[Comprehensive] My god judge is scary

With an attractive bet, most of the swordsmen came to the hand room with high spirits.

But there is still some hesitation.

Yizheng said: "Is it not good to do strenuous exercise after meals?"

"..." Yao Yan rubbed his chin, thinking that it seems to be the same, "For humans, it seems that strenuous exercise will affect digestion, and even worse, they will get sick."

"!!!" The knives were shocked, and they began to persuade the judges, "It's better to forget it, tomorrow, no, tomorrow's words will become after breakfast...#%@*!" They fell into a deadlock of thinking for a while .

Edgar was very calm, and walked into the room first: "Regardless of whether my physical fitness will cause illness, I don't think you will cause a strenuous exercise." He stood in the center of the room with his hands He hugged his chest and said so confidently.

"Then, general, I'll come first!" Standing at the door, Hou raised his right hand high, and registered first by virtue of his position and maneuvering at the front. After receiving Edgar's nod, he proudly gave Afterwards, a show off radio wave was sent.

He stepped into the hands-on room, chose a wooden short knife modeled after himself from the knife rack on the left, and made a gesture towards Edgar: "I am a knife that is classified as an armor-piercing weapon, general, be careful!" Bending down slightly, he launched an attack with a sprint.

In the blink of an eye, he came in front of the god judge, but he was surprised to find that: knowing that the dagger has a very close attack range, the man still folded his arms and had no intention of pulling away, even Only then did he realize that the owner was not wearing any protective equipment, but was wearing that gorgeous dress that seemed inconvenient to move around, and he could faintly detect the cut marks of the fabric in the middle of the chest after high-value detection, and more importantly, , the master didn't even have a wooden knife hanging around his waist, he didn't hold a weapon from the beginning!

It was probably because the man just stood in the middle of the field and relied on his overly strong aura to attract their attention to his own existence. The knives present did not notice this at the first time.

Hou was already close, but he hesitated because the master didn't take any protective action: Even if the general is indeed as strong as he said, will he be unable to move a lot due to the wound, thus affecting his strength?

However, after such a moment of hesitation, the short knife in his hand was pulled out of his hand by the wooden blade.

"!!!"

Hou hurriedly jumped backwards in horror and retreated, and then saw his inquisitor throw the wooden knife upwards lightly, the small knife spun in the air and fell, and then the handle of the knife was easily caught by his slender fingers, and then, in his hand Once again, he slammed towards himself in a straight line with force. I don't know how hard it is to throw such a knife with almost no arc!

This process was extremely fast, and Hou only felt that the short knife was thrown out of the power of a light cannon, as if a shell bombed towards him in an instant.

"!"

He simply took a big step to the side to avoid the trajectory, and moved cautiously towards the knife holder behind him, facing the judge.

However, Edgar didn't continue to attack him, he just stepped forward quickly and "嗙——!" He caught the wooden knife thrown by him with a loud sound, and Houwei trembled again because of the sound: if he was hit, At least it must be a slander! ?

Seeing that the god judge had no intention of approaching, Hou hurriedly took another wooden dagger imitating himself, and reassembled his posture.

During this period, the god judge played with the knife in his hand again. Compared with other short knives, the thick blade is thicker and shaped like an awl, but it can still dance lightly in the hands of a man. Some are jealous of wooden knives.

Seeing that Hou was just staring at himself and didn't attack for a long time, Edgar communicated with him: "The initial hesitation was because I was worried that I didn't have a weapon? What a good boy~" If the two were standing next to each other, they must have started rubbing by now He raised his head, "But it doesn't matter if you don't have a knife. Look, it's enough to grab it from your opponent?" As he said, he threw the wooden knife again, and after catching it, he successfully played a sword flower.

"Wow, the master is really good at swordsmanship and swordsmanship, I really want to be held in my hand (?)..." The short knives who were watching excitedly sighed.

It's not that they don't trust the words of the god judge, but because of his current physical condition, they are not sure that the god judge can really use powerful tricks.However, as short swords, they can really feel that strong strength!

During the discussion, when he looked into the field again, he saw that Hou had been disarmed and was hugging his master's waist, while the God Judge was holding two wooden knives side by side, beating his head with the hilt.

The short knives asked Yiqi who had been watching to find out what happened. Yiqi glanced at them helplessly and began to describe to them.

It turned out that in the follow-up rehearsal, Hou once again took the lead in attacking with his own speed advantage. However, after getting close, he threw away the knife in his hand before even the interrogator could react. He reached out and hugged his master...

"... Envious, jealous." More than half of the Dagger Group pouted after hearing this.

In fact, Edgar could react, but Hou's sudden hug made him almost cut off the short knife in half for self-defense. Yes, with his strength, even a wooden knife can do this, so After pausing for a second to restrain his impulse, seeing that there was no murderous intent, he let Hou hug him.

