"Boom..."
"Lord Chen Fan...! Lord Chen Fan...!"
"Lord Chen Fan..."
As Chen Fan walked step by step into the venue, the entire hall erupted in cheers. However, most of the attendees were elderly and middle-aged people, along with some married young women, and perhaps some women who had always dreamed of marrying Chen Fan.
"Is Chen Fan really that popular?" the First Generation asked, frowning and looking displeased.
Makarov wiped the sweat from his face and said, "Chen Fan a good person. He helped many people back then, so even after seven years, some people still remember him fondly."
"Oh...! Really! That's all right then, honey, good luck!" the First Generation shouted with a smile;
"Dad! Go for it!" The two children were also cheering for Chen Fan.
Seeing the two children and Mavis cheering him on, Chen Fan waved to them and even blew them a kiss. Regardless of Chen Fan's strength, his white trench coat, fair skin that girls envy, gentle smile, and black and white hair made him stand out from the crowd in terms of sheer handsomeness.
Seeing Chen Fan's flamboyant demeanor, Jura smiled wryly and said, "Lord Chen Fan still likes this kind of thing! I was originally planning a final battle with Lord Chen Fan, but I didn't expect the fight to start so early. Is it lucky or unlucky?" With that, Earth Flow.
Sherry, annoyed by Chen Fan's boastful attitude, waved her little fist angrily. "Go! Mr. Jura! A guy who likes to show off won't be strong. Let everyone see who the Strongest Man in the Kingdom of Fiore is!" Finding no one echoing her sentiments, Sherry turned to Lyon, Yuka, and Toby, and seeing that none of them were cheering for Jura, she said discontentedly, "Hey!... What's wrong with you guys? Why aren't you cheering for Mr. Jura!"
Lyon gave an awkward laugh and said, "Sherry, you're wrong this time. Mr. Chen Fan's strength is on another level. That was seven years ago, and he truly deserves the name 'Hand of God.' Unlike the others in Fairy Tail who have been asleep for seven years, his strength seven years later is something only he knows. You can take a look at the guild master!" Lyon pointed to Grandmother Ooba, the guild master of Lamia Scale.
Sherry looked up and saw Grandmother Ooba shouting to Jura, "Go for it, Jura! You must withstand 10 moves from Chen Fan!"
Sherry was speechless. If even her own guild leader, Grandmother Ooba, said so, it meant one thing: the Strongest Man in the Kingdom of Fiore, was truly incredibly strong, even though he seemed to have no magic power at all.
Members from other guilds also turned their attention to the arena. Most of them were newcomers, and many had never seen Chen Fan in action before, only hearing about Chen Fan immense power. This was an opportunity for them. Jura was the Fifth Seat among the Ten Great Wizard Saints, and the battle between Jura and Chen Fan was sure to be spectacular. At least it would let them know the extent of Chen Fan's abilities; otherwise, they would feel quite uncertain facing the unknown.
Chen Fan stopped in front of Jura and smiled as he looked at Jura. Chen Fan sensed the changes in Jura; she had gradually become more composed, her initial sharpness replaced by a calmer demeanor. Jura seemed to have grown very quickly over the years, getting closer and closer to the Abyss of Magic.
"Lord Chen Fan! I have come to challenge you, as agreed seven years ago!" Jura said solemnly, bowing to Chen Fan.
"Jura! Come on, give it a try! I haven't stretched my muscles in ages, my body's practically rusted if I don't move around!" Chen Fan said with a smile, stretching his body.
The spectators outside the arena held their breath, as did all the athletes inside.
"Battle begins!!!"
With a "whoosh," powerful magic emanated from Jura's body, causing the entire venue to tremble. The magic was released wildly, and the powerful magic caused cracks to appear in the ground around her body.
"Boom..." The audience trembled violently. This was the second time today that they had felt the terrifying power of magic. This powerful magic was enough to make these opponents lose their confidence in fighting. If it were others, they would be afraid and rush up to fight their opponents without regard for anything. For the first time, these people felt that all their previous exciting battles were just fancy moves. Only a contest of powerful magic was true strength.
Compared to Jura's overwhelming aura, Chen Fan was much more low-key, lacking any imposing presence whatsoever. However, the nonchalant smile on his face indicated that he didn't care about this powerful magic.
Jura's eyes widened, he stretched out two fingers, pointed downwards, and shouted, "Iron Rock Pillar!"
"Boom..." Rock pillars erupted from the ground, lifting Chen Fan directly into the air, eliciting gasps from the audience;
Immediately afterwards, Jura his hand, and eight more pillars appeared around Chen Fan.
"Boom...!..." All the Iron Rock Pillar seemed to grow out of the ground, rushing towards Chen Fan as if they were alive. All the pillars collided violently, sending fragments of rock flying in all directions and raising a cloud of dust;
"Did he take him down?!" The ordinary spectators had witnessed Jura's powerful attack, and Chen Fan seemed to have absorbed it all. What happened now? Had Fiore's the Strongest Man been taken down just like that?
"Ah... ha..." Jura didn't stop attacking. One after another, the Iron Rock Pillar kept attacking Chen Fan, making the spectators' hearts pound. This was what the Ten Great Wizard Saints looked like when they unleashed their power!
Sherry, who had initially spoken ill of Chen Fan, exclaimed in shock upon seeing Jura's inhumane attack, "Mr. Jura!... Is he such a cruel person?"