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The fire spirit in this Qi Fighting Stone is not the fire spirit from heaven and earth that Xin Lin gathers every day, but from the Overlord Egg.

Xin Lin only felt that a warm current rushed through his body, as if he had drunk a big bowl of hot soup in winter, and his limbs were full of fire spirits.

Her eyes moved, but she saw that her fists shook, and wherever her fists touched, a fiery red aura filled her left and right, and the surrounding air was full of scorching aura.

This is?

Xin Lin's eyes were deep, and something flashed in his brain like a calcium carbide fire.

She thought about it for a moment and quickly found the puppet doll from the room.

A part of Fuxi's qi was injected into the puppet doll, and the puppet doll quickly grew in size as if it had been injected with qi.

This puppet doll was thrown to Xin Lin by Ghost Hu, and Xin Lin's Ghost God Fist Second Style was learned from the puppet doll.

However, except for the second form of the Ghost God Fist, the puppet doll did not teach Xin Lin other boxing techniques.

Xin Lin used the puppet doll today, also to see how much difference his ghost fist second style was from the little ghost hu.

After a while, the puppet became a little Zhengtai ghost with distinct facial features and a height about the same height as Xin Lin.

Although he had practiced with puppet dolls a few times earlier, when he saw such a realistic Xiao Zhengtai's ghost, Xin Lin still couldn't help but itch his hands, and he wanted to pinch Xiao Zhengtai's face when he reached out.

As soon as he raised his hand, Xiao Zhengtai's blue eyes changed, his hand was raised, and a punch was thrown out.

"Wow!"

Xin Lin took a step back, just dodging a punch, and before she could stand firm, the second punch of the little ghost had already swung towards her face.

"I'll go! You're going to fight! Didn't I just pinch your face, as for it! ”

Xin Lin jumped to the feet.

It's a pity that the puppet is not the ghost himself, so he doesn't pay attention to what she mutters.

Punch after punch, like surging water, without slackening.

"Tsundere corpse, let him stop!"

Xin Lin dodged and jumped to his feet.

Inside the No. 1 Soul Sealing Talisman, Ghost Hu completely ignored Xin Lin's words.

The little hen's ghost fist is already very proficient.

It's just that the Ghost God Fist is not enough to rely on proficiency.

The real ghost and god circle can only be improved by constantly using it and constantly fighting the enemy.

Xin Lin has only mastered the second form of the Ghost God Fist now, and the power is less than fifty percent.

In tomorrow's entrance exam, if she really faces Sikong Ran, if she wants to be undefeated, she must at least reach ninety-nine percent of the power.

In one night, from fifty to nine, probably?

Oni Hu couldn't help but shake his head, feeling impossible.

Xiao Zhengtai threw a fist, and with a bang, it hit Xin Lin's shoulder, and Xin Lin only felt a heart-piercing pain in his shoulder.

"Tsundere, you're playing for real! Then don't blame me for being rude! ”

Xin Lin hissed coldly, and his black eyes were covered with clouds.

At the same time, she gathered the fire spirit and the Fuxi qi in her body.

On the small fists, a fire spirit permeated.

Xin Lin stepped under his feet and rushed forward.

A punch swung towards the small version of the ghost, Xiao Zhengtai's body was very fast, and before Xin Lin's fist touched him, he was like a loach, passing by.

So fast!

Xin Lin gritted his teeth and chased after the little ghost.

The clock is ticking.

In the process of chasing, Xin Lin's body style continued to accelerate.

only heard a bang, and Xin Lin hit the little ghost with a punch.

A burst of fire spread out, and the amazing fist power shook the little ghost Hu and took a big step back.

Almost at the same time, inside the spirit sealing talisman, a strange color flashed on the cold face of the ghost.

Xin Lin was also stunned when he looked at himself, and looked at his fist.

The power of this punch?