"What do you mean by enough?"
A dark figure came over, Qi Hao had been running non-stop for two days, his skin was so dark that his whites of the eyes stood out exceptionally...
Fang Qingyu twitched at the corners of his mouth, almost thinking this kid had traveled from Africa.
"I mean the merit is enough, let's move out, wrap it up!"
He said, then called for everyone to get on board.
Returning to the Divine Authority Bureau Building, the hustle of the 28th-floor leisure area was replaced by a high-efficiency busyness.
Fang Qingyu didn't linger.
He had Jiang Wei return to the leisure area first, while he went to the underground training ground.
He took out a standard long saber, took a deep breath, and cleared his mind of distractions.
In his mind, the diagram unfolded, and the skill points column clearly displayed: 16.
"Upgrade 'Thunder Strike Eight Slashes'!" The command was issued without hesitation.
