Reborn As A Dragon Girl With A System

Two more battles progressed, and it was finally Mei Ling's turn. "Little Ling, you can do it! Remember to hold back. If you have to, just use your fists."

"I will do my best…." Mei Ling pursed her lips. She waved at everyone as she began walking toward the stage. She could already see her opponent standing there waiting for her. She was a tall girl with a sword on her hip. She also had a look of determination in her eyes. Mei Ling hoped she would not give up as soon as the battle started. Otherwise, she wouldn't even have a chance to actually fight.

Mei Ling walked up onto the stage with her head lowered. When she stood on her side of the battle stage, the girl on the other side suddenly spoke up. "Don't think I will be like the others! Even if you did kill those other trash, that has nothing to do with me. I will win and proceed to the next round!"

Mei Ling raised her head and saw the girl's determined eyes, and smiled. "Then I will be in your care."

"Fighters, get ready! Start!" Old Wen yelled out as he quickly retreated off the stage. He did not dare stand on the same stage as the little demon girl. He witnessed the girl kill many disciples in a single sword slash, so he did not dare get anywhere near her when she was fighting.

Mei Ling did not draw her sword, and she charged forward. The girl furrowed her brow. She did not understand why Mei Ling did not draw her sword. Feeling as if Mei Ling was making fun of her, the girl yelled out: "Are you looking down at me!?"

The girl struck out with her sword, causing a beam of sword qi to race towards Mei ling. Currently, Mei Ling was running fast in the eyes of the disciples watching, but in truth, she was only trying to keep a certain speed so that she would not overdo it. She was told to hold back as much as possible, so Mei Ling was really trying her hardest.

As the sword beam reached Mei Ling, she instinctively used the back of her hand to whack it away, sending it flying towards the stage array barrier. The girl who was about to do a  follow up attack froze where she stood. She was having a hard time comprehending what had just happened. Her sword qi was brushed aside with bare fists?

"Impossible!" The girl yelled out. She did her best to calm herself while firing off a few more sword beams. But the same thing happened over and over again. The young girl in front of her easily used her fist to knock them away. Gritting her teeth, she charged forward. Since sword qi was not working, she could only hope that maybe she could strike the young girl down and win the match.

Mei Ling saw her opponent changing tactics and stopped her charge. She stood rooted in place and waited for the attack to come to her. Her Mama told her never to waste energy if you could help it. If the enemy is taking the initiative to attack, you sit still and wait for them to come to you.

And so that was what Mei Ling was doing. But her decision to stop actually made her opponent think that Mei Ling was actually scared and was stopping to try to defend herself. Whether she realized it or not, she had made a smart move by stopping her charge. Because now her enemy would be even more caught off guard.

The girl reached Mei Ling and swung her sword towards Mei Ling's side. Mei Ling easily sidestepped it and struck out with her fist. But the girl seemed to be ready for this as she quickly jumped back and struck out with her sword again.

But this time, things did not go as planned. Mei Ling did not dodge the sword this time and instead grabbed her opponent's blade with her bare hand and pulled hard. The girl felt a strong tug on her sword, and before she could even react, her sword had already been pulled from her grasp.

Mei Ling tossed the sword off stage and raised her fists. Causing the whole place to go silent. "Now we can fight…."

Mei Ling's soft voice was heard by everyone, thanks to how quiet it suddenly got. But not even a second later, a "Pfft!" was heard, followed by an uproar of laughter.

"Hahah! You tell her, Little Miss!"

"Little Miss is amazing! She doesn't want to seriously hurt anyone, so she is using her fists!"

"Go, Little Miss! Punch the girl in the face!'

"You can do it, Little Miss!"

The yells and jeers of the crowd filled the area. Mei Ling felt embarrassed and wished they would stop. She did not know why she was being called Little Miss!  Mei Ling's opponent stared at Mei Ling, unsure of what to do. She could only slowly raise her fist and get herself ready.

Up in the sect master stands, Kana smiled and nodded her head in approval. "Since you are worried about the sword, fighting you with your fists is best."

"She can't fight with the sword?" The sect master asked.

"It's not that she can't. It is just that she is afraid of hurting anyone. You saw what happened earlier. She is unable to control her strength. This was why so many died. If she uses a sword she can easily win the fight. But she is purposely dragging the fight out so she can learn to control her strength better." Kana explained.

"Ah right! Yes, I can see that now. This is actually not a bad way to gain control of her strength. A few rounds of fisticuffs and she could begin to control her mana better." The sect master nodded his head. He wondered if there was anything he could take from this fight as well.

"It is indeed and I am proud of her decisions just now."