My Doomsday Territory Chapter 228
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Attracted by the fruit sent by the Martial Art Museum, in addition to ordinary survivors, there are also some awakened . & 1t; /
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Most of these awakenings are mercenaries, not bad money, unlike those survivors who are ragged and can’t find a job, expect to make a living . & 1t; /
They and those survivors with longing and rejoicing expressions on their faces stood clearly, as if watching the lively . & 1t; /
Exciting music, deafening firecrackers . . . & 1t; /
To them, this is indeed a rare excitement . Before the end of the world, they were too noisy, but now, such a scene is rare . & 1t; /
“This martial arts hall is a bit interesting . Just dare them to open at this time, and I will support it mentally . ” & 1t; /
An awakened man wearing a custom-made animal skin combat suit with a red maple leaf on his left chest, raising an eyebrow and talking with interest . & 1t; /
As mercenaries, each time they complete a task, they often have to rest for several days . This is to alleviate mental and physical fatigue, except for a few lunatics . No one dares to stay in the wild for a long time . Once in poor condition, it is easy to die in the wild . & 1t; /
Even some awakeners who are anxious to improve their strengths need a combination of work and rest . & 1t; /
Otherwise, if it hangs in the wild, Yuan Jing, who has earned so much effort, has not spent it, wouldn’t it be a big loss . & 1t; /
Of course, choose to enjoy early and chic . & 1t; /
Unfortunately, the shelter’s recreational facilities are still too scarce . & 1t; /
Some of them went to the bar to get drunk, some played some stand-alone games in the Internet cafes before the end of the world, and some were bored and played various card games . & 1t; /
To say that the most popular mercenaries are Zuihua Street . . . & 1t; /
Unfortunately, good goods are not cheap . & 1t; /
There are also some mercenaries who choose to exercise in the martial arts hall . & 1t; /
Exercise can improve one’s physical fitness . This is no secret in the setting sun . The degree of improvement is already significant compared with the improvement of people before exercise in the last days . & 1t; /
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However, for most awakened people, such improvement is still too slow . & 1t; /
Compared with the leap of life level brought by absorbing the soul power of refining, compared with the outside from inside when breaking through, the extremely pleasant feeling, exercise, is too slow . & 1t; /
The martial arts facilities are more like toys to many senior awakened people . They are fragile and cannot play the role of auxiliary training . & 1t; /
Only the awakened, lacking in combat skills, need to improve themselves in the martial arts hall . & 1t; /
“How can a trick-style routine compare to yourself, the combat experience gained from life and death killing . ” & 1t; /
“Only mother guns need to learn kung fu in a place like Wu Guan! Real men are all from the blood of the dead mountains!” & 1t; /
The awakened man with red maple leaf painted on his chest, contempt in his heart, glanced at his mouth . & 1t; /
Turning his head, he continued to watch the performance at the opening ceremony . Even though he looked down on the theoretical school of martial arts, the opening ceremony was quite good . There was also free fruit storage . There was not even a yarn cost to be a fruit-eater . & 1t; /
At this moment, he saw the owner of Wu Guan approached . & 1t; /
She looks very young and can’t see the temperament of a master, but the master of the museum is not the same as the master of the museum . Master is the strongest person in the museum . power . & 1t; /
This young man may be the descendants of a high-level Luo Xia . & 1t; /
‘Perhaps just to show your face . ’& 1t; /
The red maple leaf mercenary secretly said . & 1t; /
At this moment, the owner of the Wuguan Pavilion, who stood in front of the Wuguan Gate, suddenly stretched out his finger, pointing away at the blank log plaque . & 1t; /
An inch of translucent vitality spit from the index finger . & 1t; /
It was like a streamer, and for a moment, it landed on a blank plaque . & 1t; /
Imagine that the plaque was broken by energy, but it was not born . & 1t; /
