Takeshi immediately felt a powerful surge of magic power rise from his magic source, flowing throughout his entire body, replenishing all his previously depleted magic power, and significantly increasing his magic power limit.
'Is this the magic power of a six-star rating?'
Takeshi felt that his current magic power had more than doubled compared to when it was five and a half stars.
The immense magic power also made him feel a significant boost in his own strength. He felt that even without using Take Over Magic, he could now contend with an S-Class Mage. And this was not an illusion, he genuinely possessed such strength.
"Master Jose has chosen to fight!"
"This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! We actually get to witness a battle of one of the Ten Wizard Saints with our own eyes!"
"Fairy Tail VS Phantom Lord, Round Six of the match!"
"Begin!"
Dong!
Jose said, "Makarov's brat, I've heard of you. Supposedly you've defeated tens of thousands of bandits, but you must understand, the Ten Wizard Saints are different from those ordinary people."
"Don't get arrogant just because you have a bit of fame. Today I'll teach you what it means that there are always people better than you."
Killing intent gleamed in Jose's eyes, but Takeshi ignored Jose's trash talk.
"It's time to let this one make an appearance."
"Full Body Take Over: Edward Newgate."
Takeshi's body began to rapidly grow taller and larger, his clothes transformed into a white coat, and in his hand appeared Whitebeard's exclusive weapon, one of the Twelve Supreme Grade Swords, Murakumogiri.
"So big!"
The audience in the stands were all startled by Takeshi's height of six meters and sixty-six centimeters.
"Takeshi turned into an old man!"
Among the Fairy Tail members, besides Natsu, Happy, Gray, and Lucy, it was their first time seeing Takeshi's transformation, so they were all very surprised.
Elfman asked in surprise, "What is this?! Is this Takeshi's new transformation?!"
Happy replied, "Aye! This transformation makes Takeshi super strong."
Natsu and Gray became excited. They had both witnessed this transformation of Takeshi's. If Takeshi truly defeated Jose, then Phantom Lord would be thoroughly trampled underfoot.
Jose looked at Takeshi's transformation and sneered disdainfully, "Hmph! Kid, if you transformed into a giant like Makarov, that would be one thing, but this level is nothing. Mages aren't stronger just because they're bigger. An overly large body will only become a target for attacks. Fall down."
Jose waved his palm.
Boom!
A red explosion erupted at Takeshi's feet, engulfing his body.
"Takeshi!!!"
Mirajane became extremely worried when she saw Takeshi being attacked, and the rest of the guild members felt the same. This was an attack from a Ten Wizard Saint. Such a terrifying explosion would surely leave him heavily injured, if not dead, after taking a direct hit.
"Hey! Who set off firecrackers? It's not even New Year's yet, and can't you see there are people here? Your manners are terrible."
At that moment, Takeshi's voice sounded from within the smoke of the explosion.
Bang!
The smoke was dispersed by an impact, and Takeshi stood in place, unharmed.
"What?!" Jose's expression changed slightly.
He hadn't expected this attack to finish Takeshi off, but the fact that he was completely unharmed somewhat surprised him.
"That's great! Takeshi is alright?!"
"Of course he'll be fine, that's Takeshi!"
All the Fairy Tail members breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Takeshi was unharmed.
Jose narrowed his eyes slightly. "Brat, you've got some skill. But with just this much, you can't act arrogant in front of me. I'll show you just how big the gap is between you and a Ten Wizard Saint."
Jose raised his palm and opened a purple magic circle, and a large number of arrows, like ghosts, shot towards Takeshi.
Takeshi clenched his fist.
Buzz!
A white transparent spherical light enveloped Takeshi's fist. Takeshi then swung his fist towards Jose.
Crack!
The atmosphere shattered, revealing dense cracks.
A terrifying force of vibration emanated from Takeshi's fist.
Boom... Boom...
All the arrows unleashed by Jose were destroyed by this vibration force, and the terrifying vibration force surged towards Jose.
Rumble!
The entire arena, no, the entire city, was shaking violently.
"Ahhhh!"
All the spectators in the arena screamed in fright.
Crack!
A massive crack spread from Takeshi's feet towards Jose.
Soon, the spectator stands where the Phantom Lord guild members were located collapsed due to the intense vibration, and the Phantom Lord members screamed as they fell.
"Ahhhhhh..."
A moment later, the shaking subsided, and everyone stared at Takeshi, dumbfounded.
Seeing the terrifying destruction caused by Takeshi's single punch, everyone was petrified with fear.
"Monster!"
"Attention, audience! The destructive power caused by the two mages is too great! Please evacuate from the arena as quickly as possible! The rest of the match will be broadcast via live transmission! I repeat!"
"Attention, audience! Please evacuate from the arena as quickly as possible!..."
Upon hearing the announcer's words, the audience in the stands began to flee.
The previous battles were manageable, but the current battle was no longer something they could observe from the sidelines.
Takeshi looked at Jose and said with a smile, "A Ten Wizard Saint, huh? I wonder if you'll be able to give me a satisfying fight."
Jose looked at Takeshi with a solemn expression. "You little brat, don't get carried away. The battle has just begun."
Dark Pulse!
Dark energy condensed and coiled around Jose's arm, and as Jose swung his palm, a spiraling dark energy rushed towards Takeshi, destroying the ground in its path.
Takeshi raised Murakumogiri with both hands, Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki entwined around the blade.
"Open!"
Takeshi roared, and a massive slash erupted from Murakumogiri.
Swish!
The Dark Pulse was split open.
Boom... Boom...
The massive slash cut through the already shattered arena again, and as the terrifying slash swept past, all the Phantom Lord guild members in the vicinity were sent flying.
The enormous slash extended an unknown distance, its terrifying destructive power sending shivers down everyone's spines.
Cold sweat trickled down Jose's forehead. He had almost been hit by the slash just now. If he were to be struck by such a terrifying attack, even as a Ten Wizard Saint, he would be severely injured if not killed.
Jose's expression immediately turned ugly. He was one of the Ten Wizard Saints, yet he had been scared by a mere brat from Makarov's guild. This was an utter disgrace.
More concentrated magic energy coiled around Jose's arm.
"Vanish! You stinking brat!"