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

Chapter 209 The Jade Phoenix’s Defiance

Chapter 209  The Jade Phoenix’s Defiance

The sound of swords clashing echoed like a thunderstorm throughout the arena, creating a symphony of steel that kept the crowd on edge.

CLANK! CLANK!

Ling Meiyu and Feng Mei moved with blinding speed, their swords a blur as they exchanged strikes. Sparks flew with each collision, lighting up the battlefield like fleeting stars.

The pressure from their clash was palpable, and the ground beneath their feet cracked with every step they took.

The intensity of their qi radiated outward, forming visible ripples in the protective formation around the arena.

Feng Mei gritted her teeth, her focus unwavering as she pressed the attack.

Her movements were precise, each strike aimed to exploit even the smallest opening in Ling Meiyu's defense.

["Ghostly Shadow Mirage!"]

Feng Mei's figure blurred, splitting into multiple afterimages that surrounded Ling Meiyu.

Each one was identical, their movements synchronized, making it nearly impossible to distinguish the real one.

The crowd gasped at just how real the clones were. Even those watching from outside couldn't tell which was the real one, let alone the one fighting.

Ling Meiyu, however, remained composed. Her fiery aura surged, and she closed her eyes for a brief moment, focusing her senses.

["Eternal Flame Lotus!"]

Ling Meiyu's voice resonated through the arena.

( If I can't the real one then I just need to kill every one of them! )

She raised her free hand, her palm glowing with an intense golden-red light.

The air around her shimmered as a fiery aura surged outward, forming a vortex of heat and energy.

Flames erupted from her palm, swirling upward in a mesmerizing dance.

The fire condensed into the shape of a massive lotus flower, each petal crafted from golden-red flames that radiated overwhelming heat.

The petals expanded outward, their edges crackling with destructive energy, making the arena floor tremble under the sheer pressure.

Feng Mei's afterimages darted around Ling Meiyu, closing in from all sides, their movements synchronized to strike simultaneously.

"Too slow!" Ling Meiyu said softly, her glowing eyes narrowing as she clenched her palm.

The Eternal Flame Lotus bloomed fully, releasing an explosive wave of fire in all directions.

BOOM!

The fiery petals unfurled, sweeping through the arena like a tidal wave of destruction.

The afterimages of Feng Mei flickered and disintegrated as the flames consumed them, leaving no trace behind.

The ground cracked and glowed with embers, the heat radiating so intensely that the spectators could feel it from their seats despite the protective barrier.

The arena was silent for a moment, the aftermath of Ling Meiyu's devastating Eternal Flame Lotus still lingering in the air.

Smoke and embers danced across the battlefield as the fiery petals dissipated, leaving behind scorched earth and an air thick with heat.

"Hah… Hah… "

Feng Mei was on one knee, her breathing ragged as blood dripped from a deep gash on her shoulder.

Her sword trembled slightly in her hand, and her usually calm expression was marred by a grimace of pain.

The crowd erupted into a cacophony of murmurs and cheers.

"She's injured!"

"Ling Meiyu's attack was too powerful. There's no way Feng Mei can keep up now!"

"It's over. Once you're injured, your strength only declines further. Ling Meiyu wins!"

…

In the Mystic Flame Sect's VIP Room, the disciples were ecstatic as it seemed like Ling Meiyu's victory was just around the corner.

"Looks like Junior Sister Ling Meiyu is going to win."

"Obviously! There was no chance for that Feng girl at all. Ling Meiyu still has her trump card!"

"When did Junior Sister master Eternal Flame Lotus? She is almost as good as our sect leader!"

Sect Leader Xue Hongxia also looked impressed by Ling Meiyu's control of the technique, although Ling Meiyu was far from being able to fully control it like her.

"Sect Leader, it seems Ling Meiyu doesn't need to reveal her real cultivation realm at all," Elder Chi said excitedly. With Ling Meiyu's real cultivation still secret, her chances of winning the final could increase dramatically.

Xue Hongxia just nodded without saying anything. The match still wasn't over, and there was no telling what might happen.

Though Feng Mei was injured, the fight seemed to have reached its conclusion.

Ling Meiyu stood tall, her expression calm but her eyes sharp as she observed Feng Mei.

"Do you still wish to continue?" She asked, her voice steady and without malice.

Feng Mei slowly rose to her feet, her grip on her sword tightening.

