My Brother's the Protagonist? Good Thing I Awakened My System!

Chapter 204  Feng Mei Vs Yuan Ziyan!

"Wow! Two beauties are fighting! And both of them hail from the Eastern Region!" "Yuan Ziyan is hailed as the greatest genius from the Eastern Region. But now, that title might go to Feng Mei, who climbed the same number of steps as Ling Meiyu!" "Yuan Ziyan should win, right? After all, she's in the Peak Grand Qi Condensation Realm. Plus, with the Mystic Flame Sect's techniques, she should have an advantage over Feng Mei, who uses the Icy Veil Sect's techniques." "Not necessarily! Didn't you see how powerful the Feng Clan's techniques are? Feng Mei might not even need to rely on the Icy Veil Sect's techniques!" "Will Feng Mei take revenge for her fellow sect and clan members, or will she become yet another stepping stone for Yuan Ziyan?" …

The crowd erupted in cheers as Feng Mei and Yuan Ziyan stepped into the arena. This was the clash of two titans—two prodigies with immense talent and powerful techniques. Feng Mei, with her ethereal beauty and icy aura, stood poised and graceful, exuding an air of calm confidence. Yuan Ziyan, on the other hand, radiated fiery intensity, her short stature belying the fierce competitive spirit in her eyes. As they met in the center of the arena, their gazes locked. Yuan Ziyan nodded toward Feng Mei, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Nice to meet you again, Feng Mei. I didn't expect to face you in the Quarter-Finals." Feng Mei returned the nod, her expression composed and unwavering. "Likewise, Yuan Ziyan. I didn't expect this match either." Their exchange was polite but carried an undercurrent of tension. Two years ago, at the Eastern Gathering, their paths had crossed. While Feng Mei didn't dislike Yuan Ziyan, she couldn't forget how Yuan Ziyan had insulted and looked down on Feng Yun back then. Although Yuan Ziyan no longer harbored disdain for Feng Yun, Feng Mei still felt a lingering sense of negativity toward her. Similarly, Yuan Ziyan didn't outright dislike Feng Mei, but her closeness to Feng Yun stirred feelings of unease. As a supporter of Feng Yun and Ling Meiyu, Yuan Ziyan wished to see them reconcile. To her, Feng Mei was an obstacle—a sentiment that hadn't changed in two years. Despite these feelings, both held a mutual respect for each other's strength. Yuan Ziyan, being hailed as the greatest genius of the Eastern Region and her strength, there was no doubt that she was a very powerful one that Feng Mei acknowledges.

Yuan ZIyan felt the same about Feng Mei who climbed to the 17th step on Pillar Of Aptitude and showed incredible determination.

"I look forward to this match," Yuan Ziyan said, her tone sincere. "May the best win," Feng Mei replied with a nod. "Are you two ready?"

The referee asked to which both gave a nod while not leaving their eyes of their opponent.

"Begin!"

With that, the match began. Yuan Ziyan, true to her sect's name, unleashed a torrent of fiery attacks. Unsheathing her sword—a fiery red blade crackling with qi—she lunged forward, her movements swift and precise. The blade sliced through the air, leaving trails of flames in its wake. Feng Mei responded with equal skill. Drawing her own sword—a sleek, silver blade shimmering with an icy sheen—she parried Yuan Ziyan's attack with a graceful motion. The clash of steel echoed across the arena, accompanied by bursts of fire and frost as the two blades met. Yuan Ziyan pressed her assault, her fiery strikes relentless. Each attack was imbued with the power of flames, her movements swift and unpredictable—a whirlwind of fire and steel. But Feng Mei remained calm, her movements fluid and controlled, like flowing water. CLANG! CLANG!

She deflected each strike with precision, countering Yuan Ziyan's attacks effortlessly. Feng Mei had already concluded that the Icy Veil Sect's techniques were ineffective against Yuan Ziyan, recalling her previous fight with Feng Xiaoyu. Instead, she relied on her mastery of Feng Clan techniques, which was not only more powerful than Icy Veil Sects but she also had more mastery over Feng Clan's technique. The crowd was mesmerized. This was a battle of equals, a clash between two extraordinary talents. Realizing that sheer force wouldn't be enough, Yuan Ziyan began to incorporate speed and agility into her attacks. She darted around the arena, her fiery blade a blur of motion, leaving afterimages in her wake. But Feng Mei was unfazed. Her sharp eyes tracked Yuan Ziyan's movements, anticipating her strikes with uncanny accuracy. Suddenly, Feng Mei executed her Ghostly Shadow Mirage technique. With a swift motion, her figure vanished, reappearing behind Yuan Ziyan in an instant. "W-What—?!" Yuan Ziyan gasped. SLASH! SLASH!