Two devastating bolts of lightning magic collided head-on.
A blinding flash instantly illuminated half the city.
A violent shockwave swept in every direction, leveling every building across the entire block.
Rubble filled the sky, and the ground was blasted open into deep craters.
At the center of the ruins, Laxus and Orga withdrew their power at the same time.
Their gazes were sharp as blades as they prepared to fight to the death with everything they had.
Then, an immense, suffocating magical power suddenly enveloped the entire arena.
The restless power of lightning was instantly suppressed completely.
Both men turned to look.
At the end of the street, a tall bald man slowly approached.
It was Jura, one of the Ten Wizard Saints.
With his palms pressed together, he wore a calm, composed expression.
"Pardon my intrusion, gentlemen."
Jura's voice was not loud, yet it reached both men clearly.
"I was drawn here by your fighting spirit and felt the urge to exchange a few moves."
Jura stopped, his gaze sweeping over the two of them.
"Today, I will face both of you at once."
"One against two?! Jura is too strong!"
Commentator Chapati Lola shot to his feet, shouting himself hoarse.
"This is insane! Jura, the universally acknowledged second-strongest contestant, has entered the battle!"
"With this, every top-tier matchup in the arena has begun!"
The images on the giant screen quickly split into four.
Erza drew her swords and clashed fiercely with Kagura, who had drawn her blade.
Natsu was wreathed in flames as he collided madly with Lyon's ice magic.
Gajeel transformed into the Iron Dragon, locked in a fierce struggle against Rogue's shadow power.
Laxus, Orga, and Jura stood in a three-way standoff as their magical power surged higher and higher.
Several peak battles unfolded at once,