Stable Polarized Practice

"So this is ah."

The blue-haired Fu Sangshen nodded suddenly, "My time-space converter can actually overcome such a thick barrier of time and space. No wonder the places where I practice every time are not recorded at all."

"It has mutated over time." The judge said casually.

At this time they had already left the room where the summoning array was drawn. According to the popular science of the god judges, the purpose of the group of people watching was not to see An Ding, but to see the fact that "the summoned heroic spirit was able to draw Fusangshen". It's too abstract, An Ding is a bit half-understood.

But after that, my aunt didn't patiently explain to him anymore. My aunt murmured in a low voice, "Go back and forge your hair while your hand is red", and led her own sword, which is half a head shorter than her, to the time and space compass in the political hall. Walking, the back of the god-inspector's uniform, Kari, rustled. Occasionally, a few political personnel passing by recognized the high-level boss Honmaru, and would secretly take out a mobile phone to take a photo.

—and left the flash on.

There is only one large space-time compass in each Honmaru, including Wanwu, and the halls of various departments of current affairs. It includes almost all reachable time points and coordinates. The small space-time converter, its operation method is also more complicated, at least Anding is not very familiar with the operation method of large compass.

Although he left Honmaru to practice for two years, the master didn't seem to have changed from before. An Ding watched the God Judge adjust the coordinates of Honmaru, waited obediently, and listened to the aunt who was still complaining non-stop.

"California came back from practicing this time, but he has a lot of ability. Now a group of short swords come to him every day to fly, and Tsurumaru is not reserved at all to grab the flying spot with short swords, saying, 'Of course a crane is more like a crane when it flies', It’s just playing with the little dagger! It’s too bad that I haven’t even played with my aunt a few times (whispers).”

stable:"……"

Familiar aunt, familiar Xian, this made An Ding's originally nervous mood a lot easier. After all, I have been out to practice for so long, I will inevitably worry that the God-inspector will care about this matter, and the most important thing is...

The blue-haired Fusangshen's eyes drifted away for a moment. He didn't even come back by himself. The God Judge went to the Government of Time to find someone to summon him... Did he cause a lot of trouble?

Thinking of this, An Ding suddenly felt his head sink, and he was taken aback for a moment before he realized that a big hand was covering the top of his head. Rubbing his hair into a bird's nest unceremoniously, he still said in a lazy tone: "You are coming back now... it can be regarded as a surprise for California."

The time-space compass finally started, and a faint golden light lit up. After a whole day of work, the God-inspector folded his arms and let out a sigh of relief:

"California probably didn't know you were back. He and Mutsu Mori went shopping in Wanya early in the morning. When I left Honmaru, they had already set off, so I didn't tell him that I would bring you back here. One thing... and California also arranged a practice field to test the water in the afternoon, you may have to wait for him to come back at night before you can meet."

As he said that, the judge rubbed his chin thoughtfully: "But why did California bring Mutsumori to Wanwu this time? Doesn't he usually go shopping with them?"

What's more, Mutsu Mori's pure and straight male blade can't give advice on "which color nail polish looks better", right?I knew that Mutsu Mori was steel until the pink and red were indistinguishable!So what exactly does California want to buy by dragging Mutsu to Wanwu?Is California also interested in trendy electronics?

"Huh? Did you go with Mr. Mutsumori?" Auntie was so confused, Fu Sangshen, who had finally picked it up next to her, blinked her big round eyes, pointed her chin with her finger, and replied hesitantly His words: "If Kiyomitsu and Mr. Mutsu Mori are together, I think I can guess what they want to buy."

"Oh, what are they going to buy?" the judge asked casually.

The transmitted golden light finally brightened, and the scene in front of me changed from the spacious hall of Shizheng to the open space in front of Honmaru’s house. My aunt was full of thoughts about what big meal Mama would make to celebrate Yamato Shou’s return today, and her thoughts were still entangled in the food. , he heard Fu Sangshen's soft, juvenile voice.

An Ding said in an extremely normal and ordinary tone:

"It should be to buy a submachine gun."

"……What?"

-

It has been two days since Qingguang returned to Honmaru. According to the owner, An Ding can come back within a week at the latest. It sounds like a short time, but Shi Dao, who is still very anxious in his heart, still feels that the days are like years, almost a languid number To kill time, Horikawa Kunihiro, who was very worried about this, went to Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki, who is good at lively atmosphere, hoping that he could cheer up his lovesick colleagues a little bit.

Then...the direction of the matter made the other blades confused, and Izumi Mori Kanesada, who was accompanying him, stared dumbfounded at the two blades who should not be able to talk together, and suddenly chatted about a topic he didn't understand, and the more they talked, the more speculative they became. The more they chatted, the more excited they became, and at the end they hooked their shoulders together and prepared to go to Wanwu. The only Wakizasa in the Shinsengumi swordsman scratched his hair, and his eyes became kind.

