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

On the arena, the martial artist from the Gale Mercenary Group was completely dumbfounded, staring blankly at the divine weapon in Feng Wuyai's hand.

Feng Wuyai's lips curled into a contemptuous smile, his eyes filled with smugness and confidence. He slowly said, "Sorry, but this is a divine artifact that is one level higher than your sacred artifact. The difference is not just a little bit."

Upon hearing this, the martial artist from the Gale Mercenary Group turned pale and then red. Suppressing his shock, he gritted his teeth and said, "So what if you possess a divine artifact? The strength of a four-star Martial Emperor is still an insurmountable gap compared to my six-star Martial Emperor strength!"

Before he finished speaking, his aura suddenly surged, and the sacred artifact, the Heaven-Shattering Hammer, seemed to come alive in his hands, shining brightly. With a swing of his arm, it crashed heavily towards Feng Wuyai with a whistling sound.

Upon seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Feng Wuyai's eyes. He gripped the Demon-Subduing Blade tightly with both hands, and his martial power surged and poured into the blade.

With a "hum," the Demon-Subduing Blade seemed to be awakened, a giant beast, which trembled violently and released a chilling aura.

Suddenly, Feng Wuyai raised his right hand and caught the heavy blow of the Sky-Shattering Hammer at an incredible angle.

With a loud "bang!", the two weapons clashed, and two powerful forces collided in the air, sparking a few visible sparks. Then, a powerful energy spread wildly in all directions. Under the impact of this force, the stone slabs on the arena cracked like a net, and dust flew everywhere.

The members of the Gale Mercenary Group gasped in astonishment at the sight, their hearts filled with shock: Was this the power of a clash between a sacred artifact and a divine artifact? The difference between the two was so vast!

Just then, Feng Wuyai let out a low shout, and taking advantage of the moment when the two weapons clashed, he reversed the force and suddenly lifted the Heaven-Breaking Hammer. An invisible energy wave traveled along the Heaven-Breaking Hammer and actually lifted the opponent's entire body away.

"what--!"

A scream pierced the sky. The martial artist's body was thrown as if by an invisible giant hand, tracing an arc before crashing heavily into the open ground outside the edge of the arena like a falling star. Amidst the flying dust, a clearly visible human-shaped crater appeared before everyone's eyes, and the martial artist inside the crater instantly lost consciousness.

Judge Pan stared blankly at the scene before him for a moment, then finally came to his senses after a few seconds. He slowly raised Feng Wuyai's right hand and loudly announced, "First round, Lieyan wins!"

The audience, recovering from their initial astonishment, erupted in thunderous cheers and applause. Their faces beamed with excitement and joy, their eyes sparkling with boundless admiration and awe for Feng Wuyai.

Some people rubbed their eyes in disbelief, as if to confirm that what they were seeing was not an illusion. Feng Wuyai had defeated his opponent with just one move!

Amidst the astonishment, some whispered among themselves, wondering if it was the divine artifact in Feng Wuyai's hands that allowed him to win so easily? Or perhaps Feng Wuyai had been hiding his true strength, simply not revealing it to everyone.

The final result was different from what everyone had originally expected, but we had to believe that it was the truth; it was simply a miracle!

This scene prompted Bei Chen Haoyu to exclaim, "To knock an equally matched opponent off the stage with just one move... it truly is a divine weapon!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Shengxie nodded slightly and echoed, "Therefore, the power contained in a high-grade weapon is enough to overturn the course of a battle and rewrite the outcome."

At this moment, Feng Wuyai lightly leaped down from the arena, a hint of pride and smugness on his face. He went straight to Zhan Jiuyou and asked with a beaming smile, "Brother Zhan, how was it? Did I disgrace our Blazing Flame Mercenary Group with my performance?"

Upon hearing this, Zhan Jiuyou patted Feng Wuyai's shoulder vigorously, his eyes filled with relief and joy, and laughed, "Disgrace? How could that be! Not only did you not disgrace Lieyan, but you also used your strength to earn plenty of face for Lieyan!"

