Accidentally dressed as an empress

Chapter 156 Emerging

The battle flags in the Xiling military camp fluttered in the wind, and dust rose up on the arena.

Lin Zichen walked onto the arena with a resolute stride. Her eyes were determined, her bearing was majestic, and she exuded the iron-blooded aura of a veteran, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.

Su Qing stood on the stage. She was tall and slender, and was still catching her breath.

Seeing Lin Zichen coming on stage, Su Qing's face was serious. He bowed to her and saluted to show his respect. Su Qing said respectfully: "I am Su Qing, a lieutenant of the infantry battalion. General Lin, it is my honor to be able to spar with you today."

This gift is a sign of respect from the subordinate to the superior.

Lin Zichen nodded slightly. He smiled in response, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. "You are already the champion of this competition. When competing with this general, there is no need to be formal. Just give it your all."

She glanced around and found various weapons placed beside the table.

Lin Zichen's gaze swept across the weapon rack and finally fell on a special long sword, the blade flashing coldly in the sunlight.

Lin Zichen picked up the long sword casually. The sword was shaped like a spear, but it was more slender and elegant than an ordinary spear. The sharp tip of the blade was curved into the shape of a crescent moon.

This knife is forged entirely from fine iron, a fine texture that feels heavy and solid. Its back is thick enough to withstand fierce blows, while its blade, thin as a cicada's wing, can easily cut through tough armor. The blade is engraved with intricate patterns, making it both beautiful and practical.

Lin Zichen gripped the hilt tightly, feeling the coolness of the blade. She swung it gently a few times, and the blade drew several smooth arcs in the air, making a low, wind-breaking sound.

Lin Zichen's eyes showed satisfaction and admiration, and he said to Su Qing: "You also go and pick a spear, and this general will not take advantage of you."

Su Qing heard this, and a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes. General Lin's move was to give him a fair chance to compete.

So, Su Qing also walked steadily to the weapons rack. His eyes swept over the dazzling array of weapons one by one, and finally stopped on a spear.

The spear's handle was made of wenge wood, a hard, delicate wood. The tip was forged from fine steel, gleaming with a cold, exceptionally sharp edge, a weapon clearly meticulously polished.

Su Qing reached out and picked up the spear, feeling its weight and balance. He gently waved it a few times, and the spear drew several beautiful arcs in the air, as if it had merged with his body, and the tip of the spear flashed with a cold light.

The two men stood facing each other, the atmosphere tense. The soldiers below the arena held their breath, anticipating this exciting duel.

The two were ready. On the fighting stage of Xiling Military Camp, Lin Zichen held a long sword, her eyes as sharp as an eagle, and her posture was upright, like an unshakable mountain.

Su Qing gripped the spear tightly, his eyes were firm and his body was agile, like a fierce dragon about to attack.

The referee on the fighting stage announced loudly: "The competition begins!"

Su Qing gripped her spear tightly and shouted, "General Lin, please accept my attack!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Qing took the lead in attacking. Her spear was like an angry dragon, heading straight for Lin Zichen's chest.

Lin Zichen was not in a hurry. He swayed his body and cleverly avoided the tip of Su Qing's gun. At the same time, the long sword in his hand swung out a cold light and slashed towards Su Qing's flank.

Su Qing quickly returned to defense, and his spear drew a beautiful arc in the air, blocking Lin Zichen's blade.

A hint of approval flashed in Lin Zichen's eyes. He didn't expect that there was such a powerful figure in the military camp. A small captain had such amazing marksmanship.

Su Qing's performance actually inspired Lin Zichen's fighting spirit. Lin Zichen's mouth curled up slightly, his steps became more flexible, and the long sword in his hand danced in the air like a dragon, constantly looking for Su Qing's flaws.

Facing Lin Zichen's offensive, Su Qing couldn't help but sigh inwardly. General Lin was a skilled warrior, and if she didn't give it her all, she would probably have a hard time winning. She held her breath, her spear raining down on Lin Zichen, attempting to win by sheer speed.

On the fighting stage, two figures crossed paths, the sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the arena, sparks flew everywhere. The two exchanged blows, pressing each other with each move.

The flashes of swords and guns were dazzling, and the audience in the stands were fascinated.

Seeing Su Qing's attack becoming increasingly fierce, Lin Zichen suddenly changed her tactics, switching her long sword from attack to defense, tightly protecting her vital parts. She took advantage of the moment when Su Qing's spear missed, crouched down, and quickly attacked Su Qing's lower body.

Su Qing realized Lin Zichen's intention and hurriedly put away her gun and retreated, but Lin Zichen's blade was already there, so she had to leap up and narrowly avoided the attack.

