Proving Ground.

As the last person to come here.

Waiting for Li Xiang was a group of senior brothers and sisters who had finished trying their blades and were sitting on the side drinking tea and watching the play.

As a result, when he tried the knife, he was constantly picked, teased and ridiculed.

At this time.

This is where the benefits of concentration come in.

When Li wanted to keep an eye on those targets and had no distractions, although the voices of the outside world were still there, they lost the power to interfere with him.

Chop four rolls of straw mats in a row and cut a bamboo stake in half from top to bottom.

He nodded in satisfaction, not used to the length at first, but after using it twice, he thought it was pretty good.

Finish picking the knife.

I took a short break, looked at the scenery for a while, and ate snacks for a while.

Taro Nagayama led the crowd to the temple in the center of the village.

That is, the place where the Shield Sword Monster is enshrined.

Naturally, the weapons were carried with them, but they were not exposed to the outside in a loud way, and the Yongshan Workshop had a special bag for them.

The eldest sister's bag was the longest and largest, which made Li Xiang a little curious about how to bring it back for a while.

More than five meters, and it can't be taken apart.

I'm afraid I don't have to call a truck to come over just to be safe.

Even the people with big guns are really painful.

When I asked Taro Nagayama, I learned that they have a special person who will deliver it to your door.

Naturally, there is no need to worry about this kind of thing.

Temple.

An ancient temple with a neon style.

The crimson torii gate at the gate, the smell of incense in the air, and the merit box in front of the temple to collect incense money.

Both represent two words - "tradition".

Unexpectedly not very luxurious.

Li Xiang thought that there should be a Daxiong Treasure Hall or something here.

I didn't expect ......

Simple?

No, it should be called rudimentary.

Isn't the Shimazaki family the original wealthy family, and the profession of a village keeper, how did they become "down" like this.

Maybe it's just right.

When they came here, in the side hall, they saw Masao Shimazaki directing a one-sword scabbard to chop wood.

"Who bargained with you, saying that a thousand is a thousand, and I haven't counted the account for your escape."

He was whispering to a solitary scabbard, "? No! Poetry doesn't either! ”

The sheath of the sword shook slightly, and the sword spike shook it very humanely, as if it was losing its temper.

"Who are you to blame for your own mischief? It's just self-inflicted! If you dare to disobey the yang and the yin, I will lock you up for a year! ”

Shimazaki sneered, and the corner of his eye also aimed at Li Xiang and the others.

"I'll settle accounts with you later."

He glared at the sheath of the sword and came to everyone, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, I think everyone knows a lot of things, in order not to delay your time, please come with me." ”

It's to the point.

Li Xiang looked at the sheath of the lone sword in the distance, saw it squinting its eyes, grabbed a piece of firewood with a sword spike like a palm, and then slashed the sword from head to tail.

Smack.

Two pieces of firewood fell.

The movements were very clean, and the sword was still unsheathed.

It's inexplicably cool, and there's also an inexplicably feeling of laziness.

Actually, if it weren't for his too naughty personality, he actually thought the sheath was quite cute.

It's just that being naughty and mischievous is a bit of a headache.

It's also fun to recite a poem that can call it over or something.

The second is two, but the two are two situations.

As for watching martial arts......

Secondary two appendages are normal.

There is only a middle two quack at home, and in the past two days, he has often urged him to find a ninja tactic.

It's clear that he is the source of the ninja in this world.

Thinking of this, Li Xiang, who was following behind, hesitated, paused slightly, and said in a low voice: "Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried, today to show the monarch, who has injustice?" ”

Wow –

Silvery!

Li Xiang saw a flower in front of him, and a frost-white blade suddenly appeared in front of him, and the blade was placed at his throat.

This.

He looked at the unsheathed sheath of the lone sword in front of him, and couldn't help but swallow.

What a speed!

Is it possible for a little elf like a lone scabbard to fly so fast?

And in the process, a sheath came out by the way.

"If you have something to say, I have no ill intentions."

Li Xiang stepped back silently, sneering and reaching for his lower back, but he didn't know if it was his delusion.

The one-eyed of the one-sword scabbard kept shaking, as if it was very excited.

It's like saying, 'Do it again! Do it again!'

Then.

A large hand grabbed the hilt of the sheath of the single sword, and said in a chilling tone: "You, what are you doing?" ”

The sheath of the single sword, whose eyes were still shaking, stopped, revealing a humanized fear.

And then.

Just close your eyes and start playing dead.

It was Masao Shimazaki who came, a middle-aged man whose face was full of anger, as if he could burn, locking the body of the sheath of the sword.

The one-sword scabbard made a series of trick-or-treats, obviously lowering his patience to the bottom line.

"Heh, from today onwards, you don't want to go out of the room again."

He said grimly, and the sheath of the lone sword in his hand was thumped down in frustration.

The senior sisters who had followed Shimazaki before ran to Li Xiang's side and asked him if he had been injured with a concerned face.

Including the most unobtrusive second senior sister, she is also eager to find possible wounds on his body.

"It's okay, it's okay." Li Xiang pushed them away embarrassedly and looked at Shimazaki, who was going to take the sheath away.

