbalanced.
The storm above the stadium and the cyclone around the stands transformed into visible white streaks of light, which Wendy continuously swallowed.
Hundreds of audience members in the front rows suddenly felt a tightness in their chests and clutched their necks.
"What's wrong? Why is it suddenly so hard to breathe?"
"All the surrounding wind was pulled to the center of the field!"
A strong wind was blowing.
A bluish-white tornado rose from beneath Wendy's feet and shot straight into the sky.
Swallowing in the pure air around her, Wendy's magical power surged to its peak like a geyser.
Power charged up.
Wendy formed a storm mark in front of her, and a blue magic circle materialized out of thin air.
Wendy slammed her palms forward, her clear, sweet shout echoing throughout the arena.
"Dragon Slayer Secret Art!"
"Piercing Light Through the Sky!"
A cyan storm-like pillar of light burst forth from the center of the magic circle, striking the red magic crystal on the front of the measuring pillar!
The violent wind pressure swept in all directions, and the surrounding dust-proof netting was instantly blown into the air.
The MPF test column shook violently, and the hard metal base slid back more than a meter along the ground, leaving a large trail of sparks.
The crystal screen at the top blazed with red light, and the numbers skyrocketed!
Five hundred, one thousand five hundred, three thousand, four thousand!
"Beep beep--!"
Accompanied by a piercing alarm, the scarlet reading froze completely under the watchful eyes of everyone present.
[4531]!
Four thousand five hundred and thirty-one points!
The entire venue came to a standstill.
Orga, who had been standing on the sidelines with his arms crossed and a sneer, froze on the spot, his arms hanging in mid-air, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
"More than four thousand five hundred points?!"
"How could that be! You must be joking!"
"That little girl's magic output was a full 700 points higher than mine?!"
Orga's proud 3825 points became a complete joke in the face of this blow.
Chapati, who was in the commentary booth, grabbed the microphone and stood directly on the table.
"4531 points! 4531 points!"
"That's amazing! Wendy, the youngest Sky Dragon Slayer from Fairy Tail Team B, unleashed the second-highest destructive power of the entire event!"
"Orga surpassed Sabertooth! Securing second place in the MPF test!"
In the Fairy Tail stands, Natsu and Gray bumped into each other excitedly, Lucy pulled Happy along, cheering on the spot. The guild stands turned into a sea of joy.