Compared to the two fairies, Natsu is truly slaying a dragon!

Upon hearing this, Makarov quickly shook his head: "Don't panic, don't panic, it's not your turn to step in yet."

"Someone can handle that guy."

Makarov confidently turned his head, casting his gaze towards the center of the battlefield.

[Having once again crushed his challenger, Baggus grinned triumphantly, hands on his hips, and began to speak, his voice slurred with drunkenness.]

"Is anyone else here? We're not enough to fight this!"

"Then I'll do it, Men~"

A sudden, deep, and sensual voice echoed through the villa.

The crowded streets parted to make way, and a night, sparkling with tiny stars, slowly crept in.

[His gaze was fixed on Bagos ahead, his usually composed expression unusually serious.]

[Looking towards the guild leader, Makarov glanced at Bob.]

"Wow, so you've just used your strongest trump card like that?"

Bob smiled, cupping his cheeks: "As long as one is strong enough, what comes before or after doesn't matter."

"Since it's just a friendly spar, there's no need for so many rules. If they want to fight, then let them fight."

Goldman nodded in agreement.

"Speaking of which, I've never witnessed magic overnight before; it's quite intriguing."

"One night..." Makarov stared at the man who wasn't much taller than himself.

"Yes, yes, isn't he handsome? He'll be even more handsome when he gets serious!" Bob exclaimed excitedly.

Even Makarov couldn't help but complain: "Seriously, does your Blue Pegasus recruit people based on looks?"

"What good is being handsome?"

To everyone's surprise, Bob showed no emotion whatsoever. He simply looked at the center of the battlefield and smiled faintly.

"Not necessarily, sometimes... being handsome really does have an advantage!"

[Center of the battlefield.]

Bagos also turned his gaze to the night, frowning slightly: "What? It's not Jura, or Natsu?"

[Her hands were behind her back all night, her face sparkling with stars.]

[He spoke slowly: "Although I don't know why they haven't made a move yet, our guild leader can't wait any longer, so I couldn't come up."]

"Could it be... that you can't bring yourself to fight someone as handsome as me? Men~"

Bagos paused slightly, slightly taken aback.

[It seems he was disgusted by that night's extremely narcissistic words.]

[His eyes were twitching uncontrollably.]

[He sighed, one hand pressed against his forehead in exasperation: "It doesn't matter... As long as it makes my soul tremble, I'm satisfied!"]

He spread his palms out, his gaze fixed on the night.

"Alright... let's begin!"

【call out!!】

In a mere instant, Bagus vanished from his spot, approaching Night at an incredible speed.

[And at this moment! Yi Ye still stood with his hands behind his back, his face radiating an indescribable confidence!]

At this moment, countless people were astonished.

Could it be that... they've already mastered the attack on Bagus overnight?

Could it be... that he has found a way to counter it? A way to block that terrifying palm strike that instantly killed three people?

Countless people stood ready, their eyes fixed intently on the direction of the night.

[The next moment!]

[Splitting Palm!!!]

Bagos unleashed another powerful palm strike.

[In an instant, night drew near, and at that very moment, Night's eyes met Bagus's.]

Bago's pupils dilated.

【Could it be...】

【boom!!!】

【Men~~】

[Amidst shouts, Yi Ye was struck directly in the palm, sent flying, and gracefully flipped 360 degrees in mid-air.]

It landed on the floor and even bounced twice.

The entire audience was stunned.

"Ah...ah??"

"This...is it over? Another palm strike??"

"No, I was so confident just last night, how could this be..."

"Is it possible that he didn't actually realize what was happening just now?"

"No way?? Didn't you realize what was happening??"

Even Bagus was completely bewildered, staring blankly at the night he had just knocked to the ground.

He looked at his palm with some disbelief.

"Am I... really that strong?"

Makarov and Hanaz exchanged a glance.

Hyunaz continued smashing his food, shrugging indifferently.

[He mumbled incoherently, "Don't worry, it won't end that easily. That guy's been playing around all night."]

"I can sense that he hasn't even used magic yet."

Makarov's pupils contracted slightly.

The way he looked at Bob changed again.

This Bobu... he's been hiding it quite well.

[People who seem mentally challenged are often the ones who require the most attention.]

Because these kinds of people are masters of concealment!

[Those who conceal their true strength through various outrageous actions—this is the essence of the so-called "great wisdom appearing as foolishness."]

Even Bob is like that; don't let his appearance fool you—he looks like a fat, transvestite.

However, if this guy gets serious, you could even say he's a match for Makarov.

The facts are indeed consistent with what Henaz said.

Just when Bagus thought he had won, he somehow managed to stand up.

He rubbed his cheek, constantly complaining about Baggus, saying he shouldn't have hit him on his handsome face.

Undeterred, Bagus immediately rallied again, launching a full-scale attack on Nightfall.

[The "Piercing Palm" technique, as if it were free, relentlessly entertained the entire night.]

They even tore his elegant suit.

[After being whipped around like a spinning top all night, this guy can still stand up.]

[This forced Bagus to unleash his ultimate move, the Drunken Chopping Palm, while he was drunk.]

With even greater offensive power, a single palm strike slammed Ye Yuan back to the ground.

This time, I couldn't get up for most of the night.

Bagos was breathing heavily, his eyes fixed on the night.

"Now... what should we... do?!"

He stared in disbelief at the man who had crawled on his knees, trembling all night.

"This is for the honor of the guild... so we can't afford to lose so easily!"

[One Night slowly raised its head, its square face, sparkling with stars, imprinted in Bagus's pupils.]

"You bastard!" Bagos' eyes bulged, veins popping out on his forehead...

"I won't let the president down, handsome! You are the epitome of justice, and you're the one who truly deserves to win!"

[She trembled all night as she brushed her bangs aside.]

[Then, he took out a bottle, opened it, and absorbed the fragrance stored inside.]

Instantly, magic began to spread across Yi Ye's body.