Feng Tianyi, standing to the side, his eyes gleaming with excitement, interjected, "Father, you didn't see it! The faces of those guys over there were as black as the bottom of a pot! Your maneuver was absolutely brilliant!"

After saying that, he deliberately cast a provocative and contemptuous glance at the other side, as if to announce the joy of victory.

Just then, Lu Lingxi chuckled softly and said gently, "Team Leader, it's your turn."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Jiuyou nodded, and with a swift movement, leaped onto the arena.

Immediately afterward, a fierce-looking Martial Emperor from the opposing camp also leaped onto the arena.

His eyes were fixed on Zhan Jiuyou, filled with both the resentment of the previous defeat and the anger of being provoked.

"Don't be too smug. Your Blazing Flame Mercenary Group will definitely lose this match!"

The Martial Emperor roared in a low voice, and a long spear gleaming with cold light suddenly appeared in his hand, its tip pointing directly at Zhan Jiuyou, ready to launch a fatal blow at any moment.

As soon as the spear was drawn, a gasp of surprise suddenly erupted from the crowd: "Holy crap! Is the Gale Mercenary Group really going all out?"

This sudden exclamation instantly attracted the attention of everyone around.

A bystander, looking puzzled, asked, "What's wrong? Why do you say that?"

The person who exclaimed seemed extremely excited about his discovery. He lowered his voice, but could not hide his excitement.

"That spear, named 'Dragon's Roar and Moon Howl Spear,' is an ancient sacred artifact! I was fortunate enough to see its splendor at the Yanjing Auction House. The auction price at that time was simply terrifyingly high. I never expected that it would fall into the hands of the Gale Mercenary Group."

Upon hearing this, the crowd fell into a brief silence, their hearts seemingly filled with an indescribable excitement.

Today's match was already exciting enough, but the Gale Mercenary Group's consecutive use of two sacred artifacts undoubtedly pushed the intensity of the match to a new climax.

The audience exchanged glances, beginning to speculate: now that the Gale Mercenary Group had revealed its second sacred artifact, could the Blazing Flame Mercenary Group also possess a hidden divine weapon? This anticipation, like an invisible force, quietly spread through the crowd, making everyone hold their breath, hoping that the upcoming matches would bring even more surprises.

In the mercenary area, a man shouted loudly, his words rough yet bold, "Brothers of Blazing Flames, I believe in you! Even without sacred artifacts, our spirit cannot be defeated!"

These words, though somewhat blunt and rough, unexpectedly touched the hearts of many present. Even Lu Lingxi, who was known for her composure, couldn't help but frown slightly, a helpless smile playing on her lips.

Immediately afterward, another man stepped forward, his voice even more impassioned, "Yes, yes, yes! That's what I think too! Brothers of Blazing Flames, show us your divine weapons! Not only will we blind their idiots, but we'll also beat them to a pulp!"

These words immediately resonated strongly with the surrounding crowd. After all, the Gale Mercenary Group had a notorious reputation, and apart from associating with other equally despicable forces, almost no one wanted to be associated with them.

The man's shout was like a fire, igniting the long-suppressed discontent of the crowd. Instantly, the echoes of thousands of people soared into the sky, shaking people to their core.

The members of the Gale Mercenary Group had faces as dark as the bottom of a pot, especially the higher-ups, who remained silent, but their eyes were filled with bloodthirsty killing intent!

Wu Haotian gritted his teeth, his eyes almost spitting fire, staring intently at Lu Lingxi Yao, with only one thought echoing in his mind: Leng Aotian must die!

On the arena, the Martial Emperor-level expert was clearly enraged by the deafening roar. He shouted, "All of you, shut the hell up! Hmph, Zhan Jiuyou, if you're really a man, show me your divine weapon, otherwise all of you Blazing Flame people are cowards!"

Faced with the other party's provocation, Zhan Jiuyou smiled slightly, and there was even a hint of pity in his eyes.

Seeing the other party so calm, the Martial Emperor who had been arrogant and eloquent just moments before suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, and an ominous premonition lingered in his mind.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you..."

