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 i, who climbed the sa number of steps as Ling iyu!" "Yuan Ziyan should win, right? After all, she's in the Peak Grand Qi Condensation Realm. Plus, with the Mystic Fla Sect's techniques, she should have an advantage over Feng i, who uses the Icy Veil Sect's techniques." "Not necessarily! Didn't you see how powerful the Feng Clan's techniques are? Feng i might not even need to rely on the Icy Veil Sect's techniques!" "Will Feng i take revenge for her fellow sect and clan mbers, or will she beco yet another stepping stone for Yuan Ziyan?" …

The crowd erupted in cheers as Feng i and Yuan Ziyan stepped into the arena. This was the clash of two titans—two prodigies with imnse talent and powerful techniques. Feng i, 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 t in the center of the arena, their gazes locked. Yuan Ziyan nodded toward Feng i, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Nice to et you again, Feng i. I didn't expect to face you in the Quarter-Finals." Feng i 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 i 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 i still felt a lingering sense of negativity toward her. Similarly, Yuan Ziyan didn't outright dislike Feng i, but her closeness to Feng Yun stirred feelings of unease. As a supporter of Feng Yun and Ling iyu, Yuan Ziyan wished to see them reconcile. To her, Feng i was an obstacle—a sentint 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 i acknowledges.

Yuan ZIyan felt the sa about Feng i 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 i 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 na, unleashed a torrent of fiery attacks. Unsheathing her sword—a fiery red blade crackling with qi—she lunged forward, her movents swift and precise. The blade sliced through the air, leaving trails of flas in its wake. Feng i responded with equal skill. Drawing her own sword—a sleek, silver blade shimring 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 t. Yuan Ziyan pressed her assault, her fiery strikes relentless. Each attack was imbued with the power of flas, her movents swift and unpredictable—a whirlwind of fire and steel. But Feng i remained calm, her movents fluid and controlled, like flowing water. CLANG! CLANG!

She deflected each strike with precision, countering Yuan Ziyan's attacks effortlessly. Feng i 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 srized. 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 i was unfazed. Her sharp eyes tracked Yuan Ziyan's movents, anticipating her strikes with uncanny accuracy. Suddenly, Feng i 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!

Before she could react, Feng i unleashed a swift strike aid at her back. Sensing the danger, Yuan Ziyan spun around, raising her sword just in ti. The two blades collided with a resounding clang, sending shockwaves through the air. CLANK! CLANK!

The crowd held its breath as the two combatants locked eyes, their swords pressing against each other. While Feng i took advantage of her speed to overwhelm Yuan Ziyan, however, Yuan Ziyan was quick to react and she also successfully defended against her attacks.

["Heavenly Emperor's Sword!"]

Feng i increased her power and tried to overwhelm Yuan Ziyan with her strength rather than speed which failed.

CLANK! CLANK!

The tension in the arena grew as the clash between Feng i and Yuan Ziyan intensified.

Yuan Ziyan, her fiery blade trembling against Feng i's icy sword, narrowed her eyes. She was barely able to defend against Feng i's powerful attack which kept pushing her back.

With a deep breath, she gathered her Qi. A surge of fiery energy erupted around her, the temperature in the arena spiking dramatically. Her aura expanded, blazing with the unmistakable intensity of a Peak Grand Qi Condensation cultivator.

The fiery energy surrounding Yuan Ziyan condensed into her blade, making it glow with a dazzling red light. She lunged at Feng i, her movents now even faster and more forceful.

Feng i, caught off guard by the sudden burst of power, was forced to retreat under the relentless assault. Yuan Ziyan's strikes ca with precision and ferocity, each one aid to overwhelm Feng i's defenses.

CLANK! CLANK!

But Feng i remained calm, unwavering despite the powerful attacks from Yuan Ziyan. She parried each strike with asured precision, her movents as fluid as ever.

However, Yuan Ziyan's relentless onslaught began to push her back.

It seed like Yuan Ziyan with her Peak Grand Qi Condensation Realm cultivation was too powerful for Feng i.

Feng i stepped back, her eyes narrowing slightly as she assessed the situation.

Then, she exhaled softly, and the temperature in the arena began to drop.

The icy sheen on her blade grew brighter, and a faint, chilling mist began to swirl around her.

"What's this?" Yuan Ziyan muttered, her fiery aura flickering slightly in response to the sudden cold.

The crowd, too, noticed the change.

"Is Feng i…?"

"She's been holding back all this ti!"

Feng i's aura surged, and in an instant, it transford. The calm, serene energy she had displayed earlier was replaced by a powerful, commanding presence.

A wave of frost spread across the arena, clashing with Yuan Ziyan's flas. The two opposing forces battled for dominance, creating a dramatic spectacle of fire and ice.

"Peak Grand Qi Condensation Realm!"

"Feng i is also at the Peak Grand Qi Condensation Realm?!"

The revelation sent shockwaves through the audience. After all, everyone didn't expect that soone could still have their strength hidden despite the competition's quarter final.

Yuan Ziyan's eyes widened in shock as she felt the overwhelming power emanating from Feng i.

"As expected!"

Yuan Ziyan muttered, almost as if she had expected it.

After all, she has seen Ling iyu's talent and knows that she was in Three Elents Divine Realm.

Yuan Ziyan didn't think that Feng i with the sa aptitude as Ling iyu would just be at the Top Grand Qi Condensation Realm.

With a graceful motion, Feng i raised her sword, the icy mist around her condensing into a sharp, crystalline aura.

"Then let's see who's stronger!"

Yuan Ziyan said with determination.

The battle resud with renewed intensity.

Yuan Ziyan's flas roared to life, and she launched a series of explosive strikes, her fiery blade clashing against Feng i's icy sword.

Feng i countered with equal force, her movents elegant yet powerful. Each clash of their blades sent shockwaves rippling through the arena.

The crowd was on the edge of their seats, their cheers growing louder with every exchange.

"This is incredible! I've never seen such a battle before!"

"Feng i and Yuan Ziyan are evenly matched!"

But as the fight dragged on, it beca clear that Feng i was gaining the upper hand.

Her Techniques began to overpower Yuan Ziyan's technique and Yuan Ziyan was being pushed back despite going all out.

Yuan Ziyan's movents grew slower, her fiery energy waning under the relentless attack from Feng i.

In the end, Yuan Ziyan has no choice but to surrender.