"Throw away your weapon during the battle, I will treat you as a suicide choice." Edgar tapped the dagger on the head with the handle of the knife again.

"...It hurts, it hurts, I was wrong! But the general is so strong that he can't beat him at all." As Hou said, he burrowed into Edgar's arms, so he was beaten by Edgar in this position. Jia took him out the door, and was dragged out by the short knives.

"Then, I'll do it next." After the interrogation of the Short Knife Group started and the surrounding knives were distracted, Sanriyue approached Edgar and said in a low voice, "For the sake of welfare, I will do it very quickly. with effort."

So, when the knives detected the movement, the two of them had already started fighting.

"...The insidious old man!"

"...!" San Riyue turned a deaf ear to it, and concentrated on making a single strike and drawing a knife.

The blade slashed straight at Edgar's soft and unprotected abdomen. His eyes were sharp, and it was obvious that he was putting all his strength into the battle.

"Welfare or something, are you sure you will serve people?" Edgar was far less serious than him, and easily backed away a few steps to avoid his attack, and chatted with Sanriyue leisurely, "Look at the little girl on the forum We chatted, and I heard that you need help dressing yourself—"

Sanriyue was not disturbed by him, and quickly hacked repeatedly, from left to right, right to left, and then from bottom to top. Edgar finally stopped chatting while dodging, and was forced to retreat step by step.

Seeing that he was about to be cornered, he pulled out the wooden knife that was on the shelf by the right wall of the Handai Room. He didn't even know the type of the knife, so he picked it up casually to resist the movement of San Riyue.

It seems to be a counterattack in a hurry, but in fact it reveals casualness from beginning to end.His swing seemed to be effortless, like swinging a dagger, no, it was like swinging a fan, but San Riyue was defeated by this seemingly light counterattack, and retreated to another corner of the house. Just like the approach he made to Edgar at the beginning.

……

In this novice Honmaru, Sankaiyue is the only sword that has been used six times. In addition, as a Taidao, he is already a high-level fighter. However, the attack of such a swordsman is lightly blocked. , and even forced to retreat.

What shocked the onlookers even more was that the sword picked up by the god judge-it was a big sword!

Although the material is wood, ordinary wood is obviously not used for the special training of men with swords. The weight is basically the same as the real one, and it is very heavy. In addition, the blade is extremely long. Although the hand room is not small, it is obviously extremely unsuitable for Odachi swords. In indoor battles, it is also inconvenient to wield it, but the god judge easily pulled out and swung it. From this, it can be seen that his arm strength and wrist strength are already stronger than those of the men with swords present.

This shocked them, who had always regarded the God-inspectors as having extremely powerful spiritual power and being very good at swordsmanship, but weak in physique.

After all, although they are willing to obey the orders of the god judges, the sword men are at least one of Fusangshen, even if they have a low godhead, and they are still a member of the gods.

——Not to mention that the target is the owner whose wounds may open even if he hugs him hard.

Among the shocked onlookers, Candlestick Che seemed relatively calm, so under questioning, he replied: "...During the time I was cutting my hair, I had the experience of being held down by the master and unable to move at all. .”

"You should have said it earlier," Akashi shrugged, "Although I didn't want that benefit at first, I still wanted to 'bully' the master with force."

He pointed to Edgar who patted the back of his knife on the shoulder of the opponent because of Sanriyue's surrender, and said, "How could this kind of monster survive..." He seemed very disappointed, so he was going to sneak away.

However, it was destined to slip away, Edgar seemed to be enjoying the fight, so he named Akashi and Sosan to fight together.

Everyone thought that being the only sword that had been forged, it should be something to play, and they all pushed Akashi into the hand room from behind.

……

Still lost quickly.

……

The fact that they are far weaker than the master they want to protect naturally makes the swords very unwilling. They rise up and even fight together.

As a result, the battle with the god judge in the hands-on room gradually changed from one-on-one to one-on-two, and even all the short-knife raids, and finally the siege with all the knives together. Edgar was indeed the same as before. As said, there is no defeat.

His previous wooden Odachi had already been broken in half by him in a certain hand-to-hand fight, and was finally thrown into the wall as a long-range prop. Now he is holding a sword.

Seeing the knives around them all collapsed on the ground without any image, it seemed that they couldn't get up for a while, and they couldn't challenge again.Edgar played with the knife briskly for a while, then threw it back to its original position.

Seeing that the god judge fought all the knives so easily, several knives showed expressions of lovelessness.

Edgar was amused by their rich facial movements, and comforted them: "Now your level is too low, and you can't use your true strength to fight so embarrassingly." Once comforted, "I will rely on you to take care of each of you when you are all level 99."

