Fairy Tail: You said you were just acting, are you serious?

Just then, a series of unhurried footsteps came from the passageway.

Everyone's eyes turned in the direction of the sound, and then everyone in the area was stunned for a moment.

Ron put on sunglasses and changed his clothes into a plain black turtleneck uniform, then slowly walked over.

"Yo, good morning everyone!"

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Ron greeted all the contestants with ease.

Rahar looked surprised and pushed up his glasses, which almost fell off.

Why did Lord Ron suddenly change his clothes? Is there some new strategy behind this?

After greeting Ron, he snapped out of his reverie and continued flipping through his notebook, afraid he would forget it once he got on stage.

On the other side, Lastiros, after a moment of stunned silence, revealed a contemptuous smile.

He scoffed inwardly. Did this guy think this was a costume show?

Unfortunately, it's useless; you'll be eliminated soon.

After Ron greeted Urudia, the latter glared at him and then turned her face away as if she didn't know him.

Ron gave a wry smile, then found an open space, leaned against the wall, and skillfully struck a confident and lazy pose.

Anyway, these teenagers are either aloof or posing for the camera, so I blend in without feeling out of place and don't have to worry about looking too cool.

As time passed, footsteps could be heard from the other end.

Azuma strode in, his confidence and belligerence becoming even more pronounced after hearing yesterday's news.

Sora, who followed, frowned and stared at Azuma's back with a very unpleasant expression.

The thought of facing this belligerent dark-skinned man on stage later made her feel irritated.

The two then stood behind the proctor, waiting to go on stage.

Before long, there was not much time left before the start of the second round of elimination matches.

"Distinguished judges, thank you for waiting!"

The chief examiner and referee stood on the suspended platform in the center of the arena, raising the magical megaphone.

"Without further ado, please welcome the contestants from the first round of the second elimination tournament to the stage!"

As the referee announced the result, both sides came to the center of the ring. Azuma maintained her previous expression, while Sora took a deep breath and forced a sweet smile as she entered the ring.

However, although Sora smiled, her eyes were filled with anger as she looked at Azuma.

"The first match begins now!"

Sora took the initiative, taking out the Celestial Key, turning it in the air to unlock it, and lighting up a magic circle.

"The Eagle's Throne, Kayelum!"

The moment the magic circle unfolded, Kayelum transformed into a beam cannon, and the instant it appeared, the muzzle rotated and locked onto Azuma.

Boom!

The beam cannon unleashed a thick beam of light, instantly blasting towards Azuma!

Azuma didn't hesitate either, slapping his hands on the stone slab and activating a magic circle.

"Wooden Design - Tower of Trees!"

Boom! Crack!

The stone slab that had lit up the magic circle shattered instantly, and an enormous tree burst forth from the ground, blocking Azuma's path.

The beam of light struck the tree trunk, leaving only a charred crater, unable to penetrate it at all!

"Damn it!"

Sora frowned. Couldn't this even cause any harm to this guy?

"Is this your maximum output? That's very disappointing."

Azuma sighed, and then his five fingers instantly closed.

In the next instant, the tree split off countless roots, which swept towards Sora and Kayelum.

Sora couldn't escape the entanglement of those tree roots, let alone Kayelum, who was merely a Protoss.

"Kayelum!"

Sora reached out to pick up Kayelum in protest, intending to switch and cut off the tree roots.

"It's no use."

Squeak! Creak!

With a casual wave of his hand, Azuma squeezed the roots of the tree that were wrapped around Kayalum into scrap metal.

Kayelum was then too badly injured and dissipated into the air, returning to the Protoss Realm to recover.

Azuma forced Kong Nai to the edge of the arena, then asked:

"Now, I'm asking you one last time, do you admit defeat?"

If you're scared, then obediently get down there.

Seeing Azuma's haughty demeanor, the embarrassed Sora still managed a mocking smile.

"Stop looking down on me, you idiot!"

Azuma nodded and sneered:

"Since you won't admit defeat, then I'll grant your wish."

The tree roots that were wrapped around Sora instantly swelled up, and a faint red glow of dense magic emanated from the bark.

Boom!

An explosion rang out in the arena, raising a cloud of dust.

"cough!"

The severely injured Sora fell onto the open ground outside the arena, coughed, and then lost consciousness.

The judges on the platform stared in shock at Azuma's retreating figure, their eyes wide with disbelief.