As soon as the energy fell, a vigorous and powerful stroke was engraved on the plaque . & 1t; /
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The young Wuguan Pavilion master stood not far from the gate, and the surrounding crowd was separated by black guards, forming a large open space . & 1t; /
His expression was indifferent, with one hand behind him and the other hand raised . & 1t; /
His eyes fell on the plaque, as if there was nothing else in the world . & 1t; /
Sleeveless . & 1t; /
Forefinger trembles . & 1t; /
All of his energy was like a machine gun, and he shot out . & 1t; /
In just a few seconds, they were carved on the plaque, carving out two big characters that entered the wood! & 1t; /
The survivors around him opened their mouths in surprise . & 1t; /
Red Maple Leaf mercenary pupils narrowed . & 1t; /
He knew that he had looked away . The young curator, no matter whether he was a descendant of a certain high-level person, must himself be a master of the Grand Master’s class . & 1t; /
This control alone made him astounded . & 1t; /
He has never seen such a superb ability to use special abilities, but he does not destroy the plaque when engraving in the air . Many abilities can only control the turning of the abilities, which is extremely difficult . & 1t; /
Even the head of their red maple leaf could not do this . & 1t; /
“The control is really strong, but this is not the same as strength . On the real combat power, the commander is definitely better . ” He mumbled . & 1t; /
Shocked in my heart, but not convinced . & 1t; /
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After engraving the name of the martial arts hall, Tang Yu also fell into a mysterious feeling . & 1t; /
Perception is more nuanced to everything around . & 1t; /
The control of one’s own power has also been improved . & 1t; /
【Ding! Territory fit increased to 1o% . ] & 1t; /
Tang Yu stunned, retreating from that mysterious feeling . & 1t; /
He has touched a little way for the territory to be upgraded by five levels . & 1t; /
Looking up again, the two pen-like characters on the plaque came into view . & 1t; /
limit! & 1t; /
He opened his mouth, his lips closed, and the force penetrated into the sound and spread out . & 1t; /
It doesn’t seem to be awkward, but can be clearly introduced into everyone’s ears . & 1t; /
“The way of martial arts is endless . We practice martial arts, in order to become stronger, to gain ourselves, to reach the limit, and even . . . to break the limit!”
“Old Name-Extreme Martial Art Museum!” & 1t; /
“The martial arts hall opened, and all the facilities in the hall can be used free of charge during any period of three days . Now, interested people can move around to visit and try out the martial arts hall . ” & 1t; /
After Tang Yu spoke, he turned and left . & 1t; /
Many survivors have left unpredictable backs ~ www . novelhall . com ~ but no one knows, precisely controlling the vitality of the body and integrating the source of power into the sound . . . & 1t; /
Tang Yu’s mental exhaustion is considerable . & 1t; /
Source power is also quite expensive . & 1t; /
He just wanted to be quiet now . & 1t; /
. . . & 1t; /
At this point of the opening ceremony, the survivors have been unable to hold back . The bees swarmed forward, and if there were dozens of awakening guards maintaining order, the scene would have been chaotic . & 1t; /
Some of the survivors who received the fruit left happily . They were not interested in visiting the Wukan, but the scenes they saw today, especially the lettering of the Wuguan Pavilion ’s owner, were almost their imagination . . & 1t; /
I saw this magic scene with my own eyes . & 1t; /
You guys . . . can you? !! & 1t; /
The awakening crowds are different . They are self-proclaimed, and as decent people, of course, they cannot compete for the fruit like ordinary survivors . & 1t; /
Most of the original mercenaries had no interest in the Martial Art Museum, that is, they had a fun time, and they could see the hands of the museum’s owner Xiao Lu . . . & 1t; /
“Walk, it’s okay to be idle anyway, we might as well visit it . ” & 1t; /
“+1, I was suddenly interested in this martial arts hall . Since it is free for three days, it is better to give it a try and see what is the difference between this martial art hall and other martial arts halls . ” & 1t; /
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