In addition to the ordinary survivors, there were also some hunters attracted by the fruits distributed by the martial arts school.
Most of these hunters were mercenaries. They didn't lack money, unlike the ragged survivors who couldn't find a job, hoping to earn a living.
They were clearly separated from the survivors whose faces were full of desire and joy. They stood in the distance as if watching the fun.
The loud music and the deafening sound of firecrackers rang out …
For them, this was indeed a rare lively scene. Before the doomsday, they were too noisy. But now, such a scene was rare.
"This martial arts school is a bit interesting. Since they dare to open at this time, I will support them spiritually."
A hunter wearing a custom-made animal skin combat suit with a red maple leaf painted on the left chest raised his eyebrows and said with interest.
As mercenaries, every time they completed a mission, they often had to rest for several days. This was to relieve mental and physical fatigue. Except for a few lunatics, no one dared to stay in the wild for a long time. Once they were in a bad state, they could easily die in the wild.
Even some hunters who were eager to improve their strength needed a balance of work and rest.
Otherwise, if they died in the wild, the spirit stones they worked so hard to earn wouldn't be spent. Wouldn't it be a big loss?
Of course, they chose to enjoy it early.
Unfortunately, the shelter's entertainment facilities were still too lacking.
Some of them went to the bar to get drunk, some played some single-player games before the doomsday in the Internet cafes, and some played various card games out of boredom.
The most popular place for mercenaries was the Drunken Flower Street …
Unfortunately, good things were not cheap.
Some mercenaries chose to train in the martial arts school.
It was no secret in Luoxia that exercise could improve one's physical fitness. The speed of improvement, compared to the improvement of people before the doomsday, was already significant.
However, for most hunters, this improvement speed was still too slow.
Compared to absorbing and refining the spirit power, compared to the extremely pleasant feeling when breaking through from the outside to the inside, training was too slow.
The facilities of the martial arts school were more like toys for many advanced hunters. They were fragile and didn't play the slightest role in assisting their training.
Only hunters who lacked combat skills needed to improve themselves in the martial arts school.
"But how can their moves and routines compare to the combat experience I've gained from life and death battles?"
"Only a sissy needs to learn martial arts in a place like a dojo! Real men are born from mountains of corpses and seas of blood! "
The hunter with the red maple leaf painted on his chest curled his lips in contempt.
He turned his head and continued to watch the performance at the opening ceremony. Even if he looked down on the theory of martial arts centers, this opening ceremony was quite good. There were also free fruits distributed. It didn't cost him anything to be a fruit-eating crowd.
At this time, he saw the Dojo Master walking forward.
He looked very young and did not have the temperament of an expert. However, the dojo master was not the same as the master of the dojo. The master was the strongest person in a dojo, while the dojo master was usually just a nominal title, representing the power behind the dojo.
This young man might be the descendant of one of Luoxia's higher-ups.
"Maybe he just wants to show his face."
The Red Maple Mercenary thought to himself.
At this moment, the dojo owner, who was standing in front of the dojo, suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed at the blank wooden plaque in the distance.
An inch of translucent energy shot out from his index finger.
Like a stream of light, with a whoosh, it landed on the blank signboard.
The expected scene of the signboard being smashed by the energy didn't happen.
As the energy fell, a vigorous and powerful stroke was engraved on the signboard.
The young dojo owner stood not far from the gate. The surrounding crowd was separated by the black-clothed guards, forming a large open space.
His expression was indifferent, one hand behind his back, and the other hand was raised.
His eyes fell on the signboard, as if there was nothing else in the world.
His sleeves fluttered.
His index finger trembled.
A burst of energy shot out like a machine gun.
In just a few seconds, two big words were carved on the signboard!
The surrounding survivors opened their mouths in surprise.
The Red Maple Mercenary's pupils shrank.
He knew he was wrong. Whether this young dojo owner was the descendant of a higher-up or not, he must be a Grandmaster-level expert.
Just this level of control was enough to make him gasp in amazement.
He had never seen someone who could use a special ability so skillfully. Engraving words in the air without destroying the signboard. Many ability users just controlled the direction of their ability and it was extremely difficult.
Even the leader of the Red Maple Club couldn't do this.
"His control is indeed strong, but it's not the same as his strength. In terms of real combat power, the leader is definitely better." He muttered.
His heart was shocked, but he didn't admit defeat.
… …
… …
After engraving the name of the dojo, Tang Yu also fell into a mysterious feeling.
His perception of everything around him was more detailed.
His control of his own power was also improved.
[Ding! Territory compatibility increased to 10%.]
Tang Yu suddenly retreated from that mysterious feeling.
He had a little idea of how to upgrade the territory to five levels.
When he raised his head again, the two words on the signboard that looked like a swimming dragon came into view.
Limit!
He opened his mouth, his lips opened and closed. Source power seeped into his voice and spread out.
It didn't seem deafening, but it could clearly reach everyone's ears.
"The way of martial arts is endless. We practice martial arts to become stronger, to surpass ourselves, to reach the limit, and even … to break through the limit!"
"Hence the name – Extreme Martial Arts School!"
"The martial arts school is open for business. All the facilities in the school are free to use for three days. Now, those who are interested can move to the martial arts school to visit and try it out."
Tang Yu finished speaking and turned to leave.
He left behind an enigmatic back for the survivors.
But no one knew that accurately controlling the qi energy from the body and integrating the source power into the voice …
Tang Yu's mental power consumption was quite large.
His source power consumption was also quite large.
Right now, he just wanted to be quiet.
… …
The opening ceremony came to an end. The survivors couldn't hold back and swarmed forward. If it weren't for dozens of hunter guards to maintain order, the scene would've been a mess.
Some survivors who received the fruits left happily. They weren't interested in visiting the martial arts school. But the scene they saw today, especially the martial arts school owner's words, was beyond their imagination. They couldn't wait to brag to others.
I saw this magical scene with my own eyes.
Can you … can you?!
The onlookers were different. As a dignified person, of course, they couldn't fight for the fruits like those ordinary survivors.
Originally, most of the mercenaries weren't interested in the martial arts school. They just wanted to join in the fun. But when they saw the martial arts school owner Xiao Lu …
"Let's go. Since we have nothing to do, why don't we visit it?"
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