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

Chapter 119 Virtual Style: Zi!

"you......!"

After being repeatedly put on a mental stand by Ron, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he was about to lose his temper.

Toki Andba's eyes widened. He knew that Azuma was on the verge of exploding, so he wasted no more time.

He quickly stood on the suspended platform and waved to the others below.

"All other irrelevant personnel on the stage, please retreat outside the barrier. We'll begin once everyone is ready."

After he finished speaking, the others near the arena started to move, and he also controlled the floating platform to retreat to a higher and safer altitude.

He only made the official announcement after everyone had left and returned to their seats.

"The final practical assessment is about to begin!"

As soon as Councilor Toki Anderba finished speaking, Azuma raised his hands and immediately channeled his magic power, creating a powerful shockwave around him.

"Wild Wooden Cage!"

boom!

He slammed his hands on the stone slabs on the ground, and every single slab in the row in front of him was lifted and shattered, countless thick...

Tree roots and giant trees surged and engulfed Ron, who was standing in the center of the stage!

Despite witnessing all this, Ron maintained his cheerful smile, standing there with his hands in his pockets.

"Still not learning your lesson? These tricks aren't working."

Buzz!

The tree roots and giant trees that were attacking Ron were once again unable to advance when they reached his vicinity.

Those tree roots, as thick as a person's waist, were suspended in mid-air, and no matter how much Azuma activated his magic, they could not move forward an inch.

Azuma's pupils contracted sharply. He saw that even with all his strength, he couldn't touch the other person's clothes, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Ron smiled, shook his head, sighed, took his right hand out of his pocket, pulled down his sunglasses, and vaguely revealed his azure pupils.

Then, he lowered his raised right hand slightly and silently made a gun gesture towards Azuma in front of him.

Seeing this familiar starting stance, Azuma realized it was the ancient magic that Ron had previously cast on Rastiros.

Azuma showed no fear; instead, she smiled with excitement.

"Spirit Pill?! You think you can defeat me with that kind of magic? Don't even dream about it!"

He then mobilized his own magic power, and a magic circle appeared in front of him.

"The Shield of the Giant Tree!"

The countless giant trees in front of him instantly coiled and compressed around him, hardening into a massive, indestructible tree shield more than ten meters thick.

"This defensive shield can definitely block your spirit orb!"

Azuma hid behind the giant shield, watching Ron through the small gaps in the tree shield to prevent Ron from finding him.

To his surprise, Ron did not use that spell.

Magic circles lit up on either side of Ron's front, and two constantly fluctuating balls of magic appeared.

One was a crimson magic ball, the other a pale blue magic sphere.

Azuma sensed the two balls of magic, his expression instantly froze, and a sudden sense of impending death welled up in his heart.

What kind of magic is that?!

Ron continued casting his spell, still looking quite pleased.

He had already seen through Azuma's tree shield with his six eyes and found his figure.

What surprises me is that you think this is how you can beat me.

It seems I still need to show you the difference between us.

Then, Ron's gesture changed.

He retracted his index fingertip, rotated his wrist, and gently hooked his thumb under his index and middle fingers, striking a finger-flicking pose.

The moment he changed his hand gesture, the two completely different magical powers collided in front of his fingertips and finally merged into a purple magic ball.

The moment the zodiac forms, it creates a huge airflow.

In the final moments before his release, after confirming that no one on the platform behind Azuma would be caught in the fall, he slightly raised his wrist a few centimeters.

"Empty Form · Zi"

Beep!

A burst of purple magic power erupted towards Azuma at an extremely high speed.

The giant tree shield was easily destroyed the moment it came into contact with the purple light, vanishing without a trace!

Because Ron adjusted the angle at the last moment, the bullet didn't pierce Azuma's body directly, but instead grazed him.

Splash!

The transparent barrier surrounding the arena shattered instantly upon contact with the purple light, failing to hold it back for even half a second, and continued to penetrate without any hindrance.

Boom! ...

It went straight in that direction and blasted into the empty stands behind Azuma.

The stone-built tiered stands were instantly annihilated upon contact with the purple light, unable to withstand its power.

Ultimately, a huge, smoothly cut semi-circular notch was left in the walls and stands of the arena!

Immediately afterwards, the purple light slanted across the sky, leaving its trail in the clouds.

As the distance increases, the size of the violet gradually decreases until it dissipates into the sky, blending into its environment.

After Ron's attack, everyone in the arena was stunned by what they saw, their eyes wide with disbelief as they watched the damage Ron had caused.

Before Speaker Crawford could even check if Azuma was still alive, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

He had originally hoped to use Azuma to get rid of Ron, but when he saw the gap that had evaporated, he realized with horror what kind of monster he had provoked!

Toki Anderba remained motionless on the suspended platform, like a stiff statue, unable to comprehend the scene before him.

The eliminated contestants in the audience had the same expression. Eric gasped, and the thought of facing him before sent chills down his spine.

Lahar, sitting to the side, stared wide-eyed, recalling what Ron had said earlier.

It turns out Ron was right from the start; he was just there to make an appearance, and he was already a player on another level.

On the cratered arena, Azuma remained in his defensive stance behind his shield, a blank expression on his face.

The spot where the purple light had just grazed his scalp was badly scraped, and a stream of blood slowly flowed down his forehead and across his dazed face.

He felt the warmth of the blood on his face. Azuma's initial warlike mood vanished instantly after witnessing Ron's power.

The other party is right, he is a weakling.

Unable to suppress his fear of death, he was so frightened that his legs gave way and he collapsed heavily onto the stone slab.

Looking at Azuma lying on the ground, Ron slowly lowered his right hand and pushed his slipping sunglasses back into place.

He stretched lazily and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Finally done! Now we're guaranteed a top-three finish."

I can finally go back and properly discuss business contracts.