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

Chapter 113 Advancing to the Third Round

As soon as the referee announced the news, the proctors who were waiting below quickly took a stretcher and carried the seriously injured and unconscious Lestiros back for treatment.

Ron descended the stairs with ease, then entered the waiting area and sat down to rest.

Not far from Ron, Urudia stood quietly at the edge of the waiting area.

She glanced at Lastiros being carried away and couldn't help but curse him as an idiot in her heart.

Then, when her gaze fell on Ron, her expression became very subtle and complex.

Just how many kinds of magic does this guy know?

She remembered Ron's main magic, the white magical clay, and the two magical weapons she had seen; all of them were wielding-type magic.

But that blue beam of magic just now was definitely not some kind of holding magic.

What's most terrifying is that this magic doesn't require constructing a magic circle or inscribing a spell; it's an ancient magic that simply condenses and compresses one's own magical power and then unleashes it.

This ancient magic, which relies solely on the compression of magical power, does exist, but it has been eliminated because it consumes too much magical power and lacks sufficient destructive force. However, he uses it with exceptional skill and ease.

Recalling the deal the two had made, and looking at Ron's current composed demeanor, Ultear bit her lip, feeling inexplicably annoyed.

Despite his seemingly frivolous demeanor, he always manages to pull out some strange and unusual things that surprise people.

Although we've reached a consensus, if we encounter him in the third or fourth round, just dealing with his hidden cards would probably be a huge problem.

She then chuckled, thinking to herself that if they really ran into each other, she still wouldn't hold back.

On the other side, Azuma opened her eyes, glanced at Ron who had entered, and curled her lips into a slight smile.

That final shot still ignited a bit of fighting spirit in Azuma.

However, based on his current performance, Ron has still revealed some shortcomings.

Both the clay bomb and the last spell are long-range spells that require maintaining distance.

He still had the advantage against these ranged spells, so he wasn't too afraid of Ron.

Once he closes the distance, Ron's magic won't be of much use.

Ron felt their gazes and couldn't help but find it a little funny.

Stop looking, you can't see through me.

He then turned his head and looked in Urutia's direction, revealing a meaningful smile.

This made Ultear roll her eyes, then she turned her gaze to the arena to watch the upcoming fourth match.

Lahar and Mark Beth have already reached the center of the ring.

Lahar still had a serious and tense expression, while Mark Beth still didn't open his eyes and sat on his flying carpet.

Just then, the referee raised his magical megaphone and announced loudly, "Now, the final match of the second round officially begins!"

Lahar then cast a magic circle, preparing a chain spell to deal with Markbeth.

Then several chains appeared on the magic circle, and before Markbeth could react, he lit up another magic circle under the flying carpet.

The sudden appearance of chains below entangled Mark Beth, causing him to open his eyes in surprise.

"If you lock your movements from multiple directions, you won't be able to move or bounce back!"

boom!

Lahar then unleashed a second, different magic circle, followed by a beam of light that struck Markbeth directly, instantly knocking him to the ground.

Seeing his tactics succeed, Lahar finally broke into an excited smile.

"Success! My tactics have finally..."

"You've had enough of your daydreaming, it's time to get up."

Suddenly, a lazy voice rang in Lahar's ears, interrupting his reverie.

Click!

In that instant, the world before him, with the fallen Mark Beth, the entire scene shattered like a mirror.

He was hallucinating; he was shattered.

When Lahar emerged from the illusion, he was horrified to discover that he was not standing in the center of the ring.

His legs had somehow reached the edge of the ring, with half of his feet dangling in the air!

Back in reality, Lahar lost his balance and fell off the edge of the ring.

Just as he fell, the last thing he saw on the stage was that Dark Night's eyes were not even fully open.

I was careless...

"Ouch, that hurts!"

He fell onto the open ground outside the ring and accidentally twisted his ankle.

He clutched his ankle in pain and spun around a few times before lying down on the ground, staring at the blurry sky. Only then did he realize that his glasses were no longer on his nose; he had no idea where they had fallen.

Realizing he was truly out, Lahar showed a defeated expression.

"In the fourth elimination match, Mark Beth wins!"

The second round of competition has concluded!

As the referee announced the results, the list of the four finalists advancing to the next round was displayed on the magic screen.

The judges looked at the screen and began to give an overall evaluation of the finalists.

"This young man named Mark Beth is terrifying. Not only can he reflect magic, but he can also use illusions so skillfully."

"Yeah, the bespectacled kid who was playing against him didn't even realize that he was under a hallucination right from the start. He only realized it when he was about to fall. He was so careless."

"Ultear's magic remains pleasing to the eye and performs consistently well."

"And Azuma, with Ron's guidance, actually mastered these explosive techniques. His potential is limitless."

"Lastiros also grasped the concept and was a good candidate, but unfortunately he was eliminated in the end."

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Several council members discussed the matter, and then Yajima stroked his chin and casually said, "But Ron, I feel he performed better than them. He advanced by relying on his own strength and even countered perfectly when he was being targeted, which showed his potential very well."

Councilor Toki Anderba nodded in agreement, saying, "That's right. Although his magical fluctuations aren't as strong as other advancers, defeating two opponents who were clearly stronger than him in succession is a good indication of his prowess."

The council members standing nearby nodded in agreement upon hearing their words, feeling that what they said made a lot of sense.

Of these, only Speaker Crawford scoffed dismissively.

"So what? The ancient magic he used at the end consumed a huge amount of magic power."

His attack just now probably depleted most of his magic power, and such reckless magic can only catch people off guard.

The next two matches are tomorrow. He can't possibly last until the fourth round if he keeps expending his magic power like this.

His most important argument now is actually because he doesn't allow this uncontrollable variable to affect his private transactions.

"What the Speaker said makes sense, so let's leave it at that for today."

As Ron waited for the third round of the list to be announced the next day, he noticed something was amiss and turned around to find the council members standing up, preparing to leave.

Just then, the referee picked up the magical megaphone and announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, the second round of the elimination tournament has ended."

We will officially announce the matchups for the third round tomorrow. Thank you.