Doomsday Manor Owner

"Bang"

Zhuang Lun's body fell to the ground again.

Today, he can no longer remember how many times he was killed by the cold-faced man.

However, his combat skill index has increased to 1.3 points.

During the battle, Zhuang Lun kept thinking, changing, and improving.

The method of staring into your opponent's eyes is becoming less and less applicable.

The cold-faced young man has been able to control his gaze. Often when Zhuang Lun notices that his gaze has not changed, he will suddenly attack.

The cold-faced young man's gaze could even convey false information and lure Zhuang Lun into being deceived. Zhuang Lun was deceived and killed in this way once.

"It's useless to stare into the opponent's eyes. The facially paralyzed man can already control his gaze, but how can he fight if he doesn't use his eyes to see?"

Zhuang Lun stopped fighting and sat cross-legged on the ground, thinking quietly.

"Rhythm, yes, it's rhythm. As long as you can master the rhythm of the battle, you can make the opponent follow your own rhythm. You can know how the opponent will react without looking at it."

Zhuang Lun's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Come again!"

When Zhuang Lun had a clear idea in his mind, he discovered that the cold-faced man's attacks and movements seemed to contain a strange rhythm. This was his fighting rhythm.

Zhuang Lun began to try to imitate and shape his own fighting rhythm, but every time, he was easily interrupted by the cold-faced man.

But the expression on Zhuang Lun's face became more and more excited, because he was gradually able to compete with the cold-faced man.

"Rhythm, rhythm, is like two people singing together. If one party's rhythm is not strong, the other party will lead them out of tune. This means falling into the other party's rhythm."

The attack of the simple sword in Zhuang Lun's hand gradually combined with the pace of his movement. A strange rhythm began to form, as if everyone who entered his surroundings must obey his rhythm.

With a step forward and a casual wave of the sword in his hand, the cold-faced man was in a panic. The rhythm of the battle was completely controlled by Zhuang Lun.

"This feeling of controlling the rhythm is so wonderful, just die!"

The simple sword in his hand kept attacking. The cold-faced man retreated step by step, and finally a flaw was revealed. Zhuang Lun knocked his sword away with a slight blow, and then chopped it off with one blow.

"Well? The combat skill index has increased to 1.5. According to this trend, I should be able to increase the combat skill index to 2 points before the battle."

In the days before the battle for the city master, Zhuang Lun went to the beach every morning to hunt mutant sea beasts, and then put the materials that could be used to build equipment for sale in the enhanced store.

Then he returned to the shelter base and entered the training ground. He continued to fight with cold-faced men to improve his fighting skills.

At night, after making out with Wu Jing, Zhuang Lun crossed his legs and practiced the exercises, replacing sleep with practice.

Excluding the manor points consumed every day in the training ground, Zhuang Lun can still have about one million manor points left. If he adds the equipment and materials sold by the enhancement shop, there will be hundreds of thousands more points.

During this period of time, Wu Jing and the girls had also completed the study of basic cultivation knowledge, and Zhuang Lun transformed the martial arts insights he understood into strange symbols and painted them on the light screen.

But even after learning basic cultivation knowledge, Wu Jing and the girls were still confused.

Without the help of combat skills, without the martial arts insights and combat images directly imprinted in the mind, just ordinary women. How can they create their own martial arts?

Just when Zhuang Lun was worrying about what to do, Shui Xin appeared directly next to him.

"Since the shelter base has been deployed and the database has been unblocked, you can now purchase exercises through the system."

"What did you say?"

Zhuang Lun stared at Shui Xin next to him. The expression on his face was both surprised and angry.

"Are you sent by God to play with me? When I was practicing, I didn't have any skills. Then I spent a lot of manor points to create my own skills. Now you tell me that I can buy the skills. You

You’re cheating!”

"The database was sealed at that time, so it was indeed impossible to redeem the skills."

