Secret Realm Token, Slay

The Black-Clad Man was a genius specially trained by the Revival Society.

He was powerful. He had used seventy percent of his strength in that attack, yet still hadn't killed Lu Lin. This left him filled with doubt and unease.

Had word of his coming here to train leaked out?

Had the Bao Bao Kingdom sent a powerful expert from its Martial Combat Institute to intercept and assassinate him?

That couldn't be right. The powerful experts from the Bao Bao Kingdom's Martial Combat Institute were currently training in a Secret Realm alongside geniuses from another faction. The Revival Society had checked the roster. There was no way they'd gotten it wrong.

Could Lu Lin be a genius secretly trained by the Sacred Martial Pavilion's Martial Combat Institute?

For a moment, the Black-Clad Man's thoughts swirled in chaos.

But Lu Lin didn't have nearly as many thoughts as he did.

Those two exchanges just now had helped Lu Lin find his rhythm in battle.

After two moves, Lu Lin had finished warming up.

"Come on, come on, Blackie. Your people in the Revival Society made us enter this place. I was just saying I couldn't find any of them, and now look—you've popped up."

"Since you're here, let's have a proper fight, three hundred rounds at least. Let me see what a Servant Disciple from the Revival Society can do."

Hearing Lu Lin bring up the words "Servant Disciple" again, the Black-Clad Man's face turned livid.

He'd only called himself a Servant Disciple as a joke. He could call himself that if he wanted.

But now, after fighting Lu Lin for two exchanges without either of them gaining the upper hand, that Servant Disciple label seemed to fit a little too well.

"Fine! Let's do it. I'll have a genius like