My Brother's the Protagonist? Good Thing I Awakened My System! Chapter 216 Feng Yun Shows His Real Strength

Ling iyu believed herself to be unrivaled in terms of her comprehension of techniques and her refined body.

Although she realized she wasn't truly invincible when she lost to Feng i while holding back, that defeat was mostly due to Feng i's extraordinary physique.

In terms of strength, technique, and overall fighting power, she was still stronger than Feng i.

But against Feng Yun…

She found that the very thing she prided herself on—her unparalleled mastery of technique—was sothing she was inferior in compared to the one she once looked down upon.

Of course, she still had her cultivation talent, which was second to none, but discovering that soone she had belittled was better than her in what she believed to be her greatest strength was nothing short of shocking.

However, Ling iyu wasn't just a prideful girl who would ntally break down like Gao Mingrui.

She accepted reality. Feng Yun was better in that regard, and if she continued holding back, she wouldn't win.

BOOM!

A surge of unfathomable qi erupted from Ling iyu's body.

The ground beneath her shattered violently, and her flas deepened in color, no longer just golden-red but streaked with violet.

"Ling iyu is no longer holding back!"

"She's finally going to fight for real!"

"Indeed! Feng Yun is no pushover. He won't be easy to defeat if she continues to hold back her power!"

"Tsk! Now, the fight will be over before you know it!"

…

The crowd erupted with excitent, eager to witness Ling iyu's true power and how Feng Yun would respond.

Though many already thought that the match had been decided. BOOM!

Feng Yun's expression shifted slightly, but his eyes burned with excitent.

"So, you finally stopped playing around?"

"..."

Ling iyu said nothing—and then, in the blink of an eye, she vanished.

Her sword lashed forward at an unfathomable speed, a blur of golden and violet flas that tore through space itself.

Feng Yun raised his sword just in ti to block, but—

BANG!

His arms trembled.

The sheer force behind Ling iyu's strike was leagues above anything she had unleashed before.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Their blades clashed at blinding speed, each strike shaking the heavens.

Ling iyu was faster, stronger, and more precise—her movents were so refined that Feng Yun could barely keep up.

For the first ti in the competition, Feng Yun was struggling.

Each ti he countered, Ling iyu was already one step ahead, her blade carving through the air, forcing him back.

His defenses cracked little by little, his sword growing heavier with every clash.

Unlike Feng i, Feng Yun didn't have the luxury of getting injured.

One fatal mistake was enough to make him lose.

Feng Yun's breath grew heavier as he continuously parried Ling iyu's relentless strikes.

Every swing of her blade carried an overwhelming force that shook his very core.

His grip on his sword tightened, his arms aching from the sheer intensity of their clash.

CLANG!

Another powerful strike sent him skidding backward, his feet dragging deep trenches into the cracked arena floor.

The spectators watched in stunned silence.

Many believed the fight would end quickly, with Ling iyu completely overwhelming Feng Yun.

And while that was sowhat true, Feng Yun refused to go down easily, holding his ground and even fighting back.

Ling iyu narrowed her eyes. She had anticipated a swift victory, yet he remained standing despite the overwhelming difference in power.

That was unexpected.

"You're persistent," she muttered, her voice calm yet laced with an undeniable sharpness.

Feng Yun smirked, despite the numbness creeping up his arms.

Ling iyu wasted no ti, pressing forward once more.

She vanished from sight, reappearing above him, her sword flashing downward in a devastating arc.

Feng Yun barely managed to react, raising his blade to intercept the strike.

BOOM!

The impact shook the arena, cracks spreading outward like a spiderweb.

The force of her attack sent Feng Yun crashing to one knee, his breathing ragged.

His arms trembled. His body scread in protest.

Still, he refused to collapse.

Ling iyu raised her sword once more, the flas around her surging higher, their color deepening further.

This was it.

She was going to end things.

The very air trembled as her aura spiked, her presence suffocating.

Even the most powerful sect elders watching from the stands felt their hearts tremble.

Ling iyu hovered slightly above the ground, her golden-violet flas twisting around her like a divine storm.

Her next attack wouldn't be sothing Feng Yun could survive.

She pointed her sword at him.

"This is the end."

The heat in the air beca unbearable, the flas around her sword growing until they took the shape of a massive lotus, its petals expanding outward with divine majesty.

["Eternal Fla Lotus!"]

The mont she spoke, the entire battlefield was engulfed in fire.

A blinding light consud everything in sight, the sheer force of her attack warping the space around it.

The audience cried out in shock, so shielding their eyes from the intensity of the flas.

It was unimaginable.

This wasn't just an attack.

This was Ling iyu's absolute victory.

The massive flaming lotus descended upon Feng Yun, threatening to erase him from existence.

BOOOOOOOM!

The whole arena shook.

Everything was consud in an ocean of fire.

The battlefield vanished.

Feng Yun was nowhere to be seen.

Ling iyu stood tall, sword lowered, her breathing even, her flas slowly dying down.

It was over.

Or so she thought.

Just as the flas started to fade—

A new aura erupted from within the destruction.

A wave of terrifying energy surged outward, instantly dispersing the remaining flas.

Ling iyu's pupils shrank.

"What—?!"

The audience held their breath.

From within the fading flas, a silhouette erged.

Standing unhard amidst the destruction—

Was Feng Yun.

And the pressure radiating from him…

It was exactly the sa as hers.

Ling iyu's expression turned serious as realization dawned upon her.

"You..."

Feng Yun exhaled slowly, his gaze sharp and unwavering.

"You're not the only one who was holding back, Ling iyu."

A massive surge of energy exploded from his body, shaking the heavens.

And then—

"I am also in the Three Elents Divine Realm."