However, Lin Zichen had already calculated her movements, and his long sword drew an arc in the air, slashing towards Su Qing's landing point.

Su Qing was in mid-air, unable to dodge again. Seeing Lin Zichen's blade approaching, she gritted her teeth, quickly spun the spear in her hand, and gathered all her strength to meet Lin Zichen's blade.

With a ding, the metals collided again, sparks flying. Su Qing used the recoil force to tumble through the air, finally landing steadily on the other side of the arena.

Her hand holding the gun trembled slightly, and her respect for Lin Zichen grew even stronger.

Lin Zichen did not pursue the victory, but stood where he was and adjusted his breathing.

After a moment, Lin Zichen attacked Su Qing again, and suddenly changed his moves. His sword technique changed from hard to soft, and he used several moves in a row, both real and fake, making it difficult for Su Qing to grasp him.

Su Qing was not to be outdone. He swung his spear tightly, trying to find Lin Zichen's weakness.

Just when everyone thought that the competition would reach a stalemate, Lin Zichen suddenly displayed a unique skill. The long sword flashed like lightning and went straight for Su Qing's throat.

Seeing that he could not avoid it, Su Qing could only bite the bullet and use his spear to block. With a "click", Su Qing's spear shaft was cut off by Lin Zichen's blade, and the broken spear flew out of the arena.

The soldiers in the stands were silent, all of them impressed by Lin Zichen's swordsmanship.

Su Qing stood there empty-handed. Although she was defeated, her eyes were filled with fighting spirit. The Lin brothers and sisters were both very strong, but she was not strong enough.

Yunxiu looked at Su Qing and smiled.

Su Qing is the orphan of the Su family, and her talent is no less than Lin Zichen. She just needs to learn from Lin Zichen for a while.

After returning from his studies, Yunxiu planned to let Su Qing lead the troops independently.

Lin Zichen put away his knife and stood up, nodding to Su Qing.

The referee announced Lin Zichen as the winner, and the soldiers burst into thunderous applause.

Lin Zichen said, "I'm just trying to show off my skills. Is there anyone else here to challenge Captain Su?"

Everyone shook their heads, saying they couldn't win. Captain Su had been able to hold out for so long under General Lin. How could they, the ordinary soldiers, defeat him?

The referee announced: "The winner of this competition is Su Qing!"

The soldiers below the stage burst into thunderous applause and cheers again.

Lin Zichen walked over and patted Su Qing on the shoulder. "You've fought several rounds and are exhausted. Otherwise, I can only fight you to a draw."

Su Qing clasped his fists and said, "The general's martial arts are extraordinary. I am far behind him."

Lin Zichen smiled, held Su Qing's hand, and said, "From today on, you are my personal guard."

Lin Ziqi also squeezed forward, "Hey, sister, your name is Su Qing, can I call you Sister Su? Your swordsmanship is amazing, and your spearmanship is pretty good too."

Su Qing's eyes softened. She looked at Lin Ziqi's feigned grievance and scratched her head apologetically, her voice filled with concern: "No, are you okay? I might have been a little too harsh when fighting you."

Lin Ziqi frowned in pretending to be in pain. He pointed to his shoulder and said half-jokingly, "Sister Su's hand is too heavy. I need to rub it here." There was a hint of coquettishness in his tone, as if he had really suffered a great injustice.

As soon as she finished speaking, a hint of surprise flashed in Su Qing's eyes. She didn't expect Lin Ziqi to make such a request, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond.

Lin Zichen was also stunned. He didn't expect his brother to make such a request at this time. He couldn't help but feel both amused and helpless.

Yunxiu and Zhong Yi looked at each other and exchanged a knowing smile. The little boy's heart was moved.

Zhong Yi walked up, patted Lin Ziqi's shoulder with a smile, and said half jokingly and half seriously: "Okay, Ziqi, stop it."

As he spoke, Zhong Yi pulled Lin Ziqi away from Su Qing's side, freeing Su Qing from the predicament.

Lin Zichen smiled apologetically: "He is just like that, don't mind it."

Lin Zichen said to the guard beside him, "Lin San, go help Captain Su bring the things to the main tent. From now on, you two will be colleagues."

Su Qing nodded and walked away with Lin San.

Lin Zichen looked at Su Qing's back and thought to herself. Su Qing's swordsmanship was amazing, and her last name was Su, which made her think of some old friends.

Lin Zichen sighed slightly in his heart. His brother's vision was really accurate. Su Qing was indeed not an ordinary person.