How to use the god judge[Comprehensive]

Due to Candlestick's hard work all night, Honmaru's meal this morning was extremely rich, directly comparing with the monotonous sakura pancake last night.

Regardless of whether it was for the purpose of cleaning up the black history, in short, the juvenile appraiser ate quite happily, and almost stuffed the whole person into his exclusive big bowl; fortunately, his body is not so small , at most, he ate and turned into a pretty face again.

Fu Sangshen couldn't help imagining that if he really became about the size of a hamster, holding food bigger than himself, eating and eating non-stop, and finally stretched into a round and unable to walk, killing It is estimated that the power will rise to another level!

"?" Being watched by such enthusiastic eyes, Mayumi Sakurai put down the bottomed bowl, tilted his head and looked back.

——This kind of unconscious cuteness is a foul!

Relying on stronger self-control ability than others, Yiqi Yizhen stepped forward to wipe his face with a handkerchief, and asked about today's schedule by the way.

"Let's go fight a few matches first, and improve your combat power." The young god judge glanced at the few swords and swords present, and remembered their performance in battle, and there was something similar to "you guys" in his eyes. Probably the worst class I've ever led" kind of sentiment.

They couldn't help but feel sad—the fighting power of the master, the God Judge, is too strong, and in a certain sense, it is also very distressing.No one would believe the fact that Fu Sangshen could not beat the interrogator!

"Because there may be a few hard battles in the future." Looking at the unrequited eyes of Fu Sangshen, Mayumi Sakurai mistakenly thought that they felt that the training was too hard and did not want to go, and explained seriously: "You follow me By your side, you will meet that person again sooner or later, so at least you must have the ability to protect yourself."

These words are very straightforward, but the central idea contained in them is that you are too weak.

The fusangshen who had been hit twice didn't know what expression to put on, so they just put on a blank face, cleaned up the kitchen, and followed the judges to the hands.

On the way, they also saw Taro Taidao wielding a hoe in the field.Although he was doing such a rough job, he didn't damage his image at all. On the contrary, because of his dusty temperament, the scene looked as beautiful as a picture scroll.

The god judge was just about to say hello to him, but the blue-haired Taidao next to him seemed to be sighing, and made a sound first, "Mr. Taro seems to be very suitable for such a job, and I believe a batch of food will be harvested soon."

Speaking of food, Mayumi Sakurai immediately dismissed the idea of ​​asking him to go with him, and looked eagerly at the land where the seeds had been sprinkled, as if he had already seen the scene of a bumper harvest.

And the rest of the Zhenfusangshen who saw the essence through the phenomenon, empathized with the Odachi and mourned silently.In this Honmaru, if you offend anyone, you can't offend the Hall of the First Phase, otherwise it's easy to not even know how to die.No, it should be said that they will be completely banned from contacting the God Judge, that would be more torture than death!

Therefore, the image of Odachi diligently plowing the land seems to be a tragic hero in their eyes, and even the rolling sweat is more sad than tears.

After arriving at the hand field, Mayumi Sakurai found that the group of people behind him seemed to become even more depressed, and even Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was always full of energy, was so listless that he almost hunched over at this moment.

"Tsuramaru will be my first opponent." He decided to encourage the opponent in his own way, so he pulled out the long knife at his waist and smiled behind the raised blade, "If you fight, you will be motivated , if one game is not enough, then fight until you are happy!"

——No, I'm not happy at all, I don't really understand the brain circuit of a battle madman.

Fu Sangshen in white felt a bit of a headache, but he couldn't shirk when he was called, so he held the handle of the knife with his hand, raised his hand, and said with a calm smile: "You can only attack at the pace that each other likes." It takes effect...!"

The unfinished lines ended with a "duh—" and the long wooden knife had been inserted into the wall behind him, only half of the stem and handle of the knife were exposed.If he hadn't dodged in time, the vibrating knife might have penetrated into his shoulder.

