Chapter 210

[Violent wind! Blew up inside the villa.]

[At this moment, the terrifying magic power of the Ten Wizard Saint level poured out crazily without reservation.]

[Filling the air, that powerful magic power, even the guild masters gathered here, except for Makarov, Bob, and other rare powerful masters.]

[The others felt the terrifying pressure at this moment.]

[Couldn't help but feel shocked.]

["This... is this the Ten Wizard Saints?"]

["So strong! This magic power... my legs are starting to feel a bit soft..."]

["This guy is more exaggerated than most masters, how could he be an ordinary Black Mage in Lamia Scale?"]

["With his strength, he could almost be a guild master at will."]

["To be honest, it's a bit unfair for this kind of strength to fight Natsu..."]

["Yes, yes, next it depends on how Natsu responds."]

[The surrounding discussions kept ringing.]

[The terrifying magic power of the Ten Wizard Saint level pressed over the villa, although it was only the end of the Ten Wizard Saints, but... that was still the Ten Wizard Saints.]

[That can still be counted as one of the ten strongest people on the Ishgar continent!]

[He raised his head, his eyes fixed on Hei Black Nazi who still had no movement in front.]

[His brows furrowed.]

[But soon they relaxed; since Hei Black Nazi had such confidence not to use defensive magic,]

[What was he worried about?]

[Thinking of these, Jura looked at Hei Black Nazi, and a smile hooked at the corner of his mouth.]

["Since that's the case, then I'm coming, you must be careful!"]

[Accompanied by the moment the voice fell!]

[Boom!!]

[The huge force even caused the ground under Jura's feet to shatter directly.]

[Jura rushed toward Hei Black Nazi at an unimaginable speed.]

[In his line of sight.]

[Hei Black Nazi's figure was getting closer.]

[Jura's magic power kept erupting, and his right hand reached out.]

[Immediately, he aimed at Hei Black Nazi's neck and grabbed it.]

[But! Just at this moment.]

[Hei Black Nazi moved!]

[Everyone saw Hei Black Nazi roll up his right sleeve.]

[His body avoided it at a strange angle toward the side.]

[Letting Jura's burly figure pass by his eyes.]

[Hei Black Nazi raised his palm in a claw shape.]

[Falling directly on Jura's shiny bald head.]

[With the explosion of force.]

[Jura's eyeballs widened instantly!]

[That was almost the... most terrifying strike he had ever encountered in his life!]

[His head tilted toward the ground.]

[He didn't even... feel Hei Black Nazi's magic power, but the magic power fluctuating all over his body seemed to have encountered a black hole.]

[Surging crazily, wanting to resist the terrifying force on his forehead.]

[But, useless!]

[It was of no use at all!]

[Just like... an infant could never resist an adult's slap.]

[His whole body, including the surging magic power, was pressed down by that terrifying force.]

[Boom!!!]

[Jura's figure smashed heavily onto the floor.]

[The violent roar broke through the shackles of the villa and rushed straight into the sky.]

[Huge smoke and dust, carrying gravel, splashed into mid-air.]

[Even the people watching the battle on the side could clearly feel...]

[The earth was trembling violently.]

[The roar stopped, Hei Black Nazi turned his head to look at the ground, and a huge pit appeared in the center of the hall.]

[The villa, which was noisy just now, also became completely quiet under this roar...]

[Outside the screen.]

[Jura couldn't bear to close his eyes.]

[Too miserable!]

[This is really too miserable.]

[Even the Jura of the white world couldn't imagine what kind of blow the Jura of that world had encountered!]

[Think about it, a person who has been identified as a heaven-gifted prodigy since birth.]

[Always thought that he was the one who went the furthest in the younger generation.]

[Even, grew up in the praise of countless people from childhood to adulthood.]

[Although Jura always maintained a humble posture.]

[But, Jura knew himself, in fact, deep down, Jura was arrogant.]

[He knew that his talent was strong, and he even had the possibility of reaching the name of the strongest in the future.]

[This is inevitable; if there were no such mentality, Jura could not have come to this day.]

[But, all of this was completely shattered under that understatement of a slap!]

[There are people beyond people, heaven beyond heaven.]

[Jura has always understood this truth.]

[But, never expected that the heaven outside the line of sight... would be so high!]

[Lyon in the guild had already widened his eyes.]

[An unbelievable look filled that face.]

[His mouth was wide open, his eyes fixed on everything on the screen.]

[Even now, he couldn't believe it.]

[That is Jura!]

[That is Jura who has grown to the Ten Wizard Saint level!]

[Just like that... killed in seconds with one strike??]

[Everything displayed on the screen made Lyon, Jura's loyal fan, somewhat unable to accept it.]

[He thought that the Jura of that world couldn't win against Hei Black Nazi.]

[But, in any case, the Jura of that world is also a Ten Wizard Saint level Black Mage.]

[An existence that shocked the whole scene as soon as he appeared.]

[At least he should have fought a few rounds back and forth.]

[Then see the gap, lose helplessly, this is the normal process, right?]

[Who would slap a Ten Wizard Saint to the ground and not be able to crawl up as soon as they spar??]

[Doesn't this mean that all the guilds present,]

[The faces of everyone were pressed to the ground and rubbed crazily?]

[Doesn't this prove that the Ten Wizard Saint Black Mage they were secretly shocked by and very wary of is actually just like that, weak enough not to withstand a slap?]

[This is too exaggerated, right?]

At this moment, the World Channel had long since exploded.

