novelraw Chapter 283 - 282: Math Isn’t Taught by the Gym Teacher
Chapter 283 - 282: Math Isn’t Taught by the Gym Teacher
On the arena, Jin Chen’s body was viciously flung to the side, sprawling like a dog, a terribly unsightly sight.
He was stunned.
Not only Jin Chen, but everyone below the arena was also staring with widened eyes.
Jin Chen propped himself up with both hands, trying to rise.
But just as he was getting up, Xin Lin threw another punch.
Likewise, with no technique to speak of, what seemed like a casual punch, this time Jin Chen felt the force of his opponent’s fist wind.
That seemingly frail punch, in mid-air, actually produced a terrifying howl, like a fierce wind and huge wave rushing towards him.
Jin Chen was punched to the edge of the arena, and beneath him, the solid bluestone arena shattered into pieces.
After a bout of violent coughing, Jin Chen’s mouth was filled with a mix of broken teeth and fresh blood.
"Jin Chen, come on, fight back!"
Grandmaster Jin snapped out of his shock.
His son, had been beaten up by a little girl!
Yet at this moment, Jin Chen was like a deer in headlights, completely unable to retaliate.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to fight back, but no matter how he tried, his opponent’s punches were always one step faster.
The third punch, the fourth punch, each time, his opponent’s punches were just that little bit faster.
From the center of the arena to its edge, Jin Chen was like a child being beaten up by a taller and stronger "adult" without the ability to fight back.
Grandmaster Jin was so furious his beard bristled and his eyes bulged, his hands under his sleeves clenched and relaxed repeatedly.
It was done on purpose, absolutely on purpose!
She didn’t use any Spirit Art, only her fists, and she used only her right hand to brutally beat Jin Chen until he was looking for teeth all over the ground.
This was humiliation, a stark humiliation.
In one breath, Xin Lin threw fifteen punches at Jin Chen.
Jin Chen, once neatly dressed, now had a face swollen like a pig’s head, his body was covered in bruises, with hardly a spot left unscathed.
"I... I... conced..."
Jin Chen had been beaten to the point he couldn’t tell north from south, and he had only one thought – to flee, to quickly escape from the arena.
Otherwise, Xin Lin would kill him!
Boom— Another solid punch landed.
Jin Chen’s jaw was directly shattered.
At this point, even wanting to admit defeat was no longer possible.
"Young Master Jin, there are still fourteen punches to go, why the hurry? I said thirty punches and I meant thirty punches, my math wasn’t taught by a physical education teacher."
Xin Lin’s voice sounded cold and frightening by Jin Chen’s ear.
A devil, she must be a devil.
In Jin Chen’s eyes, only terror remained, and he looked at his father pleadingly.
"Stop it! He admits defeat!"
Grandmaster Jin roared angrily.
The opponent had not used any Spirit Art, so he could not intervene directly, but each of Xin Lin’s punches felt as though they were hitting Grandmaster Jin’s own face, acutely painful.
"Leaving the arena or admitting defeat in person counts as a loss, Grandmaster Jin, you can’t represent Young Master Jin. Besides, the Emperor hasn’t ordered a stop, what right do you have to call for one?"
Murong Ziyue coldly spoke from the side.
Grandmaster Jin snorted coldly, but the moment he stepped down, the entire arena shook violently, and Xin Lin’s expression changed as she looked towards Grandmaster Jin.
This damn old codger, finally unable to restrain himself, wanted to take action.
(Mommy, this person is really fierce)
Inside the Sealing Spirit Talisman, the Overlord Egg was restlessly jumping up and down.
"Your Majesty, this..."
Zuo Zong looked somewhat dissatisfied and turned towards Grandmaster Jin.
"This Xin Lin is indeed a bit too arrogant, and her actions are really not quite right."
Empress Feng spoke softly from the side.
Emperor Longteng frowned, his gaze fell on Xin Lin, and just as he was about to open his mouth to stop the fight.