Chapter 545: Chapter 544: Victory, Jinyang, Jinpeng_1
 

“Jinyang, Jinpeng, both of you, go on together.”

Outside the arena, Lin Jinyu’s eyebrows were tightly knitted, his nerves tense again, and a sense of unease rose inexplicably.

His little sister was stronger than anyone had imagined.

The powerful sword intent could no longer be described by a mere notch above the rest.

“Alright, Seventh Brother, let’s go together.”

Lin Jinyang had no objection to his big brother’s decision, cracking his knuckles and eager to show off his skills.

“Okay.”

His sister’s excellent martial arts skills also stimulated Lin Jinpeng’s competitive spirit as a boy.

Both brothers shared the same goal: after their elder brothers’ defeat, they wanted to save some face for the Lin Clan with their own strength.

Lin Jinyang wielded a spear and Lin Jinpeng a sword. The brothers had practiced martial arts together since childhood, and their tacit cooperation was reflected in their balanced combination of length and shortness.

“Two big brothers, be careful.”

Lin Qingluo was calm and composed, unfazed by her younger brothers’ pincer attack.

Her slender and agile figure floated like the wind, swiftly rotating the bamboo flute in her fingers and accurately shooting out two sharp sword energies.

One brother rushed forward with a sword, while the other swept across with a spear. They were secretly delighted with their seamless cooperation but situations changed in an instant.

Both were hit by the sharp sword energy at their acupoints, unable to move from their spots.

“Uh.”

“Awkward!”

Both brothers could only roll their eyes, looking at the stunned onlookers in and outside the arena, with cold sweat dripping from the back of their heads.

“Hehe, hahaha.”

After the extreme shock, deafening laughter erupted inside and outside the martial arts arena.

Everyone was laughing, even the Old Master was so happy that his beard curled up.

Duchess of Zhen nearly choked with laughter, rubbing her ribs under her arm and wincing in pain.

Duke of Zhen didn’t mind her, grinning widely and slapping his thigh in laughter.

Second Aunt Lin also laughed heartily, showing no sympathy for her own son who had been defeated.

“I’m sorry, two big brothers.”

Lin Qingluo flicked her jade finger, shooting out two more sword energies, releasing the two brothers’ acupoints.

“Thump, thump.”

The two young brothers’ blood circulation was not smooth. When the acupoints were suddenly unblocked, their legs went weak, and they both fell to the ground at the same time.

“Hahaha.”

At this moment, the laughter grew louder, everyone clutching their stomachs, while a maidservant laughed so hard she nearly choked and squatted on the ground.

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“Qingluo, it’s big brother’s turn.”

Lin Jinyu, dressed in black, with his hair fluttering, strode into the arena empty-handed.

“Big brother, make your move.”

Lin Qingluo was radiant and full of fighting spirit: “Qingluo has long wanted to compete with big brother in martial arts.”

“Come on, be careful.”

Lin Jinyu smiled, motioned gracefully, and closed in with a sharp attack.

“Come on!”

Lin Qingluo was calm as she quickly put the bamboo flute into the Storage Ring and bravely faced her brother’s challenge.

Lin Jinyu’s moves were clearly different from those of his younger brothers, more skillful and free.

Both siblings were keen to test each other’s strength, moving faster with each attack.

Two agile figures in black and green crisscrossed, flipped, and chased each other at incredible speeds. Their movements were so fast that they left only discernable afterimages in the center of the arena.

In an instant, a hundred moves had passed.

“Good!”

Loud applause rang out from the martial arts arena from time to time, with Wang Meng among them, his eyes shining with excitement and his heart racing.

“Jinyu and Qingluo, as the direct descendants of the Lin Clan, are indeed the hope of Duke Zhen’s lineage. It is a great fortune!”