Elfman frowned at the swaying Bacchus and said, "You idiot, did you get yourself all drunk?"
Elfman's gaze froze slightly, and his body tensed up again. He knew he had to be cautious when facing an enemy.
"Come on, I'm already so drunk, I'm determined to win this battle!"
Bacchus's voice carried a hint of drunkenness, yet his tone was unusually firm. He leaned forward, his cheeks flushed, and his steps became more unsteady; however, it was clear that with each movement he was searching for an unexpected opportunity.
Whoosh! Bacchus's body suddenly spun and shot out, his palms drawing dazzling palm techniques in the air.
Elfman dared not be careless and immediately cast his Take Over Magic — Beast Soul: Lizardman!
In an instant, his body burst forth with dazzling light, transforming into a lizard form covered in countless spikes and scales.
Bacchus's palm strikes rained down on Elfman like a storm. Although blocked by the hard spikes, they still caused some damage to Elfman's body.
At this moment, Zorn, who was standing nearby, also noticed an interesting phenomenon: as Bacchus became more and more drunk, the power he displayed also became stronger.
Moreover, he seemed to be able to accurately find Elfman's weaknesses and strike them precisely.
"Hehe, how about that? This is my Drunken Pigua Palm!" Bacchus grinned smugly at Elfman, who had just been struck ten times in a row by him. But he suddenly froze, realizing that Elfman's body was now shrouded in a layer of dark light.
That layer of jet-black luster was like an incredibly hard armor, tightly enveloping Elfman.
Bacchus struck it with his palm, producing only a crisp sound, but causing no harm whatsoever to Elfman.
"What is this?" Bacchus stared in astonishment at the black sheen on Elfman's body, his heart filled with doubt and confusion.
"My hand... how could this be..." Bacchus murmured to himself, his voice filled with disbelief.
Just then, he suddenly felt a pain coming from his hands.
Crack, crack... Looking down, he saw that the armor on his hands had shattered, and his hands were covered in wounds.
Bacchus stared wide-eyed, his face filled with shock.
"That kind of attack is still far from enough..." Elfman said calmly, his voice revealing confidence and determination.
His gaze was calm and profound, as if he had already anticipated that Bacchus's attack would pose no threat to him.
Memories flooded back, and Elfman recalled his special training sessions.
At that time, he faced an attack that was more powerful and ferocious than that of Bacchus.
During each training session, Zorn would launch a comprehensive attack on him in an instant, leaving him with no leverage to fight back in the air.
With the added speed, even Zorn's basic attacks could knock Elfman unconscious in one combo.
Then he would start again the next day until he could withstand the attack.
However, it was this kind of training that allowed Elfman to gradually master the skills to defend against powerful attacks.
Today, Elfman is able to deal with Bacchus's Drunken Pigua Palm so calmly because he has gone through countless trials and tribulations.
"It's appeared again, this mysterious power... It can actually defend against this kind of attack, what is it..." Jabdirola shouted passionately on stage.
I was utterly shocked by the power Fairy Tail unleashed.
"If that's all the attack you can think of, you're doomed to lose this match!" Elfman looked at Bacchus with a confident expression, then his body flashed, and he rushed towards Bacchus at lightning speed.
Elfman's right fist was poised to strike, and then he swung it out with unstoppable force, pressing down on Bacchus.
Faced with Elfman's fierce attack, Bacchus did not choose to take it head-on, but instead used his unsteady footwork to dodge the blow to the side.
However, when Elfman's fist slammed into the ground, the ground collapsed, and countless pieces of debris flew everywhere, forcing Bacchus to jump up and dodge.
However, just as Bacchus jumped up, Elfman's next attack was already coming at him in mid-air.
At this moment, Bacchus had no time to react and could only cross his arms, trying to use the remaining armor to block Elfman's attack.
Unfortunately, Elfman's strength was too great. The moment they made contact, Bacchus felt as if he had been hit by a speeding train, and his entire body was sent flying backward by the enormous force.
Finally, he crashed heavily into the ground.
"It's not over yet!" A fierce glint flashed in Elfman's eyes. He stepped into the void and dashed into the smoke like lightning.
Bang! Bang! A series of intense fighting sounds came from the smoke, accompanied by flashing lights from the disguises, each flash adding to the tension and anticipation.
As time passed, the smoke gradually dissipated, and everyone was finally able to see the scene on the battlefield.
To everyone's surprise, Bacchus was completely powerless to fight back. He was being pushed back step by step by Elfman's attacks and looked extremely disheveled. Elfman, on the other hand, controlled the battle and gave Bacchus no chance to catch his breath.
"This is Fairy Tail... Even Bacchus couldn't beat it?" The Guild Master the Quatro Cerberus frowned and muttered to himself with a solemn expression.
"Beast King's Arm!" Elfman suddenly roared, a huge beast claw appearing on his right hand, which he then clenched into a fist. Before Bacchus's horrified eyes, he swung his fist with tremendous force.
When Bacchus tried to dodge, he was shocked to find that his body was unable to move, as if it were locked in place by a powerful force.
"What is this?" Bacchus stared wide-eyed, his face filled with astonishment.
Boom!
Just then, Elfman's fist struck Bacchus hard in the chest.
With a loud bang, Bacchus flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing directly into the wall of the arena.
Silence fell over the hall. Everyone stared in disbelief at the battle scene before them, unsure of how to react.
The one-sided battle was so overwhelming that it defies description.
"COOL!" Finally, someone couldn't help but exclaim. Jason, in the commentary booth, was in tears, unable to contain his excitement. He shouted excitedly, "So cool! Elfman!" Jason's shout was like a sharp sword, instantly piercing the silence and bringing everyone back from their shock.
"The winner is Elfman!" Jabdirola raised the microphone and excitedly announced the result of the match.
The entire venue erupted in cheers and applause.
"Phew~ Great, fantastic!"
"Fairy Tail! Fairy Tail!" The audience stood up, waving their flags and banners and shouting enthusiastically.
The entire venue was filled with cheers for Fairy Tail, the deafening sound echoing throughout the venue as if it would lift the roof off.
"With such a powerful Fairy Tail, who can possibly win? Could it be that the Fairy Tail fighters have been cheating all along?" Jabdirola's voice echoed throughout the venue via the loudspeaker, moving everyone present.
The other Fairy Tail members also wore solemn expressions, realizing that defeating such a powerful Fairy Tail seemed extremely difficult.
After two days of one-on-one battles, everyone realized that no one could win the match.
Fairy Tail's strength was truly terrifying, putting unprecedented pressure on the members of other Fairy Tail. However, it was precisely because of this challenge that the fighting spirit deep within each participant was ignited.
It's as if simply being able to fight Fairy Tail members to a standstill is enough to earn recognition.
To be continued~