After speaking, Zhan Jiuyou lightly twisted his wrist, and in an instant, a long sword gleaming with cold light appeared out of thin air and was held in his palm.

As soon as this longsword appeared, an indescribable pressure emanated from its blade, like a flash flood or a raging torrent. Some people with low cultivation levels were so overwhelmed by this pressure that they almost knelt down, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

A chorus of exclamations rose and fell from the crowd, with one person shouting incredulously, "My God! Blazing Flame actually has a divine artifact! This is even more extravagant than Gale's!"

The other person, looking puzzled and full of curiosity, pressed on, "Is this really a divine artifact? Which divine artifact is it?"

At this moment, the old man with white hair and beard stroked his white beard and slowly said, "This is the sword of one of the Ten Great Divine Generals, the God of War in Green Robes—the Frost Soul Sword."

"Impossible! You're lying! Your magical artifact must be a fake!"

The emperor's voice trembled noticeably; he was unwilling to accept the reality before him and tried to use words to preserve his crumbling self-esteem.

Zhan Jiuyou smiled calmly, "Whether it's true or false, a battle between us will make it clear."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and concentrated. In a moment, a powerful force surged out of his body, like a river bursting its banks, and poured uncontrollably into the long sword in his hand.

The longsword seemed to come alive, instantly bursting forth with an extremely dazzling light, like a magnificent aurora, mesmerizing and captivating all who beheld it.

Opposite him, the Martial Emperor, wielding a long spear, had a solemn expression. He murmured something, moved back slightly, and then transformed into a black shadow, rushing towards Zhan Jiuyou at lightning speed.

Zhan Jiuyou reacted swiftly, accelerating to meet the attack almost simultaneously. His longsword slashed through the air, leaving a dazzling silver trail, and collided fiercely with the Martial Emperor's spear in mid-air, producing a series of clanging sounds.

Zhan Jiuyou's wrist flicked nimbly, and the silver light on the longsword, like a snake emerging from its hole, snaked upwards along the spear. In an instant, the light transformed into fine cracks that quickly spread across the surface of the spear.

"what--"

Emperor Wu let out a cry of surprise, his body involuntarily leaning back, trying to widen the distance between himself and Zhan Jiuyou. However, Zhan Jiuyou's figure was already following closely, appearing in front of him almost instantly, his long sword carrying unparalleled sharpness, aiming straight for Emperor Wu's vital chest.

In the critical moment, the Empress, with her astonishing reflexes, used her spear to block the fatal blow.

"Bang, bang!"

With a crisp sound of metal breaking, the spear, before everyone's eyes, broke apart piece by piece, starting from the tip, and finally scattered on the ground.

The Martial Emperor, having lost his weapon, nearly collapsed to his knees, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His face was as pale as paper, clearly indicating that he was no longer able to fight.

Zhan Jiuyou remained calm and composed, a faint smile on his lips, his body completely unharmed, as if everything that had just happened was nothing more than a casual rehearsal.

"Between the second round, Blaze wins!" The referee's voice pierced through the noise and resounded throughout the arena, where thunderous cheers erupted.

"Were both wins by a split second?"

On the high platform, Bei Chen Haoyu murmured to himself, his gaze piercing through the crowd, seemingly savoring the unexpected victories in the two recent matches.

Upon hearing this, Feng Shengxie's lips curled into a faint yet mysterious smile. While he was somewhat moved by the unexpected results of the first two matches, deep down he was looking forward to the third match. As he expected, it should be Leng Aotian's turn to take the stage.

As Zhan Jiuyou stepped down from the arena, his gaze immediately fell upon Lu Lingxi Yao, a look filled with respect and trust.

Lu Lingxi nodded slightly, giving Zhan Jiuyou a satisfactory response, which made Zhan Jiuyou feel admiration. Since she joined the Blazing Flame, she has not only won everyone's respect with her outstanding talent and extraordinary wisdom, but has also become the spiritual pillar of the Blazing Flame in an invisible way. In Zhan Jiuyou's heart, it is no exaggeration to say that she is the true leader of the Blazing Flame.