"Lu Chongwei! I am no longer what I used to be!"
Natsu roared, and the ground beneath his feet suddenly exploded.
"I'm going to fuck!"
Boom!
The figure of Natsu disappeared instantly and rushed towards Lu Chongwei with an indomitable momentum.
"Fire Dragon's--Iron Fist!"
The fist wrapped in flames carried the strong wind and headed straight for Lu Chongwei's face. The power of this punch was slightly stronger than that of Forest of Delusion.
However, Lu Chongwei only turned slightly sideways.
Huh--
The flaming fist grazed the tip of his nose and failed to even ignite the corners of his clothes.
"Too slow."
Lu Chongwei commented lightly.
Lu Chongwei still had his hands in his pockets, but he raised his foot casually and lightly tripped Natsu's calf.
"Wow!"
Natsu's center of gravity was unstable and he fell forward, but he reacted very quickly, supported the ground with one hand, and used the force to perform a roundhouse kick.
"Fire Dragon's-hook!"
This kick was powerful and heavy, with a strong sound of wind.
Lu Chongwei finally stretched out a hand.
Snap.
He caught Natsu's ankle lightly, and the blow that was enough to break the rock did not move at all in his hand.
"The strength is okay, but the accuracy is a bit off."
Lu Chongwei flicked his wrist and flicked it casually.
Natsu was thrown out like a top, rolling several times in the air before barely landing.
"Damn it! It's not over yet!"
Natsu The moment he landed, his hands suddenly clasped together, and a huge fireball condensed in his palms.
"Fire Dragon's--Huang Yan!"
Boom!
The huge fireball hit Lu Chongwei like a meteorite, and the terrifying high temperature distorted the surrounding air.
Lucy, who was watching, couldn't help but exclaimed, "What a powerful magic! Natsu, is this guy serious?"
Facing this massive blow, Lu Chongwei still stood where he was.
He slowly raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at the flying fireball.
"O King! The mask of flesh and blood, all the things, fluttering high, bearing the name of mankind! The heat and strife, rolling southward across the sea, marching forward!"
As the chant sounded, a little red light condensed on his fingertips. Although it was only a little, the aura of destruction contained in it made everyone present feel palpitations.
"Hadō #31·Shakkaho."
Boom!!!
A red beam of light shot out from his fingertips.
The beam of light didn't look as huge as Natsu's brilliant flames, but the moment the two collided--
The huge fireball of Natsu was like a punctured balloon, instantly penetrated, torn and swallowed by Shakkaho!
The crimson beam continued unabated, flying past Natsu's cheek and bombarding Rock Wall behind him, exploding a bottomless pit.
"Gudu..."
Natsu swallowed and felt his cheeks burning with pain. If the blow just now had hit the target, he might have already lied down.
"This is...Lu Chongwei's fire?"
Natsu Looking at the big pit, the fighting spirit in his eyes not only did not subside, but burned even more intensely.
"It's amazing! It's amazing!"
Natsu was so excited that his whole body was shaking.
"This is the opponent I want to defeat!"
At this time, the crowd is on the periphery.
Erza and Mirajane stood side by side, watching the battle in the field.
"Oh, Lu Chongwei is really merciful." Mirajane held his face and said with a smile, "If that shot Shakkaho hits, Natsu will have to lie in bed for several days, right?"
"Natsu, that guy is too messy." Erza crossed his arms. Although he was reproachful, his eyes were fixed on the battlefield, with concern in his eyes. "However, Lu Chongwei's magic control has indeed improved a lot."
"What? Are you feeling distressed?" Mirajane suddenly approached Erza and teased with a smirk, "Are you feeling distressed that Natsu was beaten, or are you worried that Lu Chongwei will be injured?"
"Who... who is feeling distressed!" Erza blushed and subconsciously touched the red necklace around his neck, "I'm just analyzing the battle situation!"
"Yes, yes, analyze the battle situation." Mirajane covered his mouth and smiled.
On the field, the battle has entered a fever pitch.
Natsu Seeing that long-range attacks were ineffective, he chose close combat again.
"Since magic can't defeat you, then use this trick!"
The flames all over Natsu's body surged, and he rushed towards Lu Chongwei like a rocket, with a huge Flame Sword horn condensed on top of his head.
"Fire Dragon's--sword horn!!!"
This is Natsu's strongest charging technique at present. It is extremely fast, and with an indomitable momentum, it points directly at Lu Chongwei's chest.
Facing this blow, Lu Chongwei finally took out his other hand from his pocket.
His hand rested on the handle of the knife at his waist.
That moment.
An ancient and vast atmosphere enveloped the entire place. The surrounding temperature suddenly increased, and a heat wave hit us.
Clang--
Ryujin Jakka unsheathed one inch.
Just an inch.
But the spiritual pressure and heat wave that exploded at that moment formed an invisible wall.
Natsu's menacing sword horn suddenly stopped for a moment when it hit this aura.
Right here between the lightning and flint.
Lu Chongwei did not draw the sword to strike, but instead released the handle of the sword, made a fist with his right hand, and took advantage of the moment when Natsu stopped, punching Natsu in the abdomen.
"It's over."
Bang!
A dull sound of flesh colliding was heard.
Natsu's eyes almost popped out, and the flames on his body were extinguished instantly. His whole body was bent into a shrimp shape, his feet lifted off the ground, and then he fell to his knees with a plop, holding his stomach and retching.
"Ahem... it hurts..."
The audience was silent for a second, and then burst into cheers.
"Won! Lu Chongwei won!"
"It's too strong! It's completely crushing!"
Lu Chongwei shook his hand, squatted down and looked at Natsu.
"How's it going? Do you still want to fight?"
Natsu raised his head with difficulty. Although he grimaced in pain, his eyes still shone with an unyielding light.
"Of course... of course!"
Natsu struggled to stand up, but fell back down.
"Next time... next time I will definitely beat you!"
Natsu clenched his fists and shouted loudly.
"I want to be the Fairy Tail strongest Mage man!"
The early morning sunlight shines in through the cracks in the guild door, and the smell of wine and barbecue from last night's banquet still lingers in the air.
"I can't do it anymore... I'm going to die..."
Natsu was lying on the table like a salted fish, and his soul was about to float out of his mouth. He was severely beaten by Lu Chongwei's punch last night. Although Dragon Slayer recovered quickly with his physique, the feeling of his internal organs being turned upside down still left him with lingering fears.
"Deserved it."
Gray sat aside, holding a glass of ice water in his hand, looking at Natsu with gloating.
"Who told you to challenge Lu Chongwei? That guy is simply a monster now."
"Who are you calling a monster?!" Natsu instantly came back to life. He slapped the table and jumped up, with veins popping out on his forehead. "I was careless! Next time! I will definitely win next time!"
"Tch, you're tough." Gray curled his lips disdainfully.
"Want to fight? Droopy eyes!"
"Come on! Hang yourself!"