Doomsday Sanctuary

"It's really too strong. If you learn this sword technique, you won't be as embarrassed as before when you encounter mutant rats!"

Di Ping's eyes flashed with excitement, this sword technique was unexpectedly strong, and he couldn't help being excited.

Just as Di Ping sighed, suddenly the phantom figure on the opposite side flashed a knife light, like a flying horse flying straight towards him, the knife light flashed like a lightning flash in the air, and the knife's momentum brought layers of huge waves to him. The momentum to the sky has already been pressed against Di Ping.

"what!"

Di Ping wanted to retreat, but he found that he couldn't move. The pressure of the knife wave directly placed him on the spot. When the knife was in the body, he screamed, thinking that he was over now, and the dazzling knife light let him go. He closed his eyes.

Only in the next moment, he did not feel the sensation of the knife hitting his body. He hurriedly opened his eyes, only to find an illusory knife stopped at his door, only an inch away from his eyes, and the illusory figure before. Standing in front of him holding a knife.

Suddenly, all this instantly turned into a cloud of fog, and then returned to the mountains and forests like fog, pouring towards him.

Di Ping immediately felt countless information flooding in his mind. Although there was no pain, he felt his head swell and he felt a strong sense of dizziness.

After a while, Di Ping felt his head feel better, and then opened his eyes.

This will continue to absorb one exercise and one martial skill, so that Di Ping, who had already risen to the first level of mental power, still has the dizziness that he cannot bear.

But it's much better than before, only that he can't stand it without pain. It seems that the spiritual power is greatly improved?

Standing up and moving for a while, and calming down, Di Ping did not go to practice the first time, for fear that his mental strength would not be able to bear it and it would be uncomfortable for himself.

I stood in front of the window and watched the people moving in the base, the workers working in the manor fields, the combat crews practicing in front of the castle, and hundreds of people beside the wall in the distance were busy building the wall.

The base is running smoothly, giving Di Ping a sense of accomplishment spontaneously. This is his base, this is his foundation, and his foothold in these last days.

After standing like this for more than ten minutes, I felt my mind calmed down completely and there was no more discomfort before I came to the training room.

But this time I didn't go to the training room of the castle, but the training room on the main tower of the city.

The main tower of the city is fully functional and equipped, and the functions it possesses are not much less than that of the city security. It not only has a reception room, a meeting room, a kitchen and dining room, a bedroom and a master control room, but also two training rooms.

One is used for performing martial arts, and the other is a special quiet room. Gu said there are other functions, but Di Ping hasn't experienced it in detail.

In the first grade of junior high school, Di Ping had a lot of things with black eyes. He had to explore everything on his own, and he didn't have time to learn more about all the functions in the city lord tower.

Because on the floor, Di Ping did not dared to practice Bengquan before. He was afraid that the strong movement of Bengquan would collapse the floor, so he went to the training hall on the first floor. What he didn’t know was that he was too young. Look at the system produced.

Knife practice today, he will not have high demands on the ground like Bengquan, so instead of going to the training hall, he came here, very quiet and suitable for himself to practice knives.

The studio has more than 100 square meters, enough for him to play in it, so he doesn't have to worry about not having enough space.