Some of the knives who were touched by the spirit blushed and "hummed" a few times, and some shouted loudly, "Leave it to me when the time comes!", which obviously benefited from this comfort.

……

The post-meal digestion exercise ended in this way, and Edgar exercised his muscles and bones according to his plan contentedly and sweated, and happily prepared to take a bath.

The knives also got up one by one, ready to go to the big bath to wash off the dust.

Seeing this, Edgar invited them, "Why don't I go to the big bath too, and let's take a bath together?"

The knives stopped immediately after hearing this, and Akita and Hou even hugged the god judge's thigh to prevent him from going to the public bath: "Master/General, just wash it yourself, don't worry about us——!"

"Okay." Edgar was not disappointed when he was rejected, he waved his hand and went upstairs to take a shower.

They actually rejected the host's invitation, and a few knives were a little bit regretful, but because they were easily defeated by the god judge, their hearts were full of complicated emotions.Moreover, they were afraid to approach the master for a while, and they planned to hold a review meeting immediately. It would be a shame if the master listened.

In addition, there are a few innocent knives that indicate: I am not ready to meet my master so intimately and frankly - but I don't know that I have already been seen through by my own gods with mental power from the inside out. Even the skeleton has been scanned.

……

Edgar came to the bathroom, cleaned his body very carefully, and studied the supernatural energy on his chest carefully for a while. The energy was very weak, but it could not be covered by his mental power. Really restraining his ability, in addition, there seems to be an unknown force immersed in it, is it caused by traveling through time and space, or is it a mutation related to the spiritual power of the swords?

Indeed, it is impossible to "take out" the spiritual power of such an action and the spiritual power in the knife can be mixed and fused. The two powers are not trade-offs, but can complement each other. Think it has something to do with the energy in my wound...

There was no change in a short period of time, so Edgar could only keep this in his heart and check it in detail when he had research equipment in the future.

……

After taking a shower, Edgar suddenly faced a major and urgent problem.

——He doesn’t know how to wear a kimono...

If I had known that I let a knife help when I released the water, Edgar regretted it briefly for a moment, but considering that he would lose to a few babies, he couldn't bear it even if he pretended, so instead of releasing the water, he would listen to the fox's words in the future. If you want to help, you can appoint anyone as your servant.

In the end, Edgar, who didn't understand the principle, took the kimono as a bathrobe, put it on casually, and tied the belt loosely. He was very glad that he was not a woman, and he still remembered that There are also women's kimonos with at least nine layers in the store.

Thinking this way, he sensed that the knives had gathered in the hall and did not disperse, probably because he had spent too long studying the body and hadn't announced the disbandment before.

So he walked into the hall and was going to explain to the swordsmen the plan he had just thought about, which was going to be formally carried out tomorrow, and after saying good night one by one, all the activities for today would end.

However, as soon as he entered, he was greeted with a "warm welcome" that he didn't expect. Several coats were thrown over his head and face. He didn't notice the hostility, so Edgar didn't dodge it. Clothes were thrown back to them one by one, and Zongsan was already standing very close to him while he was blindfolded.

Zongsan closed the two pieces of fabric of his kimono tightly with soft but strong force, and then squatted down to fasten his belt.

Edgar was used to receiving personal care, and he didn't care, but Yiqi on the side blushed and said: "Master, please don't go out in such a dress!"

"However, the master's figure is still very good, thin but tall, and the wound on the chest exposed is not hideous, but it has a strange beauty." Sanriyue and Yiqi Yizheng passed each other, together Going to Edgar's side, he picked up some kimonos that Sosan had just straightened up, took the opportunity to touch the God Judge, and immediately jumped aside, adding again, "I can't go out, but it's not bad to wear it in Honmaru."

However, Edgar did not fight back or tease him for this behavior as Sanriyue imagined, and he was frank and didn't care about being touched.

He thinks that his body is perfect, that it is a matter of course to be admired and appreciated by others, and there is nothing to hide.

Zong San, who was in charge of tidying up, responded by closing the clothes of the judge again as if obsessive-compulsive.

On the other side, the more conservative Yizheng was naturally taken aback by Sankayue's frivolous actions like an old hooligan/crossed out, and asked for a response from his companions, seeing the same blushing Kurigara and Yamabuchi, he also felt very happy to have a sword that agreed with him.

However, after seeing his younger brothers and Candlestick, who was covering their faces and at a loss, discussing topics such as "the master's figure is really good!", he felt desperate and fell into darkness.

——My younger brothers seem to be old drivers, what should I do!

——The education of underage (nearly a thousand years old) children should arouse the attention and attention of the authorities!

In the first issue, Yizhen was thinking like this, and said that he wanted to contribute to the Trial Forum.

The author has something to say:

One issue, one shock: They are still just children! (Scream.jpg)

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