A magic merchant infiltrating Fairy Tail

Kira remained unfazed, narrowing the area of ​​his magic. With a constant magical output, the drying properties of the region were significantly improved. Even though ice covered the entire arena, within a three-foot radius centered on Kira, there wasn't a single ice shard or even a drop of water.

"Again, again!"

"You bastard, you're just asking for it!"

Faced with Kira's verbal provocation, Gray chose to fight without hesitation. His longsword thrust straight forward, and with the enhancement of ice magic, it remained as long as an ordinary sword even after entering the arid territory.

Kira exclaimed in surprise, "Oh? You actually managed to hold on this long? Looks like you've really improved! That's impressive!"

"Isn't it just about condensing and concentrating magic power for a small breakthrough? Who do you think you are?"

Gray said unhappily, holding the half-broken ice sword against Kira's chest. Then, he quickly slapped his left hand onto his right hand, which was gripping the hilt, and unleashed his ultimate move!

"Ice-forged, the divine Hundred Burial Ice Splendor!"

Clang clang clang—

Bright and delicate hexagonal ice flowers bloomed instantly on the ground. Unlike the previous wide-range attack, [Demon King's Eternal Frozen Fang], this move did not seek breadth but only temperature. The magic power consumption was about the same, but the target was only one person!

Under Gray's control, ice flowers bloomed within a foot of Kira, spreading upwards from Kira's feet at a rate of ten flowers per second. The speed was astonishing, and the sheer number and layering of the flowers were breathtaking!

"You actually have another move?" Kira reacted instantly. "You must have learned it around that time, right?"

To learn an area-of-effect attack from the Ice Demon King and a single-target attack from the Black and White Celestials—his talent is unparalleled! Gray only interacted with them once! And that was just one instance of using combination magic under his connection! That's too overpowered!

Gray grinned smugly and said, "Of course, I've been holding back for so long just to trick you guys this time!"

Kira nodded, then asked, "You... who do you mean by me and whom?"

“You… or Erza, Mystogan, or at the very least Natsu…” Gray said, “I’ve been secretly practicing for a long time for this match!”

"Are you really practicing secretly? Why do I always see you drinking whenever I go to the guild?"

Gray: "..."

After a brief exchange, the ice flower had already reached Kira's neck. Kira carefully sensed it and realized that this Hundred Burial Ice Flower technique was indeed not just for show.

The ice flower contains extremely dense icy power. When the freezing air enters the body, it damages the muscles and nerves of the person affected, directly causing the area where the flower blooms to lose sensation. For an ordinary person, not only would they be unable to use magic, but even speaking and moving would become problematic.

This move is indeed very powerful, but it's not a big problem for Kira.

Users of word magic can use magic as long as their mouths can move.

"Quicksand Waterfall!"

Kira spoke calmly, and a surge of magical power was released from the magic source within his body, forming a huge brown magic circle beneath his feet. The next moment, the magic circle glowed, and magical power surged outward.

In an instant, the scene on the entire arena changed rapidly. The ice turned into yellow sand, and the original snowy landscape became a desert in the blink of an eye. There were ten or even a hundred times more sand than there was ice on the field before.

At the same time, both the few remaining ice swords in Gray's hands and the ice flowers covering Kira's body broke free from Gray's control and inexplicably transformed into a completely different substance.

Without a controller, the sand fell uncontrollably under the influence of gravity, scattering all over Kira.

Feeling a weight on his feet, Kira frowned, looked down at his pristine white magic boots, and complained, "What a nuisance, sand's gotten in my shoes. I need to get it out as soon as possible..."

Gray: "..."

This bastard, can't you show me any respect?

Kira ignored Gray completely, stretched out his right hand, and tried to grab at the air with his five fingers, finding that it didn't have much effect: "Hmm...it seems the freezing has dissipated...Don't look at me like that, your magic is still very strong, it's just that I'm stronger."

After thinking for a moment, Kira spread his hands, and the yellow sand on the field began to move slowly as if it had come to life. It transformed into twelve pairs of huge wings behind Kira, and at the same time, it gathered into a solid mass of sand under his feet, supporting his body.

Sensing the change in his surroundings, Gray took two steps back, becoming wary. He looked up at Kira in mid-air and asked, "What kind of magic is this? What are you up to?"

Kira looked down at him with a haughty air: "You've done your best, Gray."

Gray's face darkened: "That tone... bastard! I can't suppress the urge to punch him!"

Seeing the changes on the field and hearing Kira's words, the guild members in the audience who were familiar with Kira shared the same sentiment as Gray. They knew Kira's personality well, and they could only say that his performance was... not surprising.

Strangely, the other audience members seemed to enjoy it, and some even cheered enthusiastically from the stands.

"Kira-sama is so cool!"

"His appearance and his tone are so cool!"

"Please teach me! I want to learn this kind of magic too!"

Hearing the cheers from the crowd, Gray muttered to himself, "Are these guys kids? How can they think this looks cool? They say birds of a feather flock together, and Kira is definitely one of those people..."

"Now it's my turn to attack, sand bombs!"

