"Erza actually won a two-on-one perfectly. She's so strong; is this the Queen of Fairies?"
"As expected of the strongest guild, everyone who steps out is so powerful!"
"What happened to Lucy and Juvia from Team B? Did they dive into the seabed and decide not to come out?"
"All members of Fairy Tail Team A and Team B are present. I'm afraid this battle will be decided among themselves."
"Don't forget Chine from Sword Guild; she has the strength to sweep everyone!"
The audience stands were filled with heated discussions. It was truly a brilliant battle; these beauties were all unimaginably strong.
Aside from those two who were diving... Kagura appeared in the outside world and directly approached Acnologia, asking if he was the one who killed her brother, Simon.
Acnologia had an impression of that guy. Wasn't he one of the quartet from the Tower of Paradise that he had slapped into a wall?
"I only knocked them unconscious; they aren't dead yet."
"But Jellal said they were dead."
"Jellal was blinded by his own delusions back then, single-mindedly thinking of resurrecting Zeref. He judged your brother dead without even taking a look; he was simply too much of a waste to find them."
Acnologia was greatly annoyed. That trash Jellal kept pinning every mess on him. Once the competition was over, he would definitely beat him until his own parents wouldn't recognize him.
He closed his eyes and activated Detection Magic. He still remembered the magic power of those four punks; they were the ones who had kidnapped him and Irene to the Tower of Paradise.
He found them quickly and said, meeting Kagura's expectant gaze, "They are right where the Tower of Paradise used to be. Go back and look carefully."
Kagura's eyes were both expectant and fearful: "Really? You're not lying to me, are you?"
Acnologia waved his hand: "Why would I lie to you? Even Erza can't beat me; do you really think I'm afraid you'll hack me to death?"
Kagura's face flushed red, and she ran off hurriedly, shouting, "If I really find my brother, I'll come back and apologize to you!"
"As if I care about your apology..."
That girl must have cursed him for a long time; he wouldn't accept anything less than twenty million in compensation... Inside the illusory magic space.
Mirajane saw Erza and Chine facing off and started walking toward the seaside, saying with a smile, "I'll go underwater to check on Lucy and the others. If they're still there, I'll send them out of the game."
Erza hummed in agreement and said, "Go ahead, leave this side to me."
"It's our turn!"
She looked at the calm and composed Chine as a crimson magic circle expanded around her. Requip: Purgatory Armor and a Sawtooth Greatsword.
"Come!"
Chine smiled slightly and reached into the void. Pink magic power instantly condensed into a blade that looked like gas; with a casual swing, she shattered and split the ground to one side.
"I'm coming!"
Her red lips parted slightly, and as if teleporting, she appeared behind Erza in an instant.
"So fast!"
Erza's pupils shrank. Before she could react, her entire armor shattered into pieces, and she was slashed with several wounds, falling to one knee.
In that single moment, seventeen wounds had been carved into her body, yet she hadn't seen even a single sword strike. How could such a terrifying person exist?
However, she did not hesitate. Her figure dashed out, leaping into the sky, her gaze fixed intently on Chine on the ground.
"Requip: Flight Armor!"
Erza changed into her leopard-print outfit with beast ears. Her speed increased explosively, turning her into a golden stream of light. Her gaze was sharp; she only needed one opportunity!
"By discarding all defense, you are barely qualified to exchange blows with me."
Chine slowly closed her eyes and stood with her sword, appearing as if she didn't care about anything around her.
Seeing this, Erza struck fiercely, arriving behind Chine. Her swordsmanship was as violent as a storm, seemingly capable of tearing everything apart.
Yet, at the moment she was about to reach Chine, the latter struck. It was truly pure swordsmanship—fast as lightning, soft as fine rain, powerful as a wave, and firm as a rock, sometimes hurried and sometimes slow.
Even with her eyes closed, she could block every blade, and every parry was perfectly timed.
Chine wielded her blade so tightly that not even air could pass through, blocking all attacks. She said softly, "Your sword isn't fast enough, not sharp enough. Great strength doesn't mean the sword becomes sharp. If you want to break my defense, go and carefully feel the fluctuations of the sword."
"Fluctuations of the sword?"
Erza's gaze narrowed slightly. She felt that Chine seemed to be teaching her, so she slowed her sword speed slightly to sense it carefully.
As time passed, although Erza did not sense the fluctuations of the sword, her fighting spirit became firmer. Her swordsmanship became sharper and more precise; every attack seemed potentially fatal.
She turned into a bolt of lightning, slashing around Chine. Their sword lights collided countless times, as if performing a magnificent sword dance.
This scene left everyone in awe. What a gorgeous display—the collision of sword against sword, every strike dangerous and thrilling.
However, Erza knew that no matter how frantic and swift her attacks were, she couldn't budge Chine an inch. Those unmoving footsteps seemed to speak of her invincibility.
"She's actually this strong!"
Erza's battle intent doubled; this was the strongest enemy she had ever encountered.
Requip: Clear Heart Clothing. Discarding all defense, she concentrated all her power into her sword. Her upper body was wrapped in bandages, her lower body in loose red trousers, and she held the demon blade benihana.
Her total magic power surged rapidly. Her speed grew faster and faster, as if she had become a storm, slashing frantically around Chine.
Suddenly, Chine opened her eyes. A glint of cold light flashed, and the pink magic longsword instantly stopped at Erza's throat, just a hair's breadth from piercing it.
She said calmly, "You lose!"
"I lost!"
Erza's eyes showed unwillingess, but she had indeed given it her all. The swordsmanship of the person before her was far beyond her own; she was an expert currently out of her reach.
Chine dispelled the magic longsword in her hand and said with a smile, "Your sword isn't pure enough. Balancing offense and defense is both your strength and your weakness. Most importantly, your sword lacks killing intent. Is it because you don't see me as an enemy?"
Erza smiled. "You are not an enemy I have determined must be killed. In the end, it's just a match."
"Having killing intent doesn't mean you have to kill your enemy. In this regard, you are a few steps behind the young girl who used the Archenemy earlier."
Chine suddenly asked with some curiosity, "I feel a threat from you. You still have a trump card unused, right? Why not let me see it?"
Until now, she hadn't even gotten serious. If Erza only relied on swordsmanship, she wouldn't be able to make her take things seriously.
Erza shook her head. "I won't use that kind of power again unless it's a life-or-death crisis; otherwise, it will make me dependent."
She knew her father's original intention in giving her that gift was to keep her safe and protect herself in danger, but he definitely wouldn't want her to stop moving forward because of it.
Chine nodded slightly. "Understood. If there's a chance in the future, let me see it then."
She stepped toward the sea; there were still a few small fish hiding down there.
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