Her breathing evened out, and her gaze locked onto Ling Meiyu without any intention of giving up.

"This is far from over!"

Feng Mei declared, her voice unwavering as she lifted her sword, determination blazing in her eyes.

Ling Meiyu's gaze sharpened, her instincts alert to a subtle shift in the air.

Though she couldn't pinpoint the source of her unease, she tightened her grip on her sword, preparing to meet Feng Mei's next move head-on.

The two geniuses clashed once more, their swords meeting with explosive force.

CLANK! CLANK!

The sound of their blades echoed throughout the arena as they moved with incredible speed, their techniques as sharp as ever.

However, something was wrong.

Ling Meiyu noticed it first.

Despite the injury she had inflicted, Feng Mei's movements showed no signs of slowing down.

In fact, her strikes seemed as precise and powerful as before.

The crowd, too, started to notice.

"Wait a second... shouldn't Feng Mei be weakening by now?"

"That injury looked serious. How is she fighting like nothing happened?"

"It's like her wound is... gone?"

Someone in the audience pointed.

"Look! Her shoulder—it's completely healed!"

Gasps rippled through the stands as all eyes focused on Feng Mei.

The gash that had been dripping blood moments ago was now nothing more than a faint mark as if it had never been there.

In the Feng Clan's VIP Room, Feng Chen watched the battle intently.

His sharp eyes glimmered with understanding as he observed Feng Mei's rapid recovery.

"It's no surprise," Feng Chen murmured.

"With the Jade Phoenix Physique, her recovery speed is unparalleled. Wounds that would incapacitate others heal in mere moments for her. In a long-lasting battle, there is no one who could compete with her!"

After all, others would get injured and weakened, while Feng Mei could remain in her top shape.

This was the advantage of her physique and the difference between those with extraordinary physiques and those without.

Moreover, Feng Mei's physique was not yet fully awakened; she could only use a fraction of its abilities.

Despite that it was almost impossible for those with the same strength as her to be able to defeat her.

Unless Ling Meiyu used her full strength, Feng Chen couldn't see a way for Ling Meiyu to win this fight.

Back on the battlefield, Ling Meiyu's fiery aura flared as she adjusted her stance.

She didn't know what Feng Mei did, but she was aware that her earlier attack had been ineffective, and the fight had become a stalemate once more.

Feng Mei, her injuries gone and her qi surging, raised her sword. Her eyes burned with determination as she charged forward.

CLANK! CLANK!

The sound of their swords colliding filled the air once more, but this time, the tide of the battle felt different.

The two fought fiercely, with injuries piling up on both sides.

Perhaps Feng Mei sustained more injuries than Ling Meiyu, but with her Jade Phoenix Physique, she recovered completely each time, as though nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, Ling Meiyu's injuries began to weigh on her. Each wound sapped her strength, and her movements became slower and less precise.

Her once-dominant aura flickered under the strain.

CLANK! CLANK!

Each strike seemed heavier than the last.

Ling Meiyu, once commanding the fight with precision and power, now appeared to be faltering.

Her breathing grew heavier, and her movements, though still sharp, began to slow.

Blood trickled from multiple cuts on her arms and legs, staining her robes and the arena floor.

Ling Meiyu was well aware of her predicament.

( She's recovering too quickly! )

Ling Meiyu thought, her mind racing as she blocked another flurry of strikes.

"If I keep fighting like this, I'll lose!"

Feng Mei's sword came down again, forcing Ling Meiyu to sidestep.

Ling Meiyu's fiery aura flared slightly as she stepped back, putting distance between them.

Her chest heaved as she steadied her breathing, her mind calculating her next move.

"I can't hold back anymore," Ling Meiyu muttered under her breath, her voice barely audible over the crackling remnants of her fiery qi.

Ling Meiyu came to the conclusion that no matter what strategy she used, it was going to be of no use against Feng Mei and her incredible recovery.

If she wanted to win, she had to end the fight in a single move.

However, that wasn't possible with her current state, and she was well aware of that.

Ling Meiyu closed her eyes for a brief moment, her aura shifting dramatically.

The fiery energy surrounding her grew more intense, and her presence seemed to grow stronger by the second.

When she opened her eyes, they glowed with a fierce brilliance, her presence now overwhelming.

Ling Meiyu had unleashed her Three Elements Divine Realm cultivation!