Although it was very powerful, he still felt speechless for the god judge's behavior of throwing the knife as if it were a flying knife.

"Hey, I haven't heard that you can fight like this."

"No matter what, as long as you can kill the enemy and use it smoothly." In order to leave him enough time to react, Sakurai Mayumi ran over and drew out the knife, and passed by him when he came back. , kindly reminded: "Don't hold the mentality of a competition, but act as a real fight. I really wanted to kill you just now."

He spoke so lightly and his expression did not change, but it made people feel chills for no reason.Now, no matter how cute his appearance is, he can't conceal his fighting spirit, and those blood-colored eyes are almost shining.

——It’s so beautiful that it makes people’s hearts beat wildly.

"This will make it even more difficult for people to start, Lord God Judge." With a long voice and a coquettish tone, the white-clothed Fu Sangshen spoke lazily with a smile, but the blade was reflected in his eyes. Cold light, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a harmless feeling.

"But in order not to make you sad and disappointed, I have no choice but to be more serious. Be careful not to be frightened by the real sword technique."

The last syllable disappeared in the loud noise of the blades colliding, and their figures were quickly entangled together.Although Mayumi Sakurai was able to unleash three swords in a row within the time of one move by Tsurumaru Kuninaga due to his speed, and he could switch positions to find the right timing, but he was still blocked by the flowing swordsmanship for a long time, even close to him. There is no chance.

"This seems to be the first time I've seen this guy get serious. Even when he was fighting Taro Tachi before, he would take advantage of our cover and be lazy from time to time." Candlestick couldn't help but feel a little emotional, and at the same time knew that the other party's doing so meant What.

——The Inquisitor is more powerful than expected.According to the strength of the opponent every time, he will show the corresponding strength, that is to say, no one has seen how strong he can be.

And the most important point, the God Judge is not good at using knives at all. If he throws away this unsuitable weapon, then his strength will probably reach a new level, right?

Such an opponent is simply the most terrifying existence. Fortunately, they are not on the opposite side, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Just when the candlesticks were thinking about things, the duel in the Tekai field had become a scene where Tsurumaru Kuninaga was running away with his head in his arms.No matter how serious he was, he couldn't really fight the god judge as an enemy; not to mention, he was not as strong as the opponent in terms of physical strength, and he would inevitably fall into a disadvantage after a long time; It's because he can't even run away.

"I'm tired, I can't compare." He simply sat on the ground, ignoring the wooden knife that slashed across his neck and took away a few hairs, and opened his eyes to try to feel innocent, "Don't look at me like this, I have already He is a very old man, his arms and legs can't stand long-term exercise, and now they are so sore that they can't move at all."

——Why didn’t I hear you say that you are an old man when you are doing things, and now you come here to suffer? !

The fusangshen who are about to fall into the same situation are full of sense of crisis, especially when the interrogator nods his head to release people, they are even more afraid of meeting his eyes.

"Speaking of which, it seems that there is a way to simulate a battle now!" Candlestick racked his brains and finally found a way to save everyone, so he stood up with the halo of the savior and explained: "It is the training method introduced by the Government of Time , when Fu Sangshen’s training level is insufficient, various values ​​can be increased in a safer way. Most importantly, multiple people can train at the same time, eliminating the need to wait on the sidelines.”

The last sentence was obviously meant for Mayumi Sakurai. After all, if he had to fight one by one, it would probably take until evening to practice all of them, and the efficiency was really poor.

"Ah, it sounds really good." "Go and try it!" "It seems very interesting, it will be more motivated than normal sparring!"

Fu Sangshen agreed one after another, for fear that the interrogator would disagree with the proposal.No matter how you think about it, if you fight against a machine, you will be much happier than the current situation.

——If you are unilaterally crushed by a young god judge, both your body and your mind will suffer irreparable damage!

As soon as Mayumi Sakurai nodded, he was surrounded by them and walked towards the clerical room. The atmosphere was like a festival, and he almost set off two hanging whips to celebrate.

