Chapter 543: Chapter 542: Victory, Lin Jinlong_1
 

“Why?”

Lin Jinyun also didn’t understand and couldn’t wrap his head around it.

Lin Jinyu frowned: “The few of us brothers will take turns to fight, so there’s no need to deliberately drag it out and tire Qingluo.”

“Uh…”

The two brothers were embarrassed, with their ears blushing red.

Lin Jinyun scratched the back of his head and smiled bitterly: “Big brother, I’m sorry, I forgot about that.”

Lin Jinyu had a gentle temperament and didn’t care much: “When siblings are sparring, they stop at making a point. Qingluo must be thinking the same and won’t let you guys lose too badly.”

“Mm, we understand now.”

Lin Jinyun and Lin Jinlong nodded seriously, then pulled their two silly younger brothers over to remind them solemnly not to act recklessly and hurt their sister.

“Hehe, big brother, don’t worry, Jinyang understands and will not act recklessly.”

Lin Jinyang scratched his nose and grinned foolishly, nodding his head like pounding garlic, forgetting his previous grandiose words in an instant.

Ah?

What happened to hurting the enemy a thousand times and oneself eight hundred times?

How come it all changed in the blink of an eye?

Lin Jinpeng was even more dumbfounded, getting more confused the more he listened, and completely clueless about what to do.

“Brothers, let’s begin!”

Lin Qingluo used a bamboo stick as a sword, standing calmly in the arena, exuding an invisible aura of dominance that must not be underestimated.

“Jinlong, it’s your turn.”

Lin Jinyang patted his fifth brother’s shoulder firmly, giving him encouragement in his own way.

“Alright, I’ll go first.”

With a light shout, Lin Jinlong charged into the arena with a spear in hand.

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“The contest has begun!”

The young masters and mistresses sitting in the tent immediately opened their eyes wide, their hearts tightening.

Ye Xue’e nervously rubbed her handkerchief, her eyelids trembling, not daring to watch closely.

“No need to worry, Jinlong has no chance of winning against Qingluo.”

Lin Xiaoyang sat beside her and stretched out his right hand, holding hers.

The warm touch on the back of her hand made Ye Xue’e’s breathing pause, her ears turning red, instinctively wanting to pull her hand back.

Lin Xiaoyang used a bit more force, not allowing her to struggle free.

“My mother is here, let go quickly.”

Ye Xue’e was not used to being affectionate in front of so many people, her ears turning even redder.

The image of the Duchess of Zhen being a shrewish mother-in-law was deeply ingrained. Lin Xiaoyang glanced at his mother, sighed inwardly, and awkwardly let go of her hand.

With the warm touch gone, Ye Xue’e breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, a momentary sense of loss welled up, her eyes dimming for a moment.

“Well done!”

There suddenly came a unified cheer inside and outside the Martial Arts Arena. In the instant that the couple was talking privately, the two people in the arena had already won and lost.

Lin Qingluo used the bamboo as a sword, soaring into the air.

With a wave of her hand, a sharp sword aura, carrying an unstoppable force, struck towards the spear in Lin Jinlong’s hand, breaking the spear shaft into two with just one move.

Lin Jinlong hadn’t even had time to show off his spear skills, lost the initiative from the start, and had no choice but to surrender his spear and engage in hand-to-hand combat with his sister.

Lin Qingluo held the bamboo stick in her left hand, blocking Lin Jinlong’s attacks with one arm.

Her slender and soft body constantly spun and moved around, avoiding his fierce strikes, using force to counter force, and neutralizing his moves.

After twenty moves, she suddenly sped up, going from defense to offense, with each move faster than the last, forcing Lin Jinlong to retreat again and again.

At the thirtieth move, she used her agility to kick Lin Jinlong’s left leg, sending him out of the arena.

“Great!”

Thundering cheers resounded both inside and outside the Martial Arts Arena.

The attendants and guards who came to watch the contest had shining eyes, shouting loudly at the top of their lungs.