Laxus leaned against the wall with his arms folded and gave a cold snort.
"Jura couldn't beat Lu Chongwei seven years ago. He stands even less chance now. There's no suspense in this match."
Under everyone's gaze, Lu Chongwei turned and strode toward the arena passage.
A light breeze brushed across the center of the arena as Lu Chongwei and Jura stood facing each other.
Their auras clashed fiercely, and even the air around them grew heavy and stagnant.
Jura looked at the young opponent before him, his firm face filled with complicated emotion.
"Lord Lu Chongwei." Jura pressed his palms together, his voice deep and resonant. "We have not had a proper fight in nearly ten years. Back when we subjugated Oración Seis, I longed to battle you, but never had the chance."
"Today, at the Grand Magic Games, my wish is finally fulfilled."
Blazing fighting spirit ignited in Jura's eyes, and his entire body radiated a fierce will to battle.
Just as the two faced off, Yajima in the commentator's booth picked up the microphone and announced explosive news that shook the entire venue.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" Yajima's voice was full of shock. "Many people don't know Contestant Lu Chongwei's background, but I can tell you clearly that seven years ago, he was already among the Ten Wizard Saints. His ranking back then was far above the now-famous Jura!"
Boom!
The hundred thousand spectators were thrown into complete uproar, as if struck by a magnitude-ten earthquake.
"What? He's one of the Ten Wizard Saints too? And his ranking was higher than Jura's?"
"He looks only in his twenties. How can he be that terrifying?"
No one could have imagined that this young, composed Mage possessed such terrifying foundations.
The stands instantly split into two camps.
"It doesn't matter