The Evil Emperor's Medical Concubine is ruthless

Chapter 274 Deserved
"Little ghost, if you want to blame, blame you for not reincarnating well. Let's see how I will deal with you later."

When Jin Chen saw the order of the duel, he glared at Xiao Xinzhuo with malicious intent.

Deal with the lower ones, and then deal with the big ones.

Be it Xin Lin or Murong Ziyue, neither of them could escape today.

Jin Chen looked confident.

Without fear, little Xin Zhuo glared back at him.

"A Zhuo, be careful, Jin Chen likes to come to Yin. If he loses, he will immediately admit defeat. Keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood."

Xin Lin was a little worried and warned.

Azhuo is a junior spiritual master, and Jin Chen's true strength is the third level of Xuanwu practitioners. If they really want to fight, it is still unknown who is stronger and who is weaker.

Xin Lin was not worried about A Zhuo's strength, but worried that Jin Chen would use some indiscriminate means like last time.

"Sister, don't worry, I will definitely not embarrass you and mother."

Little Xin Zhuo waved his small fist, looking eager to fight.

"It's Ziyue's turn."

While the siblings were talking, the first group of players had already entered the stage, and it was Murong Ziyue and Cheng Xingwu.

Xin Lin recognized these two people.

Cheng Xingwu is a candidate for the [-]nd level of Xuanwu. He is of ordinary background and has no background. It is not easy to be able to go all the way to the palace examination.

So today, even if the opponent is Murong Ziyue, he has put in all his strength and has no intention of shrinking back.

Both sides made a gesture of invitation.

Facing Murong Ziyue, Cheng Xingwu didn't dare to be careless, as soon as he entered the stage, he let out a low shout, and saw his bones creaking, and all the energy in his body was poured into his fists.

On his fist, the skin changed and turned copper red.

"Bronze Hammer Fist", a basic introductory exercise, can make people's fists instantly feel like cast copper, extremely tough.

It's the same as Xin Lin's Ghost and God Fist, it's a boxing technique, so Xin Lin couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Cheng Xingwu took a step forward, raining punches poured in one after another, instantly surrounded Murong Ziyue completely.

"Cheng Xingwu's boxing method is very proficient, it seems difficult to deal with it."

Beside Xin Lin, several other candidates were discussing.

Xin Lin stared at the two on the ring without blinking his eyes.

"It's too bad, this boxing technique is full of flaws."

Cheng Xingwu's set of punches was considered good in the eyes of other examinees, the punches were crisp and neat, and captured many of Murong Ziyue's vital points.

But in Xin Lin's eyes, it was completely different.

In Xin Lin's eyes, Cheng Xingwu's movements were extremely slow, as if they were slow-moved twice as fast as in the movie. According to Aojiaoshi's statement, his boxing techniques exposed countless flaws.

"Hey, why did I think of Tsundere Corpse?"

Xin Lin pouted.

This kind of boxing is not Murong Ziyue's opponent at all.

"The body skills are acceptable, but the boxing skills are too bad."

"Your Majesty, did you remember that year, when you first practiced boxing?"

"Speaking of back then, I was too stupid, my civil and military skills were not as good as Beiqin's, and I was about the same age as them at that time. It's a pity, now Beiqin..."

Emperor Longteng and Queen Phoenix on the dragon chair said with emotion.

Empress Feng smiled and said Yan Yan, but the corners of her eyes kept falling on little Xin Zhuo.

For some reason, from the eyes of that child just now, Queen Feng seemed to see the old general who was the teacher back then.

Could it be that the child is a bitch from the teacher's family?
Empress Feng's beautiful eyes were deep, and she looked at Zhang Zhiqing on the field, who quickly met Empress Feng's glance, and nodded secretly.

(End of this chapter)