infodatos Chapter 105 Children Who Need Education
Chapter 105 Children Who Need Education
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"Iron Dragon Staff!"
On the arena, Gajeel stretched out his hands, and several long, thick iron rods were launched, smashing towards Moen.
"Iron Dragon?"
Moen casually slapped away a few iron rods, thinking that this attribute wasn't very strong. If it was just "iron," its potential seemed limited.
Of course, defeating ordinary mages is still a piece of cake. The specific power of magic is highly linked to magical power. Dragon Slayer Mages, to say nothing of other things, far surpass ordinary mages in magical power.
"How could this be?!"
When Gajeel saw Moen casually swat away the iron rod that Gajeel had launched, as if he were swatting a mosquito, his eyes widened in astonishment.
"Show off whatever other abilities you have. This is a great opportunity to become famous, and maybe you can even earn the title of Iron Dragon."
Moen stood on the ring, looking relaxed. He spoke to Gajeel, noticing that a number of reporters had already gathered around and that news of today's fight would soon spread.
These reporters were unaware that Moen would be returning today. They had been waiting here for a while, and as long as the Phantom Lords didn't leave, these reporters would keep an eye on things.
For such big news, we definitely need to stay here and get the firsthand information.
"hateful!"
Moen's contempt was palpable, and Gajeel immediately turned red-hot. His right arm transformed into a chainsaw sword.
The chainsaw sword spun with its iron teeth, and Gajeel charged directly at Moen. He raised the chainsaw sword high and slashed down fiercely at Moen, aiming to cut Moen's body in two. This kid was really ruthless and didn't know his own strength.
"boom!!!"
In the blink of an eye, Gajeel flew backward and landed on the edge of the arena. Usagi looked at the child and saw that Gajeel's right arm was broken, his body was hunched over, his eyes were wide open and bulging forward, and his body was twitching continuously, as if he had suffered a serious injury.
"The gap is too big; we can't even tell how strong that guy is."
Tutu sighed. He wasn't worried about Gajeel. In fact, he thought it would be a good thing to let Gajeel suffer a little. The kid was being spoiled rotten, and the guild master was giving him too much leniency.
"Gajeel! Don't give up!"
Thor shouted from the side, encouraging Gajeel.
Rabbit Maru glanced at Thor with a look of disgust in his eyes. He really disliked Thor. This guy pretended to be a gentleman on the surface, but in reality, he was a very disgusting person.
Compared to such people, even a truly despicable person who doesn't even pretend can at least be praised for being genuine.
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Gajeel felt like he was going to die.
His body ached all over, as if he had been poisoned.
"This is only the first injection."
Moen’s voice rang out, like a devil’s whisper.
Gajeel endured the pain, gritted his teeth, and struggled to get up. His right arm was broken and had a bloody hole that was bleeding continuously. His gaze fell on Moen's outstretched right index finger, which was the only finger that had hit him!
In fact, Moen had already held back, otherwise this guy's arm would definitely have been broken, not just a simple fracture.
"Roar of the Iron Dragon!"
Gajeel endured the excruciating pain all over his body, puffed out his cheeks, and was about to spew out a storm of iron filings. His Iron Dragon Breath attack was still very powerful. The silver magical breath was full of iron fragments. If an ordinary person was hit by this breath, they would basically be torn to pieces.
"Buzz!"
However, before Gajeel could even exhale a breath, a crimson ball of magic was already hurtling towards him once again.
"boom!"
The scarlet needle was injected into Gajeel's body, sending him flying backward again. He almost choked on his breath while holding it in mid-air.
"Aaaaaah!!!"
Two scarlet needles pierced his body, and Gajeel writhed on the ground in agony. For a child, such torture was indeed hard to bear.
At this moment, Gajeel's gaze toward Moen was slowly changing.
At first, he was eager to try and make a name for himself by stepping on Moen.
Now, fear filled his heart. The excruciating pain and the feeling of nerve numbness made him feel like his body was losing control, as if he could die at any moment.
"You bastard, you're pretty ruthless. You don't know your own strength. You need to be taught a lesson."
Looking at Gajeel, Moen spoke calmly. He stood still, without moving an inch, and simply extended one finger.
Beneath the crimson fingernail tip, a ball of crimson magic condensed. This was the third needle. In Gajeel's terrified gaze, the ball of light shot out and arrived in an instant, once again striking Gajeel's body.
"boom!"
This time, Gajeel was knocked out of the ring. The outcome of the battle was already decided. The arrogant Gajeel couldn't even make Moen move a step, but he was already being beaten and screaming in pain.
"Aaaaaah!!!"
Although he was knocked off the stage, Gajeel was in excruciating pain from the three scarlet needles embedded in his body, and he continued to scream in agony outside the stage.
"Oh! We won!"
The audience cheered in response to Gajeel's screams.
Seeing Gajeel defeated so decisively, the audience felt a great sense of relief. Weren't these Phantom Lords quite pleased with themselves when Macao was beaten so badly?
Why aren't you laughing anymore? Are you just naturally averse to smiling?
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Rabbit Maru, Thor, and Aria looked at each other, hesitant for a moment. Moen's move was too strange.
Seeing Gajeel's miserable state, the three of them couldn't tell whether Gajeel was too weak or Moen was too strong.
"Thor, you go."
Aliya spoke up, and although he was blindfolded, he was very shrewd and clearly determined to be the last one to go.
".OK."
Thor's lips twitched, but he didn't dare say anything. The "Three Elements" were led by Aria, so he had no choice but to go first.
"Gajeel's situation."
Seeing Gajeel rolling on the ground, bleeding profusely, Usagi-maru felt a pang of pity and looked at Aria beside him.
"What a pity, I need to conserve my magic."
Aria looked sorrowful, tears streaming down her face, but her tone was eerily calm, as if she didn't care at all about Gajeel wailing on the ground.
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Rabbit Maru choked on his breath and went to hold Gajeel down, trying to check on Gajeel's condition.
Then, Usagi-maru froze. Three scarlet poison needles formed from magic were stuck in Gajeel's body, constantly emitting strange magic power. That magic power ran rampant in Gajeel's body, attacking and stimulating Gajeel's body, numbing his nerves.
"We need to use powerful magic to expel these poison needles from the body, or destroy them directly with magic."
Usagi-maru came to a conclusion, but he couldn't help. He wasn't good at healing magic, and he couldn't inject magic into Gajeel's body. These things required special methods.
On the stage, Moen ignored Gajeru. He planned to torment the kid a little longer and then remove the three poison needles after he had learned his lesson. The kid really needed to be taught a lesson.
"Are you going to play the second one? Have you decided? We're tied one to one now, though my personal record is one to zero."
Looking at Thor as he stepped onto the stage, Moen smiled and spoke.
He held up one finger to indicate that the current score was 1-0.
Thor's gaze fell on the finger with the scarlet nail that Moen had raised, and he couldn't help but swallow nervously.
He was feeling quite uneasy, mainly because he couldn't gauge the strength of Moen's move; that was the oppressive feeling brought about by unfamiliar magic.
Moen's magic was completely new to the mages; they had never seen it before, or even heard of it.
For example, this magic is different from the previous roses; they have no idea how to deal with it.
Thor's magic surged, and he began to unleash his abilities.
Then, his eyes widened. He found no psychological weakness in Moen, which was one of his magic abilities—to read the most regretful and self-reproachful memories in a target's mind.
(End of this chapter)