The Evil Emperor's Medical Concubine is ruthless

Chapter 303

If the chain is dropped at a critical moment, the man is reliable, and the sow will climb the tree.

Xin Lin gritted her teeth angrily.

(Wow, look over here, Ma Ma)
Inside the spirit sealing talisman, the domineering side reveals the invincible golden egg, jumping up and down, just hoping to get a numb glance from Xin Lin.

"Let you out, I'm really going to be roasted on the fire."

Xin Lin was angry.

I don't know if the overlord's egg is a monster or a monster. Once it appears, it may add fuel to the fire and make things even more chaotic.

"Xin Lin, why are you dawdling, the competition has begun."

Taishi Jin was beside him, urging him.

In the blink of an eye, the rest time has passed.

"Baby... daughter... fight."

Idiot Chu sat beside Emperor Longteng, smiling like a nympho.

Xin Lin walked onto the ring slowly.

The arena was badly damaged earlier and has been repaired. Zhang Zhiqing stood upright with her head held high, looking at Xin Lin with disdain.

"I didn't expect that my final opponent would be you. Compared with Murong Ziyue, you are far behind."

Zhang Zhiqing had paid attention to Xin Lin a long time ago.

A country girl who has had shit luck since the essay test.

Unexpectedly, she went all the way to the palace test and became Chu Beiqing's daughter.

Some people are born lucky.

However, in the face of absolute strength, luck does not work.

"I'm not as good as Ziyue, but I'm a little bit better than you. How can I put it this way, I'm also super qualified."

Xin Lin was smiling, not annoyed at all.

"You! I want to see how capable you are with your super qualification!"

Zhang Zhiqing's eyes almost burst into flames.

In her body, true energy moved slowly.

Xin Lin only felt an undercurrent of murderous aura surging around the arena.

That murderous aura made people feel like they were bathing in an ice cellar.

Xin Lin only felt that his hands and feet moved a lot slower all of a sudden.

Zhang Zhiqing's delicate body moved, her body was galloping like the wind, and she swept out with one leg.

The powerful zhenqi of the eighth level of Xuanwu, like the roar of a tiger, rushes toward his face.

Xin Lin felt her whole body tense, and she punched him without hesitation.

Wherever the leg wind went, Xin Lin's right hand went numb, and he stepped back a few steps.

Basaltic practitioners are eightfold, so strong and fierce.

Xin Lin was slightly moved, no wonder Murong Ziyue was so difficult to deal with this person.

What Tsundere Corpse said was right, she was no match for the other party just by fighting her true energy.

Her Fuxi aura has only just broken through as a martial artist, it's not even a little bit different from Zhang Zhiqing.

"It seems that Young Master Jin is right, and the Longteng Monument sometimes makes mistakes. You are not a high-level spiritualist at all."

Zhang Zhiqing looked at Xin Lin, and really couldn't understand how Jin Shao was defeated by such a trash.

Even a junior spiritual master like the Seventh Prince knows several spiritual arts.

But Xin Lin, as a high-level spiritualist, can only dodge when facing the enemy, and use simple martial arts, which is too unimaginable.

"What's going on? Why didn't Xin Lin fight back?"

"Isn't she a high-level spiritualist? Why can't she even know a little spiritual art?"

Under the arena, the candidates and ministers who watched the battle were all talking about it.

Master Jin snorted coldly.

"What kind of spiritual master is she? Ever since she came to power, she has practiced the lowest ghost escape technique. She has never demonstrated a single spiritual technique. In my opinion, she is just bluffing. All of us have been deceived."

Grand Master Jin saw it clearly.

There is not even a trace of aura fluctuations in the entire arena, she is absolutely impossible to be the best healer!

(End of this chapter)