The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl

Chapter 1205 - 1199: The Best Draw

Xin Lin’s palm seemed soft and light, yet it was precisely delivered.

She struck several times, each time half a beat faster than Lin Lan’s punches.

The palm strikes landed precisely at Lin Lan’s vital spots.

Lin Lan was both surprised and panicked, losing her composure, feeling that Xin Lin’s palm strikes were followed by continuous cracking sounds.

Her joints in various places were effortlessly dismantled by Xin Lin.

After several rounds, many joints in her upper body were dislocated, making it impossible to exert force.

Left with no other option, she had to admit defeat.

"Jingfeng Palm."

Nolan Zhuyun raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself.

It’s an Eighth-Stream Martial Arts, considered to have decent power.

Judging by Xin Lin’s technique, she seems to have mastered it well.

A Spirit Master who could master the Jingfeng Palm to such an extent.

"Xin Lin, it seems I underestimated you," Lin Lan said, smiling bitterly.

"Acknowledged," Xin Lin clasped her hands.

Everyone believed she was idle and neglecting her cultivation.

In reality, she not only earned Heaven-defying Value through free medical consultations but also learned a lot about the human skeleton and tendons during them.

With the aid of Fu Xi’s Energy, she had gained a clear understanding of the two hundred plus human bones and the True Qi flow within many students.

This allowed her to turn the tables during confrontations, gaining the upper hand.

Old student Lin Lan was defeated so quickly.

The students who were waiting for Xin Lin to make a fool of herself were all dumbfounded.

"Five rounds?"

Chang Yan’s face was gloomy.

She had lost.

"That hand technique is good, though it’s just an Eighth-Stream hand technique, her movement technique is good. Combined, it’s agile and light, allowing her to gain the upper hand in confrontation."

Mo Wu analyzed.

"I don’t think it’s much; an Eighth-Stream hand technique, at a glance, they seem familiar. Maybe they colluded. Too bad I didn’t get to face her, or I would have made her lose in five rounds."

Chang Yan spoke with bitterness.

She remembered that last time she went to Xin Lin for treatment, Lin Lan was also there.

"Chang Yan, you’re just too arrogant," Mo Wu shook his head.

"Xin Lin wins, next group, number seventeen."

Nolan Zhuyun looked complexed, glanced at Xin Lin, the practical combat lessons continued.

But soon everyone forgot about the earlier battle between Xin Lin and Lin Lan.

After all, they only went for five rounds, and Xin Lin’s Jingfeng Palm wasn’t an extraordinary Cultivation Technique.

The upcoming academy matches were much more exciting.

The students from First and Second-class academies took turns competing.

Zuo Mingshang and Huang Xuerou, Lu Yuan also had outstanding duels, Lu Yuan even defeated a student from a Second-class Academy. It seemed that their previous matches with Combat Lobsters yielded excellent results.

After one round, only forty-six people were left in the Cultivation Field.

"This round still involves drawing lots."

Master Mu put twenty-three black and red numbered balls respectively.

Winners of the first round stepped forward to draw their lots.

This time, Xin Lin drew "seven".

"Xin Lin, I’m paired with you. Oh, oh."

Huang Xuerou shouted upon seeing Xin Lin’s ball.

"Don’t worry, I’ll settle it quickly."

Xin Lin smiled.

"I might as well surrender directly; I’m not even as good as Lin Lan."

Huang Xuerou muttered.

Once everyone else’s draw results were out.

Chang Yan and Mo Wu ended up facing each other.

The two female students from Flying Scorpion Women’s College also drew together.

It seems today, Xin Lin’s luck was great, she drew all excellent draws.