Genius in the whole system: The useless young lady dominates the world

As she stepped into the dueling arena, her gaze was instantly drawn to the scene on the stage where the dust had already settled.

Lu Linghuai'an stood in the center of the arena, his posture upright, his clothes swaying gently in the breeze, making him look exceptionally heroic.

At his feet, not far away, an opponent also dressed in combat gear was struggling to get up. Clearly, the force of that kick was extraordinary, not only sending him flying off the stage but also making it difficult for him to recover in a short time.

The surrounding audience was abuzz with discussion, all marveling at Lu Linghuai'an's thunderous strike.

At that moment, the referee's voice pierced through the clamor of the crowd, loud and solemn.

"After a fierce competition, the outcome of this duel is decided. Lu Linghuai'an won with an absolute advantage and successfully obtained the qualification for the third test!"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the gleaming arena, two youthful wills are clashing fiercely, as if foreshadowing a battle about to be ignited.

Lin Chujie, a young prodigy of the Lin family, is only thirteen years old, yet he has already reached the three-star level of Martial Grandmaster. His brows reveal a determination and arrogance beyond his years.

He was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, his long sword gleaming coldly, ready to strike.

Standing opposite them was Li Zixu, a fourteen-year-old member of the Li family, another major clan in Guiyun City.

Although he is only a second-level Martial Master, his composure and confidence are not to be underestimated.

Li Zixu's eyes were deep, as if he could foresee the future. Although the long sword in his hand was not yet drawn, one could already feel the immense power contained within it, quietly waiting for the moment it would erupt.

As the two confronted each other, the air was thick with tension, and the audience held their breath, afraid that the slightest sound would break the oppressive silence.

Suddenly, Lin Chujie moved like a cheetah, his speed so fast that he left only a blur.

The longsword in his hand sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, accompanied by bursts of fierce sword energy, heading straight for Li Zixu.

Faced with this sudden attack, Li Zixu not only did not panic at all, but instead a faint smile appeared on his lips.

He stood firmly on his feet, his body as stable as Mount Tai. Just as Lin Chujie's sword tip was about to touch him, suddenly, his longsword also shot out, colliding with Lin Chujie's sword tip in mid-air.

A clang rang out, followed by a pale yellow wave of energy erupting from the point where the two swords clashed. It surged like a volcanic eruption, seemingly about to engulf the entire arena. Fortunately, the barrier set up on the arena activated in time, firmly imprisoning this destructive force within a small area and preventing casualties among the audience.

Upon seeing this, the audience gasped in surprise, some marveling at the two teenagers' astonishing strength, while others were shocked by the sudden and intense clash.

Lin Chujie and Li Zixu were both pushed back several steps by the shockwave, but their eyes were more determined and their fighting spirit was even higher.

Lu Lingxiyao, sitting in the contestant's seat, exuded a faint aloofness and detachment. Her eyes, like the most precise instruments, captured every change and every move on the stage.

Beneath her seemingly indifferent exterior, her mind was racing. Every duel, every move used by her opponent, was etched deeply into her heart like a brand.

She can not only accurately remember every detail of these moves, but also quickly analyze their strengths and weaknesses, as well as any potential flaws.

It should be understood that this ability is undoubtedly extremely valuable to a martial artist.

In combat, when facing the same moves, you can not only predict your opponent's movements in advance, but also quickly formulate effective countermeasures. You can even turn the tables and use your opponent's moves to turn danger into safety and gain the upper hand.

Lin Chujie's lips curled into a cool and confident smile, his gaze sharp as a sword, shooting directly at Li Zixu, who remained standing firm opposite him. His words revealed an undeniable domineering aura.

"Ha—Li Zixu, admit defeat! You are no match for me."

However, Li Zixu's face remained unmoved in the face of Lin Chujie's forceful pressure.

His gaze became even more resolute, as if the countless days and nights of hard training and waiting over the past two years had condensed into an unshakable belief at this moment.

He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly with excitement, and his voice, though soft, was unusually firm.

"The competition isn't over yet; the winner and loser are still unknown!"

There was no hesitation in his eyes, only a desire for victory. This competition was not only for admission, but also a testament to his hard work over the past two years.

The atmosphere between the two instantly became tense, and the air on the arena seemed to freeze.

Lin Chujie's smile gradually faded. He sensed the indomitable power emanating from Li Zixu, which made him even more excited and eager for the upcoming duel.

Li Zixu, on the other hand, was already prepared. He wanted to show everyone through his actions that he would not give up easily, no matter how strong the opponent was.