Under the dim light, Linlong buried his head and used his rune pen to draw the rune threads on the runic tool.
This action seemed simple, but it was not. Because this process would use mental strength, so this seemingly easy stroke was no different from an ordinary person lifting a boulder. It was extremely exhausting.
No!
After a few strokes, Linlong, who was not satisfied, used a special potion to wipe off the rune threads on the runic tool. Then, he started to draw the rune threads again.
After a while, he was still not satisfied, so he had to start over again.
He did this a few times, until the blank runic tool was damaged, but he still did not succeed.
Every stroke that was filled with mental strength would cause damage to the runic tool. Therefore, if he drew too many times, the runic tool would be completely damaged.
This forced Linlong to take out another blank runic tool. Fortunately, he knew how to make such blank runic tools. Moreover, the materials he used could be found in the tribe. Therefore, as long as it was not damaged too much, it would not affect his production.
As time passed, Linlong still did not succeed. Every time he felt that he had grasped the inspiration, he could not grasp the concept when he started to draw. As a result, he failed to draw the rune threads.
However, Linlong did not give up. He knew that success sometimes depended on perseverance.
Linlong could persevere, but time waited for no man. As he immersed himself in crafting, the sky outside the window began to brighten. In other words, there was not much time left before the start of the competition.
The competition was set to be in the morning, the moment the sun rose.
After some time, a girl carefully walked towards Linlong's house with a bowl of steaming hot soup.
This girl was naturally Liu Ruolan. Originally, her parents did not allow her to come in contact with Linlong. However, she still disobeyed her parents' orders at this crucial time.
Of course, she did not intend to let others know. Therefore, she had already brewed a bowl of thick soup at the first light of day. She brought it to Linlong to nourish his body, and then returned to her house before her tribesmen woke up.
When she arrived at Linlong's room, she was just about to put down the bowl and knock on the door when she was stunned. She realized that the door wasn't closed. Through the crack in the door, she could see Linlong sleeping on the table.
What was going on? Why was Young Master Lin sleeping on the table instead of the bed? Did he not sleep well last night?
Originally, she wanted to wake Linlong up, but after thinking about it, she gave up. After all, Linlong looked very sleepy. If she woke Linlong up and caused him to not have enough energy, it wouldn't be good if he lost to Lu Yangyu.
Therefore, she put the bowl of soup aside and left quietly.
After she left, she did not return to her own room. Instead, she went to Liu Zong's place and asked him to see Linlong. Only after that did she return to her own room.
Hearing that Linlong seemed to have not slept well last night, Liu Zong, who had just crawled out of bed, hurried to Linlong's room.
In fact, Linlong could feel Liu Ruolan's presence. However, he was too exhausted, so he did not even intend to sit up and greet her. After all, he had spent the entire night drawing rune threads and had exhausted too much of his mental strength. Even someone with a strong mental strength like him could not recover from that kind of exhaustion in a short period of time.
By the time Linlong raised his head from the table, there were only two cups of tea's worth of time left before the competition.
At this moment, Liu Zong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. To be honest, if Linlong did not wake up soon, he would definitely wake him up.
Looking at Linlong's bloodshot eyes and exhausted appearance, Liu Zong originally wanted to reprimand Linlong. However, in the end, he did not say anything. He pointed to the bowl of soup that had already turned cold and said to Linlong, "Hurry up and drink it. Ruolan personally prepared it for you."
The soup was originally steaming hot, but it had already turned cold. However, Linlong did not care. He raised his head and directly drank the bowl of soup.
Although the soup was cold, he could feel a fire burning in his heart.
"Liu Zong, let's go." As he spoke, Linlong stood up and strode towards the outside.
Shaking his head slightly, Liu Zong also followed behind Linlong.
The venue of the competition was the central plaza of the tribe. At this moment, the small central plaza was already filled with people from the tribe.
The imposing Lu Yangyu was already standing on the central plaza's stage. However, his opponent had yet to appear.
"Ninth Brother, why hasn't your tribe's Linlong arrived yet? Could it be that he gave up because he was afraid?" Lu Bing loudly mocked when he saw the situation.
He was well aware of Lu Yangyu's strength. He did not believe that Linlong could pose any threat to him. Therefore, he was extremely relaxed. Now that the competition was about to start and Linlong had yet to arrive, he naturally seized the opportunity to ridicule Ninth Uncle.
"Uncle Bing is right. Linlong must be afraid. That's why he hasn't arrived yet."
"I really don't know how he has the guts to challenge young master Lu Yangyu."
"How does he have the guts? Isn't he just trying to disgust the Liu Clan and make them look down on the Liu Clan? "
As Lu Bing's voice faded, many people began to ridicule Linlong and the Liu Clan.
This caused many members of the Liu Clan to feel that they had lost a lot of face. After all, Lu Yangyu's strength was there for all to see. Linlong's chances of winning were minuscule.
If Linlong had not allowed their Liu Clan to obtain first place yesterday, many of them would have ridiculed Linlong on the spot.
"Lu Bing, don't think that everyone is like you, turning into a turtle when it comes to actual combat." Hearing such words, Ninth Uncle could not help but become angry. He revealed the matter of Lu Bing in the past, causing Lu Bing's face to immediately turn the color of a pig's liver.
"Hmph, Ninth Brother. Even if Linlong dares to come later, Yang Yu will torture him like a dog." Lu Bing sneered.
Just when everyone could not wait any longer, just when everyone thought that Linlong had really given up, Linlong and Liu Zong finally arrived.
As soon as he saw Linlong, Lu Bing immediately found words to attack Ninth Uncle. This was because Linlong's eyes were bloodshot and he was mentally exhausted. From the looks of it, it was obvious that he did not sleep for the entire night.
"Hahaha, Ninth Brother, look. Linlong must have been so worried that he did not sleep well last night. In his current state, I'm afraid he won't even be able to withstand a single move from Yang Yu." Lu Bing laughed complacently. Moreover, his voice was so loud that everyone present could hear him.
"Uncle Bing is right. Linlong really did not sleep well last night. It's probably because of this match."
"If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have acted like a hero. I should have just handed Liu Ruolan over. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come out to embarrass myself."
"If I were him, I wouldn't have dared to come to this match."
Seeing Linlong's state, many people present began to ridicule him.
The members of the Liu Clan were so ashamed that their faces were lowered to their chests. They felt ashamed that Linlong was a member of their clan.
"Alright, it's time. Let's invite Linlong onto the stage!"
At this moment, a loud and clear voice rang out.
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