My Brother's the Protagonist? Good Thing I Awakened My System! Chapter 191 Feng Yun Vs Han Xu!



Chapter 191 Feng Yun Vs Han Xu!

The audience cheered for Feng i, and her supporters began to grow in number.

What Feng i accomplished was strikingly similar to what Ling iyu and Feng Yun had done in the first round.

Feng i easily subdued her opponent, who was in the Initial Grand Qi Condensation Realm.

Although Shen Rui's strength and cultivation realm were inferior to the opponents of Ling iyu and Feng Yun, she was still a cultivator of the Grand Qi Condensation Realm.

On the other hand, the Shen Clan didn't take this defeat lightly and began to view Feng i and the Feng Clan with hostility.

As one of the top clans in the capital, how could they tolerate people from backwater clans humiliating their genius?

Moreover, their Clan Leader was in the Nascent Soul Realm.

Why would they fear a clan whose strongest mber was only in the Three Elents Divine Realm?

Even the Royal Family wouldn't say much about them eradicating such a clan.

The artifact once again began spinning as the nas for the next match were chosen.

During this ti, many who were familiar with the Shen Clan believed that Feng i and the Feng Clan had made a grave mistake by offending them.

The Shen Clan, known for its domineering personality, was not one to let such slights go unpunished.

Even if one were winning, most of them would probably lose on purpose in order to not offend the Shen Clan.

So even speculated that after the competition, the Shen Clan might take drastic action and erase the Feng Clan from existence.

On the other hand, the Feng Clan showed no signs of worry. They weren't concerned about Feng i's actions and were instead celebrating.

Three of their participants had advanced to the next round, securing their nas in the List of Top 100 Dragon and Phoenix Ranking.

Not one but three!

This was an unprecedented honor for their clan, and they still had many other participants who had yet to compete and had a good chance of advancing as well.

Soon enough, Feng Qiyue, Feng Ruolan, Feng Liang, and the other participants except Feng Yun from the Feng Clan completed their fights, all achieving easy victories over their Core Formation Stage opponents.

Now, the second round was nearing its end, with only five matches remaining.

Both Feng Yun and Ling iyu had yet to compete, and many began to wonder if the much-anticipated fight between them would happen in this round.

However, speculation was cut short as the artifact spun again, its shimring light capturing the audience's attention.

"Feng Yun of the Feng Clan vs. Han Xu of the Mystic Fla Sect!"

The crowd erupted into a mix of cheers and murmurs.

Han Xu's na carried significant weight-not only was he a genius from the prestigious Mystic Fla Sect, but he was also a scion of the Han Clan, one of the Top 10 Clans in the capital.

His reputation as a prodigy and his flamboyant arrogance made him a well-known and polarizing figure.

The announcent of the match caused a buzz of excitent.

This was shaping up to be a thrilling fight, and the audience couldn't wait to see if

Feng Yun would be able to defeat such a formidable opponent.

"Haha... Who could have thought that I would be so lucky?"

Han Xu laughed, his voice filled with mockery.

Several other participants from the Mystic Fla Sect gathered around him, their expressions a mix of amusent and disdain.

"Senior brother, this is your chance to show everyone the difference between a genius

of the Mystic Fla Sect and so countryside bumpkin."

"Senior Brother, make sure he regrets ever stepping into this arena."

"Senior brother, you must make him regret ever offending the Mystic Fla Sect and Junior Sister."

Han Xu chuckled, his confidence growing with their encouragent.

"Oh, don't worry. I'll make sure this so-called genius from the Feng Clan learns his

place."

Then, his gaze shifted toward Ling iyu, who was watching the exchange from a distance with her usual calm deanor.

Han Xu's lips curled into a smug smile as he addressed her.

"Ling iyu, you don't mind if I utterly crush your ex-fiancé, do you?"

He asked, his voice loud enough for everyone nearby to hear.

Ling iyu glanced at Han Xu, her expression unreadable.

She replied coolly, "Do whatever you want."

Her words were indifferent, but inwardly, her thoughts were far more calculated.

(If Feng Yun can't even defeat soone like Han Xu, then he doesn't deserve to fight

!)

She thought, her eyes narrowing slightly as she observed Feng Yun from across the

arena.

Han Xu, misinterpreting her response as approval, laughed triumphantly.

"Don't worry, Ling iyu. I'll make sure he doesn't embarrass himself too much before

I end it."

The crowd murmured in anticipation as the referee called both participants to the center of the arena.

Han Xu's entrance was as dramatic as expected.

Dressed in fiery red robes embroidered with golden flas, he strode into the arena with an air of superiority, his chin held high and a smug smirk plastered across his face.

Feng Yun, on the other hand, entered with his usual calm deanor, his expression unbothered.

As the two stood across from each other in the arena, Han Xu wasted no ti. He sneered, his voice dripping with disdain as he addressed Feng Yun.

"So, you're the infamous Feng Yun!"

Han Xu began, his tone mocking.

"The so-called genius from so backwater clan. Tell , did you co here to embarrass yourself, or do you actually believe you can compete with soone like

?"

Feng Yun remained silent. Anyways, he already viewed Han Xu as an enemy since he was also from the Mystic Fla Sect.

His arrogance only reminds Feng Yun about the arrogance of those people from the

Mystic Fla Sect.

Han Xu's smirk widened.

"Oh, I get it. You're trying to impress Ling iyu, aren't you? How pathetic. Let make one thing clear-soone like you doesn't even deserve to stand in her shadow."

Han Xu continued.

"Coming here, trying to reclaim so shred of dignity. But let tell you sothing- iyu is far beyond your reach now. She deserves soone of true stature, soone

like . Not a nobody from a third-rate clan."

Feng Yun's expression didn't change, but his aura subtly shifted, a faint pressure emanating from him that only those sensitive to qi could feel.

He didn't really care much about the insult thrown at him but he definitely can't have soone look down upon his clan.