60 The Final Match (1/2)
There was 15 minutes break for both finalists to restore themselves to their peak conditions. No one disturbed their meditation.
All of a sudden, Erza received a voice transmission from Mozart. ”Ready to become my woman?”
He was definitely referring to their postponed bet seven months ago. They had agreed to continue their fight in this tournament. Surprisingly, they truly met and it was even in the final.
Erza could not help but wonder if this meant that she was fated to be with him?
Honestly, she truly treated Mozart as a friend. In addition, she was quite sensitive to her friends' changes. She had long suspected that Elsa and Mozart had something between them. However, since both youths decided not to tell anyone about it, Erza also pretended like she knew nothing and followed the flow.
To take the boy whom your best friend like? That was asking for a problem.
Erza quickly decided to put these thoughts to the back of her mind and casually replied, ”I have been waiting to see if you have what it takes to be my man.”
”Oh, you won't be disappointed.”
”We'll see.”
Sitting a bit far from Erza, Elsa was not sure who to cheer in the upcoming fight. She just hoped that both Erza and Mozart would be alright, no accident.
Even though so far there was no fatal accident occurred, it did not mean that it would not happen. There was still a possibility of an accident.
For the upcoming fight, the principal personally went up to reinforce the barrier before going back to his seat. It was to ensure the safety of the audience, as well as the fairness of the match. There must not be outside interference during the fight.
Fifteen minutes quickly passed.
Erza slowly opened her eyes and in that instant her pupils flashed with mysterious red light.
The referee Elder was keenly interested in the final match of Erza and Mozart as he started to call both finalists to the stage. In fact, by this point many people were fervently anticipating the upcoming match and discussing amongst themselves.
The common students of Black Snow Royal Academy had limited vision on what would truly happen. However, they had an outstanding capacity to fantasize how the match would play out, brainstorming countless ways that Erza and Mozart would fight.
Even Mozart's nameless daggers had its function and characteristics thoroughly 'researched'. Especially for the students who specialized in refining, although they were not so good at combat, this was a prime opportunity for them to display their specialized skillsets.
They analyzed Mozart's Black Daggers from multiple angles and deduced its attributes. If one wasn't aware of the situation, then they would have even thought that these Refiner students were the ones who personally hand crafted the daggers.
The afternoon sun was gentle and hazy. Soon, the last match of this Year End Tournament would begin. This was the showdown between the top talents within the number one academy in Black Snow Empire.
As the fateful moment approached, the cheers of the arena became thunderous, drowning out every other sound for hundreds of miles. By this time, no one dared to underestimate Mozart anymore, not even the Sixth Year students who were sitting amongst the audience. Everyone just wanted to see this showdown between these two geniuses that stood at the apex of talent.
On the fighting stage, Erza and Mozart stood 200 feet apart. Erza took out her Heavenly Flame Sword as she prepared for the start of the match.
'Ignite!'
With her sword in hand, the momentum that Erza had already gathered around her suddenly shifted. Her eyes sharpened as if they contained a limitless sword light, piercing the heart of anyone she glanced at.
Erza pointed her sword at Mozart and said, ”I hope you are ready… Let's have a good fight.” She then took a deep breath, her eyes flashing with a dazzling red light as if it contained the mystery of profound law.
”Sure, I will not disappoint you. However, whether or not you can keep up with my pace will all depend on yourself!”
As Mozart said these words, the entire audience was startled. What a confidence! Didn't he see her previous matches with Elsa and Tom Cruz?
If it were just a few days ago, then many audience would have been laughing until they rolled on the floor, but now, no one dared to laugh. This was because Mozart had the ability to say so! He was the biggest dark horse of the tournament.
”Good!” Erza smiled, ”Mozart, take out your daggers!”
These words filled with a surging fighting spirit were just like a thunderclap that rolled throughout the entire academy.
”Take out your daggers!”
”Take out your daggers!”
”Take out your daggers!”
The echo impacted into the sky, reverberating between the heavens and earth!
At this moment, the entire atmosphere of the arena lit up in a glorious frenzy. This time, the cheers were not for Erza– nor were they for Mozart. They were only for this match that would decide the champion of this Year End Tournament!
Mozart turned his wrist, and two black daggers appeared in his hands. His strong baleful aura immediately erupted; he was just like a hunter waiting for his prey.
”Battle start!”
Once the referee announced the start of the match, Erza began to slowly walk towards Mozart. However, her footsteps had an unapproachable feeling, as if the ground she walked on could not be violated. After a few steps, the unbelievable occurred. As Erza moved forwards, she left behind a phantom that was identical to her shadow!
This phantom was wearing similar clothes and also holding the Heavenly Flame Sword in her hand. It was almost impossible to discern any difference between it and Erza.
Phantom?
Mozart's brows furrowed, and his soul force swept out; he was actually able to feel a chilling murderous intent emitting from that phantom body!