The Ten Wizard Saints!

Those were genuine Ten Wizard Saint-level mages!

Compared to the ethereal dragons.

For the people of this era, the Ten Wizard Saints were the ceiling-level existences they could actually come into contact with.

Imagine, when you learn that someone has beaten a tiger.

Perhaps you would only think they are very strong, but strong where?

It's not clear.

Because they don't know how high the value of a tiger is.

However, if this person defeated the world boxing champion—

Then the shock caused would increase exponentially!

It is precisely because everyone knows the world boxing champion is very strong.

And now, this is the same principle.

For most people in the World Channel.

The Ten Wizard Saints were already the ceiling of their cognition!

But, such an existence was actually slapped unconscious with one palm?

That highly impactful scene made countless people click their tongues in secret.

Even more so, their spines began to feel cold.

Brain: "Even that Jura... could be knocked out with one palm?"

If one were to speak of Jura, Brain was particularly familiar with him.

To this day, he had not forgotten the Oración Seis crusade.

The Jura he fought against.

At that time, Jura's strength was the same as in the Sky Screen; after all, only a few months had passed.

But, at that time, he had truly experienced the ferocity of this bald man.

He could defeat him in a one-on-one fight.

Although his main body was not good at fighting, that massive magic power was right there, and Brain considered his own strength not weak either.

But, if even such a Jura could be knocked out with one palm, wouldn't that mean...

That Black Black Nazi from that world, even if he were to hit him, would probably just be a matter of one palm, right?

Thinking about it this way, one could truly experience Black Black Nazi's ferocity.

It made one's heart cold!

[The Sky Screen image continued.]

[The roaring sound was incessant, and it wasn't until a long while later that it slowly subsided.]

[The raised dust mixed with sand and soil fell to the ground.]

[Making the specific situation in the center of the battlefield completely clear.]

[Countless people couldn't help but turn their gazes to the center of the battlefield.]

[In the huge deep pit, Jura's figure lay prone.]

[Fine stones hit his body, yet they still did not cause any movement from Jura.]

[Goldman, who was closest, arrived at the pit. He flipped Jura's figure over.]

[Revealing Jura's face with his mouth wide open and his eyes rolled back.]

[The originally resolute face was still filled with shock.]

[The magic power in his body had weakened to a point where it was almost undetectable.]

[But, fortunately, his breathing could still be detected.]

[After Goldman checked, under everyone's gaze, he slowly raised his head.]

[He swallowed a mouthful of saliva in secret.]

[He spoke with difficulty:]

["He... he fainted..."]

["Hiss~~~"]

[Immediately, a series of gasps sounded at the scene.]

[Pairs of eyes turned to stare at Black Black Nazi.]

["Men... even that Jura... was defeated so easily??"]

[Ichiya's face no longer had its previous playful smile.]

[Solemnity, shock, surprise—countless emotions flashed across that square face.]

[Even his pupils... were trembling crazily.]

[Bacchus: "Are you kidding me... that kind of monster was knocked down with one palm??"]

[Bacchus felt a sense of relief in his heart.]

[In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the scene where he had arrogantly provoked everyone present.]

[If Black Black Nazi had stood out at that time...]

[He would probably have been slapped to death with one palm, right??]

[After all... even a terrifying monster of Jura's level was knocked down so easily; with his own little bit of strength... he might really not be able to withstand one palm from Black Black Nazi!]

[Bob couldn't help but cover his mouth with both hands.]

["This is... too shocking, isn't it??"]

["That's a Ten Wizard Saint!!"]

[Goldman turned to look at Makarov: "Is this what you called... weak? Is this what you called bottom-tier??"]

[Bob's fat head nodded uncontrollably: "And you even said to let Jura go easy on him, and you were afraid of giving this child Natsu psychological trauma??"]

["Who is giving whom psychological trauma here?!!"]

[Makarov glanced at Ooba Ooba Baba, who was already dumbfounded, as if he had achieved his goal.]

[Suppressing his laughter, he spoke helplessly.]

["This child's magic is indeed not quite there yet; didn't you see he didn't even use magic?"]

["Sigh, you actually didn't see that Jura was going easy on our guild's Natsu."]

["Just this attitude of keeping his promise is worth our praise!"]

[Saying this, Makarov also kept giving a thumbs up to the unconscious Jura.]

[His words were filled with praise.]

[But that old face was full of smugness.]

[Until this moment, Ooba finally reacted.]

[The expression with which she looked at Black Black Nazi was full of astonishment and shock!]

["This guy... where on earth did this monster come from??"]

["Is he... still human??"]

[To tell the truth, in her entire life, Ooba Ooba Baba had never heard of anyone being able to knock down a Ten Wizard Saint-level existence with one palm.]

[This almost exceeded the limit of what she could imagine.]

[Makarov's voice also reached Ooba Ooba Baba's ears.]

[She gritted her teeth tightly.]

[Ooba Ooba Baba turned her head suddenly, glaring at Makarov.]

["Alright! Old Ma, you're something! So you were hiding this hand??"]

["This monster... where did he come from?"]

[Ooba Ooba Baba questioned.]

["Sigh, he's just a good-for-nothing guy in my guild."]

[Makarov waved his hand, his humble-bragging posture perfectly executed.]

[It made everyone present itch with irritation.]

[Listen, is what this guy is saying human language?]

[A terrifying existence capable of knocking down a Ten Wizard Saint with one palm, whose strength could even be said to be more powerful than everyone present.]