Chapter 110: SFDI: Chapter 110
"Natsu’s Challenge"
After defeating Lullaby, Drake was dragged away by Makarov!
The reason... Drake’s Crimson Phoenix Sword had not only incinerated Lullaby but also completely leveled the guild masters’ eting venue.
So, they all took off, running back to the Fairy Tail guild in Magnolia.
Makarov took a stamp and pressed it onto Drake’s shoulder. When he lifted the stamp, a red mark remained—the Fairy Tail guild mark. Drake was officially a mber.
Makarov jumped onto the bar and announced loudly, "We have a new mber today! Let’s have a feast!"
"Yay!" The atmosphere imdiately beca lively.
As soon as everyone returned to Fairy Tail, news of Drake single-handedly defeating Lullaby spread, with credit given to a certain blue cat.
And since Drake was Natsu’s older brother, everyone was extrely welcoming of his addition to the guild.
Leaning against the bar, Drake held a glass, watching the lively scene and couldn’t help but smile.
Honestly, Drake hadn’t felt this relaxed in a long ti; the last ti might have been when he was with the Black Bulls.
Perhaps sensing Drake’s gaze, Natsu broke away from his scuffle with Gray. Turning to face Drake, he declared aggressively, "Drake, let’s settle this!"
Natsu’s challenge silenced everyone for a mont, before imdiate cheers erupted.
Fairy Tail was indeed a group of people who loved a good spectacle; a fight imdiately excited them.
Wakaba, puffing on his pipe, said, "Natsu’s as energetic as ever! But I heard the newcor is quite skilled."
Makao, the short-haired older man, chid in, "That’s right, I heard this guy took down Lullaby all by himself. Looks like it’ll be a very interesting fight!"
"n must fight!" Elfman declared, flexing his considerable muscles.
From the railing on the second floor of the guild, a young man in a frayed coat and headphones tilted his head downwards, comnting, "Perfect opportunity to see if this newcor is truly powerful!"
"Let’s place our bets, everyone! Let’s place our bets!"
Cana, the guild’s resident drunkard, imdiately started taking bets on who would win the fight.
"I’m betting on Natsu!"
"The newcor looks incredibly strong; I’m betting on him!"
Happy, arms crossed, watched Natsu and Drake, before turning to Cana.
"I’m putting everything on Drake!"
Lucy couldn’t help but comnt, "What a heartless cat!"
Drake stood up. "Alright! But don’t cry if you lose!"
"I’m fired up!" Upon hearing Drake accept the challenge, Natsu was practically spitting fire.
A crowd of people escorted the two to a clearing outside the guild, where Makarov, acting as referee, announced the beginning of the fight.
Drake and Natsu simultaneously charged towards each other, unleashing the sa technique.
"Fire Dragon’s Iron Fist!" ×2
Their two fists collided, a trendous boom echoing out along with a burst of flas. The onlookers quickly retreated further to avoid any accidental injuries.
"Is it evenly matched?" Lucy asked, watching the two whose fists remained locked together.
Erza shook her head. "No, Natsu is being suppressed!"
As Erza had said, the exchange of blows had already determined the victor.
Natsu’s full-powered punch felt like it had hit an iron wall; not only did it fail to break through, but a dull pain shot through his fist.
"Natsu, how many tis have I told you! When you know you’re weaker, don’t recklessly charge in!"
Drake’s fist surged with even more power, sending Natsu flying backward.
Before Natsu could even regain his posture in mid-air, he saw Drake disappear from across from him.
"Damn it!"
Natsu’s legs erupted in flas; using the thrust of the flas, he twisted his body and delivered a powerful kick towards the rear.
"Sharp reflexes, but you’ve left yourself wide open!"
Drake did indeed appear in the direction of Natsu’s attack, but with a simple duck, he easily evaded the blow.
Natsu felt a trendous force impact his abdon; Drake’s palm clamped down on his body, and he was spun around and slamd into the ground.
Makarov shook his head; these two were simply not on the sa level. It wasn’t just strength; their techniques were worlds apart as well.
Let alone fighting seriously, Natsu had been completely under Drake’s control from the start.
A large amount of fla erupted from the crater created by the impact; Natsu jumped out of it, roaring as he charged towards Drake!
"You really have no mory; you can’t even rember the lesson from just now."
Drake said, closing the distance to Natsu like a phantom.
Natsu had jumped so high; his opening was even bigger than before. Drake, naturally, rcilessly exploited this opening, his fist striking like a cannonball.
"I’ve been waiting for that move!"
The flas on Natsu’s feet suddenly intensified, propelling him even higher, perfectly evading Drake’s fist.
"I’ll return the favor!" Natsu yelled, raising his leg to deliver a powerful downward strike.
"Using your own opening as bait to lure
into attacking and revealing my own opening?"
Drake laughed; Natsu was indeed clever. His ability to adapt on the fly during a battle was a rare talent.
"But let
teach you sothing else; in battle, strength is paramount!"
"Fire Dragon’s Hook Claw!"
Drake, despite initiating his attack later than Natsu, struck Natsu first.
Natsu was kicked flying to the ground, creating a resounding boom as he hit the earth.
However, amidst the dust and smoke, Drake sensed a surge of imnse magical power.
"Fire Dragon’s Roar!"
A pillar of fire shot forth, instantly dispersing all the dust. Drake was completely engulfed by the suddenly appearing flas.
Before Natsu could even begin to celebrate, he discovered that his own flas were rapidly disappearing.
"Almost forgot, both Drake and Natsu are Fire Dragon Slayers; flas are useless against them!"
Drake swallowed all the flas and landed back on the ground.
"Thank you for the al; my power has surged!" Drake said, wiping the corner of his mouth.
Natsu stamped his foot. "Drake, that’s my line!"
"Is it?" Drake said with a smile. "Then you try it!"
"Fire Dragon’s Roar!"
Drake countered with the sa roar, a larger pillar of fire shooting towards Natsu.
But Natsu wasn’t afraid at all; why would he be afraid of flas? So, he mimicked Drake’s earlier action, opening his mouth wide to try and swallow Drake’s flas as well.
But...
"So hot!"
Natsu scread, rolling away to avoid the searing heat.
Lucy exclaid in surprise, "Hot? How is that possible? Doesn’t Natsu eat flas too?"
Makarov shook his head. "Their flas are of completely different levels; it’s perfectly normal that Natsu can’t eat Drake’s flas!"
Natsu glared at Drake. "What’s going on? Why can’t I eat Drake’s flas?!"
Drake said coldly, "I’ve told you, you’re still too naive; the resolve in our flas is different; how could you possibly eat my fire?!"
Natsu couldn’t possibly accept defeat; he was about to charge at Drake again. Drake was eager to further "discipline" his younger brother.
"Everyone, stop!"
But before the two could clash again, a voice halted the fight.
Drake turned to look, and couldn’t help but say, "So, besides cats, even frogs can talk now?"
Indeed, the one who had stopped the fight was a frog-like creature. However, this frog was human-sized and wore a rather refined-looking robe.
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