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

Upon hearing this, the observers were in an uproar.

The four people standing on the ring remained calm and did not react much.

Ron simply didn't care, while the other three had already known about this special rule beforehand.

However, Markbeth secretly prayed that he could avenge them.

Speaker Crawford then waved his hand and announced in a referee's tone:

"Now, let's announce the player who is currently ranked first in performance points, which is Azuma!"

The magical light screen above the arena lit up, and a person's avatar and score appeared prominently at the top.

[First Place: Azuma]

Speaker Crawford stood on the floating platform, looking at the first place winner on the magical light screen, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

The first place was naturally chosen by all the judges after summarizing their opinions. He only said a few more words, and they unconsciously raised the scores of the remaining three members of the Dark Guild, which led to this situation.

Now, if the choice is given to them, that belligerent Azuma will surely choose Ron.

In this way, he can not only resolve this variable in a logical way, but also bring all the considerations back to the direction he should be developing.

The speaker then stepped back and handed over the magic megaphone.

The referee then began asking questions:

"Now, the player ranked first who has advanced, please choose your opponent!"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Azuma took a step forward and walked to the very front of the ring.

He then turned his head, his gaze slowly sweeping over the other three people.

Finally, in the midst of the stench, the stench was so strong that it seemed like a veil of poison. The remaining text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly representing a corrupted or incomplete sentence or a corrupted file. A direct translation wouldn't be meaningful.

"I choose her."

Crawford's smile froze on his face, his eyes widened, and he showed a shocked expression.

Ron watched as Azuma pointed at Urtia with an incredulous look in his eyes, and couldn't help but start to complain inwardly.

Dude, shouldn't you have chosen me at this point? Why aren't you playing by the rules?!

Chapter 115 Ron VS Dark Night

Everyone in the arena was stunned by Azuma's choice.

The speaker gasped. What was Azuma doing?!

Why not choose Ron? Why not choose him?!

Even Markbes, who had been half-closing his eyes, was surprised to open them completely, staring blankly at Azuma pointing at Urtia, clearly not following his train of thought.

Urutia, who was being pointed at, naturally showed a surprised expression.

She then took a deep breath, frowned, and stared at Azuma with a puzzled look.

Why did you choose me?

Faced with Urutia's questioning, Azuma revealed a smug smile.

"You know the truth about this yourself."

Since I have to choose one person to fight, I should naturally choose the strongest of the three people present. That's the only way to go.

As for Ron and Markbeth, he couldn't be bothered with them. He would deal with whoever made it to the finals later.

Urutia frowned even more and smacked.

When she invited Azuma, he chose to decline.

He only became interested in coming after hearing that it was an elimination tournament, which means he came to challenge the strong.

When this guy arrived, he was greatly disappointed. He felt that the other contestants were no match for him and none of them were worthy of his attention. That's why he wanted to challenge me, the leader!

This idiot whose mind is only focused on challenging the strong!

At this point, the plan should take precedence. What good would it do him to challenge me?!

Despite her anger, she suppressed her true feelings for the sake of the bigger picture and could only respond coldly:

"Since you insist on this, then I have no choice but to accept the challenge."

Seeing that both sides had agreed and made a decision, Speaker Crawford could only wave to the referee with a dark expression, signaling to start quickly.

The referee nodded and immediately raised the megaphone to announce loudly:

"In that case, the matchups for the third round semifinals are officially set!"

The first match will be between Ron and Markbeth!

The second match will be between Azuma and Tia!

Now, please have Azuma and Tia leave the arena temporarily to rest.

The first elimination match of the third round is about to begin!

After hearing the referee's instructions, Urutia glared coldly at Azuma and turned to walk off the ring first.

Azuma didn't linger and followed after her.

Soon, only Ron and Markbeth remained standing on the wide arena.

As the referee sent Speaker Crawford back to the spectator stands, the referee began to announce the verdict.

"The first elimination round has officially begun!"

Unusually, the two fighters in the ring did not immediately start fighting.

Ron, wearing sunglasses, stood there casually, while Markbeth's gaze remained fixed on Azuma's retreating figure as she walked off the ring, a look of displeasure on his face.

They won't even give me a chance to get revenge? That's really infuriating.

Ron sighed; he really hadn't expected to run into Markbeth first.

