Stable Polarized Practice

"Isn't it? In California, you went to the lord to apply for cultivation?"

Izumi Mamoru Kanesada cut off the spider-like bony limbs of Di Wakizashi with one sword, stepped sideways on the sandy ground suddenly, taking the opportunity to attack the enemy sword, the sight was blocked by the swirling dust, "Ha! Blow the sand! Can't see Here we go!"

"Hey? Really, Mr. California, did the lord agree?" Asked curiously by Wakizashi Fusangshen.

A snow-white sword light suddenly pierced out of the dust curtain. Horikawa Kunihiro held the wakizashi in his hand and slashed from bottom to top, cutting off a row of ribs under the enemy's chest, and then the enemy's head They also flew out sideways, and the two vibrating swords of the earthwork team fluttered with cherry blossoms, and together they cut down the time-traveling army of the first team with such force: "Two swords open your eyes!"

"......No."

California Qingguang stepped on small high heels, carrying his body knife that was no longer useful at this time, glanced at his fighting colleagues, and kicked the stone under his feet in a not-so-good mood:

"My lord said that there is a shortage of practice quotas granted to each Honmaru by current affairs, and priority should be given to short knives with obvious advantages in practice. Let me wait a little longer."

Qingguang looked down at the beautiful red nails. Although the nail polish he applied was smoother and smoother, he still felt that the nails painted by An Ding were cuter... In fact, the cute thing is that the guy treated him like an enemy, "You can't paint it on." The distressed attitude of asking for "over the edge".

And even if the lord gave such an explanation, it seems that he missed something...

"California is also going to practice? If you are not in Honmaru, can Yamatomori still think about coming back! One by one cough, I mean, the number of practice places in Honmaru is limited, and we need to give priority to the development of extremely short fathers, you wait for the red scarf first Da Dao Fu Sangshen raised his head, and glanced enviously at Zheng "Er Dao opens his eyes!Open your eyes with two swords! "The sword of the earthwork group in the middle, the thumb stroked the smooth knife.

I really miss the time when I fought side by side with An Ding, but it’s a pity that they are all swordsmen, and they can’t open their eyes with two swords like Izumi Shou and Shirokawa... It would be great if An Ding could also open his eyes with two swords. Will not feel tired!You can definitely defeat all the enemies with Sakura Fubuki, and you will never appear in a state of yellow face and red face!

Da Dao Fu Sangshen, who was wearing red nail polish, thought sourly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Alas, I really want to open my eyes with An Ding.

"That Tian Spider Mountain?!!"

"Isn't this the mission my junior brother just received yesterday?" My wife Shanyi tugged at her blond hair, with a broken expression on her face: "Since they are all missions in one place, why do we have to go separately! We are clearly together If I leave, Junior Brother can still protect me, why!!!"

"...Even if we act together, it doesn't have to be the same mission, right?" The eldest son of the Zaomen family froze for a moment, then rubbed the tip of his nose and thought for a while: "There may be many ghosts in a mountain, Even if Shanyi wants to act together with his junior brother, they may separate when the task is carried out."

"Then I can ask my junior brother to help me with the task!" A blond senior brother said confidently: "The junior brother is very strong! He can completely complete his own task and then help me with the task!"

Kamado Tanjiro: "...

"What, Tanjiro! Don't look at me like you're looking at a bug! I'm really weak!" Being stared at by a companion looking at some tiny creature, my wife Zenitsu couldn't help but go crazy Holding the knife tightly in his arms with tears:

"What I said is true! I'm really super weak! I survived because my junior brother has been protecting me before: otherwise I would definitely die in the final selection: I was eaten by a ghost! The ghost is obviously Such a scary thing, right?! It’s normal for me to be scared, right?!”

"Zenyi..." Tanjiro said earnestly and patted his little friend on the shoulder: "Even if you are a senior brother, there are times when you can accomplish something on your own. If you always rely on the junior brother, it will cause trouble for the junior brother."

"Hey?" The blond crying bag with tears in his eyes froze for a moment, "What, what do you mean?"

"That's what it means." The boy in the green plaid jacket lifted the wooden box containing the most precious thing, and carried it on his back:

"If you always trouble your friends with things you can do, you may be hated."

"One by one, but the younger brother is the younger brother, so the younger brother won't hate me!"

The blond boy ran non-stop, accompanied by Inosuke's dislike of "Monyi, you are so noisy", it still did not delay him from continuing to soar his high-pitched voice:

"Junior brother will not hate me! Absolutely not! Even if you always think I am noisy, even if you always want to protect me, even if I push you to do things yourself...

"Tanjiro! What should I do! Junior brother won't hate me, right? He really won't hate me, right? But he won't let me touch his fluffy head this time! Even if he was beaten before, he can touch it How fluffy? Does my junior brother hate me? What if my junior brother hates me?!"

...Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ahh ""

I just talked about the truth that my mother taught me not to trouble others easily, and I didn't expect Tanjiro who caused my little friend to be so nervous: "..

Tanjiro: "Sorry, Zenitsu, I didn't expect to make you so uneasy, but..."

The head of the kitchen door stopped first, and looked up at the mountain covered in ominous fog:

"...we've arrived."

