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

Chapter 115 Ron VS Dark Night

Everyone on the stage 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, unexpectedly opened them completely, staring blankly at Azuma pointing at Ultia, clearly not following his train of thought.

Urudia, 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?

When Urutia questioned him, Azuma revealed a smug smile.

"You know the truth about this."

Since I have to choose someone to fight, I should naturally choose the strongest of the three people present. That would be more like it.

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

Urudia frowned even more and clicked his tongue.

When she invited Azuma, he declined.

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 be the priority. What good would it do him to challenge me?!

Despite her inner rage, she suppressed her true feelings for the sake of the bigger picture and could only coldly reply, "Since you insist, 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 his hand at the referee with a dark expression, signaling to get started quickly.

The referee nodded and immediately raised the megaphone to announce loudly: "In that case, the match list for the third round of the semi-finals is officially established!"

The first match will be between Ron and Mark Beth!

The second match is 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, Urudia glared coldly at Azuma and turned to walk off the ring first.

Azuma didn't linger and followed after him.

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

After the referee escorted Speaker Crawford back to the stands, he returned to the edge of the ring and began his announcement.

"The first elimination round has officially begun!"

Unusually, the two people in the ring did not immediately make a move.

Wearing sunglasses, Ron stood there relaxed, while Mark Beth's gaze remained fixed on Azuma's retreating figure as he walked off the ring, a displeased look 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 Mark Beth first.

Don't be fooled by his performance in the first two matches, which only involved deflection magic. This guy possesses a lot of spatial deflection magic, which can bend and bounce light or any object, making him a rather troublesome opponent.

However, Ron had read the original story and knew his weaknesses, so he was not a threat at all.

His magic still cannot twist the human body, and casting the magic still relies on his own nerve reaction speed.

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 Mark Beth.

Seeing that Mark Beth was still ignoring him, Ron continued, "It seems you're upset because you felt looked down upon. How about you listen to some of my advice?"

Only then did Mark Beth turn his head, raise an eyebrow, and look at Ron.

"What suggestion?"

Ron said with a smile, "We all think this duel is meaningless, so why don't you just admit defeat and let me win?"

In exchange, once we get to the finals, I'll do everything I can to beat that guy named Azuma up for you, as revenge, how about it?

Upon hearing such an audacious suggestion, the audience fell silent for a second before erupting into a clamor.

Eric couldn't help but stand up, angrily saying, "What kind of joke are you making, asking someone to admit defeat in the semi-finals?!"

"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.

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

Ron paid no attention to the noise from the audience; he didn't take it seriously.

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, Mark Beth's lips curled up slightly, revealing an amused expression.

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

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

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

The conversation shifted abruptly, and Mark Beth's half-closed eyes snapped open, 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 hurtled directly towards Ron at an astonishing speed!

The judges and the losers in the audience all looked shocked.

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

Ron remained standing there, sighing. It seemed he wasn't going to accept the offer.

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 sprinting forward, but it was like hitting an invisible wall, unable to move forward and only able to stagnate 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, Mark Beth'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?!