Fairy Tail: The Three Sacred Magic

Cat lazily slumped in his seat, his tail drooping weakly.

Having just finished watching two games of noobs fighting that made him sleepy, he was completely exhausted, and his little ears drooped listlessly.

Suddenly, the commentator Nuthead's eyes lit up instantly, and he jumped up as if he was on fire, and his voice was so excited that he almost lost control.

"The fourth match of the first day of the Great Magic Fighting Exercise - Fairy Tail S Team's Mistongang vs. Snake Princess Zhilin's Jura Regis!" Nuthead's voice exploded in the stadium like a cannonball.

As soon as the voice fell, the audience seats instantly boiled like a tsunami, and deafening cheers echoed throughout the venue.

"Jura!!!"

"I've been looking forward to it for a long time!"

"Jura, one of the ten great wizards of the continent, fights against Fairy Tail S-class wizard Mistongang!!"

The excitement of the audience made the whole atmosphere ignite to the extreme, as if an unprecedented top duel was about to take place.

"What a great match." Mr. Yajima, who was standing by, couldn't hold back his excitement and said with anticipation.

Cat stared blankly at the spectators who were cheering wildly around him, with a confused look on his face. "Jura? The Holy Ten before the Unification Order?"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't understand why these people were so excited.

To him, this so-called Jura was not a celebrity at all.

Maybe Jura was indeed famous in Fiore or the magic world, but in the eyes of Minister Cat, it was nothing.

The Holy Ten before the unification was a far cry from the Holy Ten after the unification.

The Holy Ten today must all be under the jurisdiction of the Empire, so how can they still be independent bosses?

Even the Holy Ten, who was once ranked first, the guy known as "God Selene", has now surrendered to the power of the Empire.

(The plot will be arranged later.)

The whole venue was filled with a warm atmosphere, and even the people in the Fairy Tail viewing seats were infected.

Lucy felt the restlessness in the air with a surprised look on her face, and couldn't help asking:

"What happened? Why is Mr. Jura so anticipated?"

Macao pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Expected? Maybe not expected, but they are eager to see Jura, who is currently ranked tenth in the 'Ten Holy Mages of the Continent'."

"Ten Holy Mages of the Continent?" Lucy frowned, looking a little confused, "What is that?"

Macao sighed lightly and continued to explain: "During the seven years you were asleep, the Ishgar Empire conducted a comprehensive strength assessment of the mages of the entire continent, and the current ranking reflects the absolute combat effectiveness.

Jura's ability to enter the top ten is enough to show his strength."

"I see..." Lucy nodded thoughtfully.

"But even so, seven years later, Jura is only ranked tenth. I can't imagine how strong the wizards ahead are."

Macao looked at the two people who were about to appear, and a trace of awe flashed in his eyes.

Just as Lucy was about to ask again, there was a sudden exclamation from the venue.

She looked quickly and saw that Mistongang and Jura were slowly walking towards the center of the venue, ready for the final battle.

Jura was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, and his long beard added a bit of majesty. He put his hands together, as if he was about to summon the gods of the mountains and rivers.

On the other side, Mistongang was wearing a full black robe, and a mysterious mask covered his face, revealing only a pair of cold and ruthless eyes, as if he could see through everything.

The two of them just stood there, and their aura had already made the air of the entire arena seem to solidify.

The audience on the stage held their breath, and it was so quiet that only the sound of each other's heartbeats could be heard.

"Sigh~ The contestants are on the stage! We are about to witness the peak showdown between the 'Continental Holy Ten' and the Fairy Tail S-class wizards!"

The host Pumpkinhead's tone was a little trembling, and he was obviously a little scared by the momentum of the two.

As he finished speaking, Jura and Mistongang looked at each other, and two invisible pressures collided in the air.

"The first day of the Great Magic Fighting Martial Arts, the last game - Jura vs Mistongang! Officially started!"

Pumpkinhead stepped on the starter almost as if escaping, and disappeared in an instant.