Looking at the expressionless Shui Xin, Zhuang Lun could only reluctantly accept her explanation.

When he clicked on the light screen, Zhuang Lun was dazzled by the thousands of exercises in the apocalyptic exercise system.

"Xiaoyan Buddha Scroll", "Nine Songs Sutra", "Linglong Dharma", "Taiyi Sword Manual"...

These names make people feel awesome at first glance, as if they can become Buddhas and ancestors as soon as they practice cultivation.

Zhuang Lun spent 2 million manor points to buy the first five levels of exercises in the "Luoyan Scripture" and let several girls practice together. The exercises were usually kept at Wu Jing's place.

Under Zhuang Lun's guidance, the women all started practicing for the first time, guiding the energy in the air into their bodies.

Although "Luoyan Zhenjing" contains a lot of content, it is mainly divided into several categories: cultivation techniques, secret fighting techniques, and secret escape techniques.

Zhuang Lun looked through it, and from his perspective, the training techniques were quite satisfactory, the secret combat skills were pretty good, and each level could double the combat power, but the secret escape skills were not evaluated.

If you are not a spiritual master, no matter how fast your escape speed is, it cannot exceed 7900 meters per second, otherwise it will be launched from the earth.

While Jinu's training was on the right track, Zhuang Lun continued to enter the training ground to improve his combat skills.

With three days left before the battle, Zhuang Lun's third-level skills had finally been cultivated to perfection, and then he took the fourth-level mutation potion, preparing to break through and become a fourth-level warrior.

Under the control of the true energy in his body, Zhuang Lun's genetic mutation progressed rapidly and steadily. It only took him a few hours to complete this promotion.

With this promotion, Zhuang Lun got a new specialty, strength. But to his surprise, he didn't get any new talents.

"What's going on? Why didn't I get the innate skills this time I mutated?"

Zhuang Lun frowned and looked at the phantom beauty Shui Xin beside him.

Originally, Zhuang Lun expected to get a powerful talent skill to enhance his own strength, but he didn't expect that the result was nothing.

The biggest gains from taking mutation potion are specialties and talents. Without these two gains, no one would take the risk just to break through the level limit.

"The specialty is the stimulation of the human body's potential after taking the mutated potion. The talent skill is immortality after taking the mutated potion, a gift from the origin of the universe."

"When the human body's potential is not enough, even if you take potions, you will not gain special skills. If you are not favored by the universe, you will not gain innate skills by taking potions. Even if you will definitely get the first mutation of the innate skills, you will get

The natural skills will also be very poor.”

"You mean I'm not loved by the universe? I remember my last innate skill was Luck Blessing, right? How come after having this skill, I'm not loved by the universe?"

"There is no record of your situation in the database, and I can't judge."

Shui Xin shook her head, obviously she could not give a reasonable explanation for Zhuang Lun's situation.

"No matter what, so what if I don't have any innate skills? My current attributes are no weaker than Sun Xuanming's. Although I don't know how many times his combat skills can increase his strength, as long as I increase my combat skill index to 2 points, I will definitely be able to defeat him.

"

Zhuang Lun clenched his fist and said with firm eyes.

Then he entered the virtual space of the training ground again and fought with the cold-faced man again.

Three days passed by in a flash. During these ten days, Zhuang Lun frantically killed the mutated sea beasts on the beach, earning more than six million manor points every day.

Even though he consumed 5 million manor points every day to maintain the training ground, Zhuang Lun still accumulated 1300W manor points in ten days.

In the virtual space of the training ground, Zhuang Lun held a simple sword and attacked continuously. The force of the sword was like a waterfall, disintegrating the cold-faced young man's defense bit by bit.

"Qiang"

The sword in the cold-faced man's hand was knocked away, and Zhuang Lun cut off his head with a single blow.

"After ten days of hard training, my combat skill index has finally increased to 2 points. Now my increase is equivalent to 7 times. Sun Xuanming, you are dead!"