In the air, Kira let out a cold shout and flapped his wings forward, unleashing a barrage of bullets made of sand. The bullets were only the size of a thumb, but they were extremely fast and had much higher kinetic energy than real bullets.

Gray immediately created an ice shield in the shape of an ice flower in front of him: "Ice Shield!"

Ping Pong Pong...

Sand bullets rained down on the shield, creating a noisy white noise.

"Desert Treasure Sword!"

Kira waved his hand, and the yellow sand that fell to the ground instantly formed a large, incredibly sharp cleaver that pierced through Gray's ice shield.

"Danger!"

Gray took a narrow step back, barely dodging the sand blades, when he heard the sound of sand again. Looking up, he saw yellow sand like waves, covering the sky and crashing towards him from all directions, leaving him no way to avoid it.

"Sand Sea!" Kira detached his sand wings, transforming them into towering waves that crashed downwards.

Faced with a critical situation, Gray gritted his teeth and used the last of his remaining magic: "Ice Creation, Tide!"

bass!

The ice instantly froze the yellow sand, averting danger once again!

"Phew...finally..." Gray had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly sensed something and his expression changed drastically.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, ice shards fell, revealing a crack on the massive iceberg. The crack then rapidly extended and spread, covering the entire iceberg in the blink of an eye, before finally shattering with a deafening roar, revealing its yellowish-brown core.

The yellow sand absorbed the moisture from the ice again!

The sea of ​​sand descended, engulfing Gray completely.

"Damn it... ugh..."

After a wriggling motion, the outer yellow sand dispersed, revealing the scene inside: five chains and four shackles made of yellow sand bound Gray's entire body. Moreover, there were three outer cells, one inside the other.

Everyone: "..."

He tugged hard, but couldn't break free, so Gray had no choice but to admit defeat: "Fine, I give up!"

Kira nodded, waved his hand to dispel the magic, and the endless yellow sand instantly turned into dust. A gust of wind came from nowhere and blew it away, as if it had never existed.

"The match is over, the winner is... Kira!!"

Amid cheers, Kira stepped forward and patted Gray on the shoulder: "Remember to learn a couple more moves next time you come!"

Without waiting for a reply, he walked straight off the stage.

'Yes, perfect! I'll look absolutely stunning like this!'

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he heard Gray's voice, which was pretending to be a low voice but was actually quite loud, asking, "It's not like I haven't lost before. What's this guy so smug about? Does he think he's cool?"

Kira: "..."

Chapter 175 Freed: Laxus, how can I live without you...

The second match of the semifinals: Mistgan vs. Filde.

Off the field, as he was about to go on stage, Freed secretly cheered himself on: "Laxus, don't worry, I will fight alongside you and defeat Mystogan!"

They went on stage full of promises, and then were beaten as a matter of course.

Fighting on stage is not like an ambush. Without prior preparation, the power of spells and magic will be reduced by at least half. Even if you can inscribe dark characters on yourself and your enemies, it only enhances your combat ability and is far from being absolutely useful.

The match began, and Fred, fencing in hand, stood ready. His long green hair accentuated his tall and slender figure, his bangs covered half his face, and his eyes turned pure black with golden pupils, giving him the air of a dark knight.

He swiftly drew his longsword from his waist, and with a flick of his wrist, unleashed a dozen or so negative status effects at Mistgang.

"pain!"

"slow!"

"Terrification!"

"dizziness!"

……

On the other side, Mistgang remained true to his fighting style, thrusting five magic wands straight in front of him. Facing the oncoming dark text, he neither dodged nor evaded, but instead activated a deflection spell.

Upon seeing this, guild members who were already familiar with his magic shouted, "It's here! It's Mystogan's Triple Magic Circle - Mirror Water!"

Three magic circles lined up in front of Mystogan, flashing purple light and deflecting the dark characters that were about to be engraved on the mage's body.

Philid's pupils contracted, and in an instant, he inscribed the words "Shadowless!" on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, the magic took effect, and Philid's appearance changed instantly. Dark aura surrounded him, and a set of armor resembling a demon was draped over his body, making him look like a knight.

Guild members unfamiliar with Philid were stunned by his actions: "Spell text can be used like this?"

"He used this kind of magic when he fought Abba Grin yesterday..."

"They're a small team, so of course they won't go all out."

The Shadow Knight was seven times faster than usual. With just a light step, he strode to the right for more than ten meters, and the rebounding dark characters all missed their mark.

"Amazing!"

The sounds of praise echoed in his ears, but Philid remained uneasy. The moment his foot touched the ground, a splash of crimson caught his eye, startling him. Then, endless maple leaves enveloped him.

"Dance of Maple Leaves!"

A cool breeze swept by, bringing a mix of emotions—leisure, tranquility, sorrow, and melancholy—reminiscent of a maple forest in late autumn.

A cacophony of voices erupted from the audience: "She's here! She's here! The beautiful woman from yesterday's illusion..."

Fied scoffed, "Hmph! A mere illusion is of no use to me... Laxus?!"

Before him, in the deep red maple forest, Laxus stood before him, his figure robust and tall, his arms naturally crossed over his chest, his black fur cloak swaying freely in the autumn wind, just like his arrogant and unruly personality.