"That, I'm sorry, I took the initiative to provoke the sheath of the sword this time, it has nothing to do with it, it's my fault, please don't punish it."

It's just Li wanting to die.

It's just that I didn't expect a poem to make the reaction of the single sword scabbard so big.

Shimazaki didn't pause, and after picking up the scabbard on the ground, he turned around and asked, "Take the initiative to provoke?" ”

"That's right, I heard Mr. Nagayama say that the sheath likes to listen to ancient poems. Earlier, Mr. Nagayama called it out in ancient poems, and he was curious—"

Li Xiang bowed his head to Shimazaki and bowed: "I'm really sorry, I didn't know that the single sword scabbard reacted so much, please don't be angry, this time it was my fault, I'm sorry." ”

Shimazaki put the scabbard back on the single scabbard, looked at it with open eyes, revealing an inexplicable expression, and said, "...... Well, since you've said so. ”

After the senior brothers and sisters heard Li Xiang's words, they understood that it was his own bear, so they beat him hard.

I wondered what kind of poem he was reading.

Li Xiang sneered: "Uh, it's a swordsman's poem, ten years of sharpening a sword-"

The voice did not fall

With a pop, the silver light flashed again.

Obviously, the sheath of the lone sword, which had been separated, was unsheathed again.

But with Shimazaki here, it naturally couldn't get up any wind and waves, and it was pushed back halfway out of the sheath.

"You give me about the same!"

He said in a deep voice.

The sheath fell silent again.

But everyone knows that this guy is the type who actively admits mistakes and refuses to change.

Momentary repression is useless.

"Ahem, cough, don't read it, let's go in."

Li Xiang waved his hand.

The people went to the back of the temple again.

It's just that there are more members.

On the road.

Li Xiang felt that he was being stared at viciously by a certain line of sight, as if he was going to be eaten alive...... Ah no, let him read poetry for the rest of his life.

It's a little embarrassing.

He tilted his head, forcing himself to ignore the fierce attention of the sheath.

"You're being targeted."

At some point, Taro Nagayama came to his side and whispered.

Li Xiang nodded, "I know." ”

"No, you don't know, I'm not talking about verbs, I'm talking about nouns." Taro Nagayama shook his head, "Moreover, the unit of quantity is not one, but three. ”

Ha?

Li Xiang turned his head sideways, "Mr. Nagayama, do you know what a riddler is?" ”

"Uh, I don't know." Nagayama Taro didn't understand why Li Xiang said this, where did he see Batman.

"Now you know."

Li Xiang replied casually, ignored him, and walked to the third senior sister.

Left behind Taro Nagayama with a bewildered face.

What do I know? How do you know? What the hell!

After a full ten seconds.

Nagayama Taro understood what Li Xiang meant, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

It's been a long time, and I'm sarcastic about him.

The distance is short.

Soon.

The place where the shield sword monster is worshipped has arrived.

Everyone also saw the essence of this guardian sword spirit.

High above the shrine, quietly close your eyes and sleep.

Just about appearance.

It is no different from a normal shield swordmonster, but its size is ......

The average shield sword monster is up to 1.71.8 meters.

But the one in front of me is roughly estimated to be at least four meters or more!

it!

With such a big size, I'm afraid it wasn't Shimazaki Mie who used the door panel to fight, right?

No wonder no one else can beat him!

Who can beat the door panel!

Countless thoughts flashed through Li Xiang's mind in an instant, and the visual impact of the giant elf was indeed very strong.

"Lord Sword Spirit, the guests have arrived."

Masao Shimazaki walked to the shrine, casually threw the sheath of the sword aside, and said in a low voice.

The one-eyed giant shield sword monster also slowly opened.

It's like a flash of divine light.

Everyone looked at the one-eyed shield sword monster in a daze, but they were not controlled by it, but they were shocked by the emotion brewing in that eye.

Before seeing it.

Presumably, no one would believe that there is such an eye in the world, revealing all kinds of complex and incomprehensible emotions, as if they have traveled through four hundred years of time and space.

Full of memories and stories.

It's like that kind of fan-shaped statistic-like eye.

But.

This feeling only existed for a moment.

"What a powerful spiritual power." Jiang Xiangrou frowned and said in a low voice: "The little elf of the Shield Sword Monster can use spiritual power to control people who are weak in their hearts, and its spiritual power also has the effect of stimulating emotions. ”

"So ......"

"It has just stirred up our own emotions and confused our minds. It's a clever way to elicit our ability to empathize, and it couldn't be better than to use it in negotiations. ”

Jiang Shangrou responded.

Li Xiang suddenly realized, he didn't expect that the spiritual power of the Shield Sword Monster would still be used in this way.

Suddenly.

"Hahaha, the little girl is well-informed."

A voice of indisputable men and women sounded in everyone's ears.

Li Xiang and the others also showed shocked expressions.

"Telepathic ......"

Telepathy is not the characteristic [telepathy], but a means of communicating with the consciousness of others.

Frequently seen in theatrical versions.

It has been used by people like Lucario, Zoroa, Kupa and Shemi.

I didn't expect to meet it here!