In fact, except for Ichiki, who is an agent of clerical work, and Horikawa Kunihiro, who often does housework, no one else has ever set foot in this place.When I came in, I first saw the bookcases and a large number of books placed against the wall, and then I saw various high-tech products that were shining.

And what Candlestick is talking about is the new technology recently issued by the government of time, which is placed in the most conspicuous position, and the package has not even been opened.

"It feels like glasses..." After the black-haired Wakizawa helped to take it apart, he picked up a pair of glasses and looked them over and over, trying to find the switch.

"Here is the manual." Lanfa Tachi pulled out a thin piece of paper from the bottom of the box, and while reading the text on it, reached out to adjust the link between the glasses and the machine.

The Government of Time has equipped each Honmaru with a terminal that can be connected to the Internet, but it is usually used for simple operations such as receiving emails and uploading documents. This kind of networking training is the first time.

When the entire space was covered by the image transmitted from the machine, everyone went forward to get a pair of adjusted glasses and put them on, and found a seat to sit down according to the instructions in the manual.

Just when everyone was immersed in the novelty, Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was closest to the machine, stretched out his hand, fiddled with it a few times quietly, and transferred the originally set network duel training to the horror game channel, and then As if nothing had happened, he went around to sit beside the judge.

——In life, it still needs some scares to be more interesting.If the child is afraid of ghosts, that's all the better.

He thought happily, but his eyes suddenly went dark, as if the whole person fell into a small dark room, only a small window above his head still emitted a faint blue light.And beside him, there were no judges or any other gods around him, and he was just sitting there alone.

He knew it was virtual, but he was able to reach out and touch the wall, the cold, uneven touch was also very real, and he could even touch some dust and dried blood.

There is the sound of cold wind whistling beside the ear, blowing on the dilapidated window, pushing it to make a toothache sound of "creaking".I don't know if it's an illusion, but he heard a "slap, click" sound coming from nowhere, it's like the leather shoes fell on the ground and stepped on it lightly, grinding out the liquid from things like flesh and blood.

Then the sound of footsteps sounded again, step by step, walking along the long corridor, and stopped before passing by his door.The man seemed to have taken the key out of his pocket, and while humming an inaudible song, pushed it into the keyhole.

Turn it once, twice, and then finally there is a "click" sound after the third turn.The originally closed door was slowly pushed open, and cold blue light came in from the gap, and then gradually widened. A shadow stood inside, pulled into a strange length by the light and shadow.

"Number 237, it's your turn for treatment." The man's voice was low and hoarse, and there was an intrusive smile that couldn't be ignored.He looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was sitting on the hospital bed, wearing only a blue and white hospital gown, as if he was looking at some delicious food, with a strange light shining in his dry eyes.

Fu Sangshen, who was a little confused about the situation at first, now understands the routine of this game. This is basically the hospital version of the horror battle royale.

In short, I have to find out the situation, and then go to find my companions, but...

Looking at the scene with only shimmering lights, he felt that his physical and mental exhaustion had reached the peak——throwing the Taidao into such a dark environment again, isn't this too tormenting?Don't be careless and jump directly on the opponent's weapon, then the game will be over.

It was rare to be in such an interesting place, and he didn't want to be the first one out.But thinking about the other two sword strikes, he felt a little gloating.

They don't know why they fell into this environment, they must have panicked.It's a pity that I can't see that kind of picture.

While thinking, he got out of bed slowly, put on his slippers, and walked into the corridor with the man in the white coat.

The surrounding scenes were just as he had imagined. The blue light above his head was the emergency light, and the surrounding walls were covered with coagulated blood radially.However, when he walked past one place, he clearly smelled fresh blood, as if he had just passed through a unilateral massacre.

"It's just that the nurse accidentally knocked down a batch of plasma." After noticing his gaze, the man smiled coldly and gave such an explanation.

They soon came to the door of the operating room. Before opening the door, he seemed to hear a familiar voice screaming.