Jura's expression was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on Mistongang opposite.

Although he did not feel the powerful magic released by the other party, his intuition told him that the man in front of him was extremely dangerous.

"This guy... is too unusual." Jura's heart was alarmed.

Mistongang still said nothing. He stood there, and the black staff in his hand was as heavy as the scythe of the god of death and could not be ignored.

Just when Jura was about to make a move, Mistongang suddenly moved!

"So fast!" Jura's pupils shrank.Almost at the same moment, Mistongang's staff had been swung forward, and a powerful magic shock wave went straight to Jura.

"Rock Iron Wall!" Jura reacted quickly, clapping his hands, and a huge rock barrier rose up in front of him.

"Boom!" The shock wave hit the rock iron wall, and the huge explosion was deafening. The broken rocks flew everywhere and even rushed to the audience.

Fortunately, a powerful defensive magic circle was arranged around the venue to protect the audience.

Even so, the audience was still boiling with shock, and cheers swept the whole venue like a tide.

"Such a huge arena was actually affected by the shock wave! This power is simply unimaginable!" Someone widened his eyes and was full of amazement.

"Fairy Tail S-level, it really lives up to its reputation!" A man wearing the logo of Howl's star chaser was so excited that his eyes lit up and shouted excitedly.

On the field, Jura's figure still stood like a mountain. He maintained the posture of the rock iron wall with one hand, but his expression gradually became solemn.

"Where did he go? I can't sense his presence at all!" Jura frowned, feeling anxious. Mistongang had completely disappeared from his perception.

"Where is Mistongang? When did he disappear?" Erza frowned and asked in a low voice in the audience.

"When he attacked, his figure disappeared." Laxus, who was standing behind her, said in a deep tone, with complex emotions in his eyes

"How is it possible... He launched magic shock and concealment magic at the same time?" Erza was a little unbelievable, with a flash of surprise in her eyes.

Laxus narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "He has changed, completely different from what he was seven years ago.

Whether it is the accuracy of magic power or the judgment of battle... I am far inferior to him.

In this regard, he has already reached the pinnacle."

As soon as the voice fell, five overlapping magic circles suddenly appeared above Jura's head.

"Five-layer magic circle - Mikage!"

Mistongang's figure appeared silently in the air, and the five magic circles instantly locked Jura like a cage of God. A dazzling beam of light burst out, blocking Jura's actions, with irresistible pressure.

"When!" Jura was shocked and felt a fatal threat instantly.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand without hesitation, "Rock Mountain!"

With the surging golden magic power, Jura put his hands together, and a huge rock golem condensed in front of him instantly.

The golem was like the guardian of the earth, with his cold and ruthless eyes slightly open, with an unmatched sense of oppression, as if he was a god of war awakened from the depths of hell.

Boom——!

The golem put his hands together and easily blocked Mistongang's fatal attack.

But just when Jura breathed a sigh of relief, a strong sense of sleepiness swept over.

"Is it... Sleep magic?!" Jura forced himself to maintain his blurred consciousness, half-opened and half-closed his eyes, staring at Mistongang in the air.

Mistongang's eyes were cold, looking down at Jura, as if he was looking at a chess game that had already been played, and there was no emotion in his tone

"Fall down."

As the voice fell, a scarlet magic circle quickly emerged under Jura's feet.

"Oh no!" Jura's pupils shrank slightly, and he was shocked to find that danger was coming.

However, before he could react, a huge pillar of fire, like a divine punishment of doomsday, rose wildly from the ground, instantly engulfing Jura's figure, and the flames soared into the sky, reflecting the entire arena red.

"It's Mistongang's magic!!" Someone in the audience exclaimed, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the blazing flames, and emotions broke out with this scene.

The flames rose from the ground like a divine punishment, and Jura's figure was completely buried in the pillar of fire.

Miston was hanging in the air, looking down at everything with indifference. The battle situation was firmly under his control.