"What is the identity of the dead grandmaster? You should have an answer in your mind."

Xin Shiping raised his hand and pressed down, signaling everyone to silence, and then continued: "The other living master is still staying in Bigang City. It is reasonable and reasonable. We should visit us. I wonder what you think?"

In an instant, all the discussion disappeared.

Although Xin Shiping said it implicitly, who is not a human being present? How could he not hear what he meant?

These big names in the martial arts world in Bigang City looked at each other and had different thoughts.

After a long time, a loud voice broke the silence: "I agree with Master Xin's idea. I finally had the opportunity to meet a great master of Danjin. We should naturally show our attitude and just fill the friendship of the landlords."

The speaker is fat and has a red face. It is the middle-aged man who once contradicted Xin Shiping in person and was called Master Li.

The real name of the owner of the Wing Tiger Martial Arts Hall, one of the top ten martial arts halls in Bigang City, is in his thirties and in his prime. He has the strong cultivation level of the peak of Danjin. His strength is enough to squeeze into the top three martial arts world in Bigang City, second only to Xin Shiping and Xu Dezhao.

Moreover, Li Tianxiong has another identity, that is, the president of the Bigang City Martial Arts Hall Federation. He has a high reputation among many martial arts halls and is enough to compete with Xin Shiping and Xu Dezhao.

Seeing that Li Tianxiong, who had always been incompatible with Xin Shiping, was the first to express his support, the other warriors could no longer remain silent, and nodded and agreed.

"Local Master Li, Master Xin is right. The Yanhuang Martial Arts Association is about to be held. If we act deaf and dumb now, can we still stand up and behave as a human being when facing colleagues in the martial arts industry across the country?" a rough voice shouted.

Another powerful voice sounded in the crowd: "The Grand Master Danjin is indeed high and has a respectable status, but at least we must make our position to him, blindly cover his ears and steal the bells, and be the ostrich with his head buried in the sand, which will surely become the laughing stock of the entire martial arts world!"

"Yes, that's right!"

"Master Xin, Master Xu, Master Li, please make arrangements. We are willing to obey the command."

It has to be said that the power of the group is powerful. So many warriors gathered together and soon suppressed their awe of the super strong.

Xin Shiping finally smiled on his serious face.

He looked at Xu Dezhao beside him, took a half step forward, and said loudly: "Okay, since you are willing to trust me, I will live up to your entrustion!"

Lotus area, in the villa.

Lin Chong looked in the mirror, took off the forehead bandage, and carefully checked the injury.

Under the bandage, the originally bloody wound had already scabbed, and a thin layer of muscle tissue covered the surface of the forehead bone. It was believed that it would be completely restored to the past in a short time.

At the same time, after a day and night of sufficient rest, Lin Chong's physical condition has also improved greatly. Although he is still far from his peak, he is at least no longer as half-dead as before.

It has to be said that the physique of the Grand Master Danjin is perverted. Even if he is seriously injured, as long as he has a breath, he can survive tenaciously like a weed.

Perhaps it is a bit disrespectful to compare the Grand Master of Danjin to wild grass, but this is the case.

Lin Chong twisted his numb and itchy neck, re-wrapped the bandage, picked up the super essence and blood potion placed on the washstand, unscrewed the bottle cap, and drank it all in one go.

This is a gift from Veronica. Even in the twelve palaces, super essence and blood potions are very precious items.

The twelve palaces divide special medicines into three categories: gene medicines, essence medicines and boiling blood medicines.

The function of genetic agents is to stimulate potential and exert tens of strength; the function of essence and blood agents is to maintain their peak and not be affected by negative states; the function of boiling blood agents is to overdraw life in exchange for destructive power far exceeding the limit.

An ordinary essence and blood potion worth more than 100,000 Yanhuang coins can allow a level A genetic engineer to maintain its peak state for three hours.

Within these three hours, no matter how much qi and blood are lost, they can be replenished immediately.

Super potion is a concentration of 100 common potions, which can only be taken by those with genes above the SS level. The total annual production volume is only fifty.

For low-level genetic engineers, super agents are not only useless, but are harmful, because once the medicine passes, the body will suffer irreversible damage.

The super essence and blood potion that was red and gold slid down Lin Chong's throat. After a few seconds, a hot stream of heat instantly spread throughout Lin Chong's body.

The main effect of the super essence and blood potion is not to heal injuries, but to replenish the lost qi and blood. For Lin Chong now, it is tantamount to the magic medicine.

Just as the dry earth finally ushered in spring rain, every cell in Lin Chong's body was cheering and desperately absorbing the energy contained in the super essence and blood potion.

Lin Chong closed his eyes slightly, silently circulating his internal breath, and seized the opportunity to regulate his injuries.

"Crack!"

Along with a series of bone explosions, a layer of jade-like luster appeared on Lin Chong's skin, and a hint of blood appeared on his pale cheeks.

"Three super essence and blood potions can probably reduce my recovery time by half."

Lin Chong opened his eyes, his expression did not change at all. While rinsing his mouth, he thought to himself: "The Yanhuang Martial Arts Association will be in half a month. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be able to recover at least 70% of his strength by then."

He washed his face with cold water and dressed downstairs.

Aunt Meng had already gotten up at some point and was standing in the open space in front of the villa and looking up, enjoying the magnificent view of the sunrise in the distance.

Lin Chong walked to Aunt Meng and stood side by side with her.

“A lot of things seemed to have happened last night?”

Aunt Meng looked ahead and said in a slightly teasing tone: "Brother Lin, what did you say to A Miao that made her toss and turns and unable to sleep?"

"You'd better ask her myself." Lin Chong said lightly.

"It seems that Brother Lin has made a decision."

Aunt Meng's eyes flashed, and she turned her head to stare at Lin Chong's clearly contoured side face: "It's a success in cultivating her mind, which is gratifying. I just hope you don't let those cute girls feel sad."

Lin Chong's face was calm, his hands were placed in his pockets, and listening to Aunt Meng's words, his expression was calm: "Actually, I have always wanted to ask, do you seem to pay special attention to my emotional life?"

"Of course, observing you is one of the few fun I have at the moment."

Aunt Meng replied lazily that the sacred and dignified maturity were perfectly unified in her, forming a unique temperament that was different from Su Miao and Guan Yuxin: "If I didn't find something interesting for myself, I'm afraid I would have been like those old antiques, and wouldn't go through the world."

"Oh, so that's it."
Chapter completed!