Feng Ye's Sword Strike

"I must admit, your presence is quite impressive. Facing both of you at once really does put me under a great deal of pressure." Ikaruga stood there with a katana in hand, speaking with elegant composure.

Her words made Erza pause slightly.

"Both of us?"

A flicker of confusion crossed her eyes at first, but then she sensed something. Glancing to the side, she saw Feng Ye making his way up the stairs one step at a time.

Feng Ye looked up briefly, then turned to Erza and said calmly, "Go on, Erza. The enemy above is well suited to tempering you."

Because he had interfered with the original course of events, Erza and Jellal had yet to have any contact with each other. They did not even know one another.

It was not that he bore Jellal any ill will and wanted someone who should have liked him to kill him. Jellal was simply a suitable opponent for Erza to hone herself against.

"Feng Ye..."

Erza looked at Feng Ye.

Feng Ye gave her a slight nod and added, "The enemy above is one of the Ten Wizard Saints. Your strength is only a hair away from their level. What you lack is merely resolve, and he is an ideal opponent for you."

Because of his interference, Erza's current strength had nearly reached the pinnacle of an S-Class Mage. She was almost on the level of the Ten Wizard Saints, separated by only the slightest margin. Though Jellal was not among the weakest of the Ten Wizard Saints, he had not reached the level of the Four Heavenly Kings either. At present, Jellal still possessed the strength of an ordinary Ten Wizard Saint.

Feng Ye did not truly care how strong Erza could become. With only a little life