Don't be fooled by his first two performances, which only involved bounce magic. This guy possesses a lot of spatial deflection magic, capable of bending and bouncing light or any object, making him quite a troublesome opponent.

However, Ron had read the original story and knew his weaknesses, so he was nothing to fear.

His magic still cannot twist the human body, and he still needs to rely on his own nerve reaction speed when casting the magic.

As long as I can get close to him by speed, his magic will be useless.

"Stop looking, they've already gone far away."

Ron spoke first, casually striking up a conversation with the absent-minded Markbeth.

Seeing that Markbeth was still ignoring him, Ron continued:

"It seems you're upset because you feel looked down upon. Would you like to hear some of my advice?"

At this moment, Markbeth turned his head, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Ron.

"What suggestions?"

Ron said with a smile:

"We both think this match is meaningless, so why don't you just concede and let me win?"

In exchange, once the finals come around, I'll give that guy named Azuma a good beating, consider it revenge for you, how about it?"

Upon hearing such an audacious proposal, Guan Xing remained silent for a second before erupting into an uproar.

Eric couldn't help but stand up, angrily saying:

"What the hell are you talking about? Asking someone to admit defeat in the semifinals?!"

"Are you sick?!"

Rahar was startled by Eric's excited outburst and shrank back, feeling worried about Ron's arrogant remarks.

Doesn't Ron's statement imply that he also looks down on the other party? What's wrong with him these past few days?

Crawford was furious, his face turning ashen. How could this guy think he could advance so easily? He was shameless.

"This Ron doesn't respect me at all!"

However, Ron didn't care about any of the commotion; he didn't pay it any mind.

If he could advance easily, he would naturally choose this method.

I don't want to waste my stamina and mana in this battle; it's not worth it.

After hearing this, Markbeth's lips curled up slightly, revealing an amused expression.

"Hehe, that sounds like a pretty good suggestion..."

He nodded slowly, as if he really intended to accept it.

"But there's one more thing you can do for me!"

The conversation shifted abruptly, and Markbeth's half-closed eyes opened completely, revealing his icy gaze.

Defeating you right here would be a way to avenge Eric!

call out!

With a wave of his hands, the space in front of him instantly distorted. This distorted spatial force stirred up a storm, transforming into several wind-blade-like attacks that swept directly toward Ron at an astonishing speed!

Both the elected officials and the unsuccessful candidates looked shocked.

"He even knows wind blade magic! This kid's potential is unfathomable!"

Ron remained standing there, sighed, and it seemed he wouldn't accept the proposal.

Just as these invisible wind blades were about to approach Ron, he revealed a confident smile and slightly raised his hand.

[Unrestrained Magic, the Power to Stop]

hum~

As Ron's hands subtly revealed invisible spells, the wind blades mysteriously stopped in front of him!

The twisting force seemed to be constantly surging forward, but it was as if it had hit an air wall, unable to move forward even a step, and could only linger outside Ron's body.

The force stirred up a gust of wind that ruffled Ron's gray hair, but a relaxed smile remained on his sunglasses-covered face.

Faced with all this, Markbeth's expression froze instantly.

"How is this possible... My magic can't even touch him?!"

Could it be magic of the same type as mine?!

Chapter 116 True Eight Gates Formation: The Gate of Closure Opens!

"It seems you still have a misunderstanding."

Hearing Markbeth's question, Ron casually explained:

"Between your magic and my magic lies an insurmountable infinity."

He then guided the twisted wind blades to the side, and the wind blades resumed their movement, but in a skewed direction.

Boom!

The deflected wind blades struck the stone slabs on the ground, leaving several huge scratches!

Ron, who remained motionless, was still unharmed. He adjusted his sunglasses and looked at the terrified Markbeth.

He then twisted his neck with his hand and continued:

"Speaking of which, I do have a spell that's perfect for dealing with you, so let's use it."

It's time to show him the true Eight Gates Formation.

【Form-Driven Magic - The Fifth Gate of the Eight Gates】

[Effect: When used, this form is activated, breaking through the body's energy limits, doubling the user's magical power and quality, and providing a boost to physical strength and movement speed. The form continuously consumes the user's magical power while activated.]

[Note: You can end the form early to stop consuming mana.]

"Open the gate!"

As Ron shouted, a red spell faintly appeared all over his body, and his skin instantly turned a flushed red.