"What is this? Spider silk?"

Cutting off the silk thread that was pulling the hands and feet of the swordsmen of the Ghost Slayer Squad, An Ding twirled a spider thread that was so thin that it was almost imperceptible and looked carefully: "It seems to be harder than steel wire...

"...Huh? What?"

The team member who had just been saved hadn't reacted yet: "Fa, what happened? Just now my hands and feet suddenly moved by themselves..."

"Oh, it was manipulated by silk threads." An Ding said without any surprise. After all, Di Wakizashi is in the form of a spider, and such tricks as spitting out silk are leftovers, so the first team member was caught by the spider silk. When entangled, An Ding keenly detected something was wrong, and decisively cut off the possibility of causing the team members to kill each other.

"I'm going to follow the direction of the spider's thread to kill the ghost who manipulates the thread. Be careful not to be controlled, or cut off the manipulating spider's thread in time." With faint blue fluorescent eyes, he looked in the direction where the silk thread was tightened:

"I'm looking forward to that ghost's head, hehe."

Murata, who has almost understood what "like a crazy murderer" means: "..."

This description is really apt enough, when he is normal, he is a thin, delicate, sick and weak boy, how did he manage to take on a strange and strange aura in an instant?I don't even dare to look at this guy's eyes, it smells so bloody!Scarier than ghosts!

"You, you, do you want to go by yourself?" Murata swallowed nervously, and asked the ghost hunter in the blue hair suit who suddenly became excited and violent in his voice: "We haven't injured anyone yet, all of us are injured." In a state where we can fight, we can be together..."

"Get there before that ghost escapes." An Ding turned his head and glanced at him strangely: "Are there any of you who practice the breath of thunder that focuses on speed?"

Murata: "..."

Murata: "...No, there are not many users of Thunder Breathing. Most of us are practicing Water Breathing."

"Your maneuvers are too slow, you will be escaped like that." An Ding pulled out the wakizasa covered with blue lightning patterns, pulled the spider silk with his left hand and twisted it a few times to completely straighten it, and then stretched along the spider silk He jumped up the tree suddenly in the direction of the tree, and after thinking about it, he turned his head and gave a worried order:

"I will kill that ghost as soon as possible, you have to be careful not to be attacked."

The blue-haired Fu Sangshen stepped on the tree, and the dim blackness of the night almost covered his entire figure. He could only see the cold blue light like the pupils of a beast at night blinking and blinking, accompanied by the eagerness to try. With a slightly excited tone:

"This mountain...has the aura of five heads."

"So why is it described as 'five heads'..."

Murata nervously held the Sunlun Saber in his hand, feeling that his palms were almost wet and slippery with sweat, and he couldn't hold the handle of the knife, nervously walking through the perilous mountain forest.

One by one, even though they were warned to be careful of being attacked, and even the most weird and unpredictable ghosts that could manipulate silk threads fell silent, their team still dispersed.

Suddenly, many monsters with human-headed spider bodies sprang out, and they could shoot poisonous arrows from their mouths, and the bodies of the players who were attacked would even mutate!Many team members who have never encountered blood ghosts were caught off guard, and their team of more than ten people was immediately defeated. Murata escaped from the danger by chance... because he stepped on the air and rolled down the hillside. Far……

The situation in this mountain is really terrible. It needs Zhu Qian to solve the problem, right?

Murata carefully hid behind a tree back, nervously observing the situation ahead, but did not find that behind him, a hand was slowly stretching towards his shoulder...

"Wow ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

……

"shh one by one"

Tanjiro Kamado quickly put up a food sign to tell him to be quiet: "I am Tanjiro Kamado, a member of the Gui Slayer Team, and I am here to support you!"

"Gui, Gui level?" Murata, who was in a cold sweat, repeated it, and then said with some mixed feelings: "The situation in this mountain cannot be handled by Gui level, and it will be useless to have more Gui level! Unless you and It’s the same as that scary Gui-level—now I need to come to Zhuqian!”

"Pillar?" Tanjiro froze for a moment.

"But wait one by one?" Tanjiro, who was about to say something, suddenly stopped, he sniffed with a hesitant expression, and then sniffed close to the bewildered Murata:

"Huh? You have a faint smell of pig iron... I remember this smell is from Junior Brother Shanyi"

"What?! Junior brother!" The blond senior brother who was wondering "Does my junior brother hate me?" suddenly looked over: "Do you know where my junior brother has gone?!"

Murata: "Huh? Ah? What?"

"What a weak head?"

An Ding shook off the blood stained on the wakizashi suspiciously, stood next to the ashesed corpse and scratched his hair:

"Obviously the ghosts encountered in the first mission are so strong, but the ghosts here are so weak?"

And the gap is too big, right?Is there something wrong with the peach-red haired ghost, or is the ghost here strangely weak? Confused, An Ding tilted his head, and rubbed his index finger against Wakizawa's scabbard.

"However... I feel that Wakizashi is very easy to use. If this is the case, can I also open my eyes with two swords?"

Fu Sangshen, who was exuding blue, touched the patterned white streamer on his forehead to protect his forehead, and sighed silently in his heart.

I really want to open my eyes with Qing Guang.