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It had been quite a few days since he obtained the inner pellet of a Mask Hunting Beast, but today was the day when Lin Long refined the medicine to assist him in his training. The reason why he took so long was not because he was unfamiliar with the medicine, but because he had spent so much time cultivating the inner pellet of a Mask Hunting Beast.

Thus, it was only today that Lin Long was able to refine this kind of medicine.

The medicine was now in the glass bottle in front of him, a yellow powder.

"Xiao Die, I want to train in seclusion for a day. During this time, no one is allowed to disturb me, okay?" After instructing Xiao Die, Lin Long then entered his own room and closed the door.

"Understood, Young Master." The clear voice of the butterfly came from behind.

In the room, Lin Long first poured out a third of the medicinal powder in the glass bottle, and then placed it into the teacup that originally had water inside.

Immediately after that, he sat on his bed with his legs crossed.

Very quickly, a trace of warmth was born in his stomach. As time passed, this feeling became more and more intense. In the end, he even felt as if his abdomen was on fire.

Lin Long knew that this was the effect of taking medicine, so he was not worried.

When that feeling reached its strongest point, Lin Long started to mutter to himself. His hands also started to draw out a strange handprint unceasingly, and at the same time, he circulated the telepathic thoughts in his mind.

If Lin Long's spiritual will could reach the level before his rebirth, he would definitely be able to see that at this time, the thread of his spiritual will actually started to solidify into a line.

This line seemed to draw something in Lin Long's incomparably broad mind.

As time passed, the thing that was drawn out turned out to be a handprint that Lin Long was constantly drawing outside.

This process was not as easy as it was now. Every time he drew a line, Lin Long's entire body would violently tremble for a moment, and he felt as if countless ants were gnawing at his body.

If it was an ordinary person, they would not have been able to continue, but who was Lin Long, the former Martial Emperor. In his previous life, he had suffered so much before finally becoming a Martial Emperor, so what did this little bit of pain count for?

Thus, Lin Long simply continued on without saying a word.

Lin Long's clothes were constantly being drenched by his cold sweat. In this entire process, he had never once done his clothes before.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Lin Long drew a strange handprint in his mind. Although his spiritual will could not reach the level of Internal Inspection, he could still clearly feel the picture in his mind.

When the pattern was completely formed, it slowly moved and finally stopped at Lin Long's arm.

At this time, Lin Long was completely relieved, because this meant that he could now activate the secret technique imprinted in his body.

Speaking of which, ordinary people would not have been able to construct such a secret art so easily. The reason why Lin Long was able to inscribe the seal so easily was entirely because he had a powerful divine will and was a former Martial Emperor.

His strong spiritual will and abundant experience and knowledge allowed him to completely ignore this difficulty.

This kind of secret technique was used to stimulate one's body's potential at the critical moment, so it was normal for them to feel uncomfortable during the process of imprinting. However, this was still a minor matter, and the side effects from casting the secret technique were many times more intense than the pain they were experiencing now.

This kind of secret technique was not only useless for normal cultivation, but it would also have extremely strong side effects to the human body. Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, Lin Long would not use this technique.

When the secret technique was finished, Lin Long who had an incomparably weak body directly fell on the bed.

Only when his body s functions returned to normal did he sit up from the bed, slightly lowering his head and looking at the unclear mark on his arm, Lin Long nodded his head in satisfaction.

It could be said that even if he met Zhou Mingzhi now, he would be in an invincible position.

The next day, the square's stage area was already packed with people. The entire stage was surrounded by people, and even many of the surrounding rooftops and trees had climbed up.

Aside from the young men and women who were interested in joining in on the fun, there were also their seniors. In addition, quite a number of important figures from various families had also appeared in front of the stage.

It could be said that the battle between Lin Long and Zhou Mingzhi had attracted the attention of the entire Chuxi Town.

Zhou Mingzhi was a punctual person. He had already appeared on stage before the right time.

Zhou Mingzhi was only around twenty years of age, but he looked rough and rugged, giving him an incomparably mighty look. Standing on the stage, he looked like a hero who had just returned from a triumphant return from the battlefield.

Looking at him, the youths below the stage all had looks of admiration on their faces. As for the girls, their eyes shined even brighter as they looked at him. Some of them even wanted to take him in.

"Indeed, a tiger father doesn't have a dog son."

"With his momentum, there's no need to compete anymore."

The audience was naturally full of praise.

As they were discussing, they soon noticed one problem. The other protagonist hadn't shown up yet and it seemed like it was already past the time limit.

"Could this Lin Long be afraid?"

"I'm afraid it's normal. It's not normal to be afraid."

"In my opinion, he had already escaped or hid somewhere. I'm afraid we won't be able to find him in the Chuxi Town now."

Amidst these countless contemptuous voices, an opening suddenly appeared in the crowd at the outer ring of the stage.

A person who had recently become the topic of conversation for Chuxi Town appeared in their field of vision. Naturally, this person was Lin Long.

The arrogant aura he exuded silenced those who had been slandering him.

Lin Long walked forward with large strides, his line of sight did not stop at the crowd. When he arrived at the bottom of the stage, he took a deep breath, then directly jumped up lightly and landed firmly in front of Zhou Mingzhi.

"As expected of a young hero." After looking at Lin Long for a while, Zhou Mingzhi said.

He could feel the arrogance on Lin Long's body, but Lin Long basically did not belong to the category of person who acted tough, but was weak inside.

Of course, the fact that Jian Lan and the rest would plead on Lin Long's behalf also helped Zhou Mingzhi feel slightly better.

"Young Master Zhou is indeed a dragon amongst men." Lin Long faintly smiled.

The Zhou Mingzhi in front of him was countless times stronger than someone like Fang Zheng, so Lin Long naturally did not underestimate him.