"This young man didn't even show his full strength before. What happened with that explosion?!"

The judges on the side exclaimed in surprise.

Speaker Crawford stroked his beard and couldn't help but sigh:

"It seems that this young man named Azuma was inspired after witnessing Ron White's battle and suddenly realized how to inscribe other spells on his Wood-Shaping Magic to cause an explosion."

I underestimated this young man's magical abilities; he's truly a terrifying genius.

Upon hearing the speaker's assessment, the other council members also showed expressions of admiration, and most of their doubts were dispelled.

"Azuma wins the first elimination match!"

The proctor went up into the ring to make repairs, while Azuma had already returned to the waiting area.

Just as Azuma passed by, Markbeth stared at him with displeasure in his eyes, his fists clenched.

At the same time, Guan Xing also showed an angry expression, but because he could not reveal his identity at the moment, he could only grit his teeth and suppress his anger.

The second match began quickly afterward, and Urudia, who was using the alias Tia, easily froze Jack's lower body.

With Jack's surrender, she advanced to the second round.

The judges on the platform nodded in satisfaction. After the previous competition, this ice-shaped magic was indeed more pleasing to the eye.

As the second match ended, the battle on the magic screen began to change.

[Match 3: Ron vs. Lastiros]

"Next up is the third match!"

Please welcome Ron White and Lastiros to the stage!

Chapter 111 Battle against Lastiros

As the referee urged them on, Ron and Lastiros stepped onto the ring from either side, maintaining their own rhythm.

The first two matches were not very entertaining, and the judges on the platform were looking forward to a thrilling third match.

Watching Xing Qiqi, he stared at Ron as he went up on stage, a displeased expression on his face.

He kept thinking that if his poison fog plan succeeded, he might be the one standing on the stage, teaching that arrogant Lastiros a lesson.

No, what if he also takes care of Lastiros for me?

He then shook his head, gritting his teeth as he fantasized that it would be best if the two of them lost the competition together!

Finally, the two reached the center of the ring and looked at each other.

Before the referee could even announce the start of the match, Lastiros couldn't contain himself and let out a sinister grin.

"Did you dress up today to commemorate your defeat in the second round?"

He pushed up his glasses and opened his arms to mock Ron.

"So you should stay in your own town and act in your own drama."

You don't actually think you can keep making clay toys and go on indefinitely in this magician's arena, do you?

Ron simply smiled and cracked his neck in response to Lastiros's mockery.

It seems like the other person is a bit agitated. Have they figured out how to deal with me?

He ignored the opponent's trash talk and looked up at the referee.

"Hey referee, can you hurry up and announce the start?"

Did you let him finish first because you saw he was reciting his lines, which is unusual for him?

Lastiros chuckled at the other's frivolous manner.

The referee, regaining his senses, quickly swung his arm and shouted:

"The third elimination match is now beginning!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ron reached into his waist pouch and quickly began kneading clay.

puff~

A magic circle shimmering with white light appeared around him, and then a puff of white smoke dissipated, revealing that the clay had transformed into a giant clay bird with a wingspan of about two meters.

He darted forward and easily leaped onto the bird's back.

Phew~!

The large bird flapped its wings and carried Ron into the air. Ron adopted the same strategy as in the first round, preparing to adapt to any situation and gain air superiority.

At the same time, looking at Ron who was using the same move, Lastiros shook his head and revealed a contemptuous look.

It's still the same clay bird. Is this all the imagination you have? It's so boring.

"Summon magic, servant, come forth!"

The magic around Lastiros surged, and then he cast a magic circle with his hands.

After the magic circle burst into a bright light, a giant beast, 3 meters tall and resembling a hedgehog, materialized.

The back of this giant hedgehog is not covered with ordinary spikes, but with rows of silver needles that gleam with a metallic sheen.

In mid-air, Ron sensed a high density of magic on the giant hedgehog's back, especially the metallic silver needles on its back, which contained a significant amount of compressed magic.

Ron frowned slightly; this summoned beast was different from yesterday's.

"Who cares? Strike first!"

Ron's fingers moved swiftly, creating dozens of small white clay birds, which then swooped down toward Lastiros.

"A trivial skill."

Lastiros gave a confident smile and snapped his fingers.

"Roar!"

As the giant hedgehog roared, its entire back instantly glowed red.