Kunihiro Horikawa watched the two blades leave, and said to Izumi Mori Kanesada with relief, "Mr. California has cheered up. This is a good thing, right Kanesan?"

Izumi Mori Kanesada: "Oh, um, oh... right."

When did California and Mutsu Shou have a common topic?What can they buy when they go to Wanwu together?Izumi Mori Kanesada thought in confusion.

It has been more than half a day since California and Mutsu went out in the morning. According to the unified time of all Honmaru, it is about three o'clock in the afternoon. Some Fu Sangshen whose strength has greatly increased after returning from practice can go out, and the other blades are arranged by their respective god judges to hand-to-hand or fight in the practice field, in order to prevent the swords with insufficient strength from being attacked.

"Why hasn't California come back..."

Izumi Mori Kanesada walked back and forth in front of the space-time compass with his shoulders in his arms: "The afternoon session of the practice field will start soon. If you go too late, there will be no strong opponents to choose from!"

"Well, Izumi Mamoru, don't worry, maybe California is waiting to show up at the last moment and give us a shocking surprise?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga pushed the "COOL" sunglasses on the bridge of his nose with his index finger: " And this is the first actual combat after returning from practicing in California. Of course, we must be prepared to let us see his strength? —— But being able to fly is already a enough shock, I don’t know if there will be others What about the surprise?"

Daojian himself is responsible for the distribution of the practice field in this hommaru. The god judge said "give you the greatest freedom", but in fact everyone is wondering whether it is because the god judge is too lazy, so he just gave it to them Arranged by myself, it seems that this guess is still very possible.

And this afternoon's practice field is a mixed team of fighters including California Qingguang. In fact, as a polarized swordsman returning from practice, California Qingguang should have been incorporated into the very short first team to go out together. , but for the sake of safety, before confirming the strength of California Qingguang, the judge decided to let him follow the practice field for two days first, and determine the more reliable strength value before adding up the problem.

Therefore, Qingguang went to Wanwu early in the morning to prepare for the practice field in the afternoon.

"Oh, isn't it here?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled and waved: "California! We're leaving soon...?"

The tone at the end became lighter and lighter, until a confused and rising questioning tone appeared. The troublemaker who has always frightened others showed a frightened expression, blinked his gilt eyes, and was so shocked that he half-hanged down. Before pushing the "COOL" sunglasses, Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked hesitantly, "California, what are you wearing...?"

Da Dao Fu Sangshen, who came trotting all the way, was taken aback for a moment: "Huh? What am I carrying?"

Honmaru's original knife glanced back, as if he felt that the things he brought were normal and not worth making a fuss at all, Fu Sangshen with red nails said in a natural tone: "It's nothing, it's just two sprinters. It's just a gun."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga: "..."

"I didn't expect that there are so many types of guns, ammunition, and ammunition in Wanwu, and I bought other models." Fu Sangshen, with black hair and red eyes, said with great interest: "Even Gatling is sold, that Lizitou’s usual bazooka is also in stock, I’ve already placed an order, and a dedicated clerk will deliver it to my door in the evening—ah, oops, I forgot to buy sunglasses!”

Da Dao Fu Sangshen belatedly recalled the forgotten shopping plan, Da Dao with red eyes pressed his chin in annoyance: "If you don't have sunglasses, it's easy to be affected by the flames of assault, assault, and guns, but It’s too late to buy now…”

Saying this, the initial sword who had no idea what strange attribute he had awakened suddenly brightened his eyes, fixed on Tsurumaru Kuninaga's "COOL" crookedly on the bridge of his nose, and asked expectantly: "Mr. , can you lend me your pair of sunglasses first?"

……

night.

The space-time compass in front of the department house shone with a golden light, and a mixed team of six-edged swords of various types returned to Honmaru. Kasen Kanesada, who was sitting in the corridor waiting, was refreshed, and pushed the washbasin beside him: "Take off your dirty coats here, and then go to the Daihiro Room for dinner, Yamato Shou'an is back today, California—"

Before he finished speaking, the blade shadow of Honmaru's original sword was gone in front of him. Kasen Kanesada blinked, thinking that the relationship between California and Yamato Mori was really good, then turned his gaze around, and looked at the five empty-faced people on the spot. Fu Sangshen seems to have fallen into the state of a sage.

Thinking that these blades lost to the practice field and got hit, Kasen Kanesada's tone gradually softened:

"It doesn't matter if you lose in the practice field, this just shows that you can still become stronger, as long as you win back next time—"

"No, no, we didn't lose." Tsurumaru Kuninagaki waved his hands with a face.

"...Then why do you have such a shocked expression?"

"This..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyes drifted for a moment, and then he stared again at the purple-haired swordsman in front of him, his eyes suddenly lit up: "By the way, Gexian-jun, do you want to take it with you tomorrow?" Let's go to the practice field together in California?"

"...Yes, yes." Sensing the bad breath, Kasen Kanesada couldn't help taking a step back, with a drop of cold sweat streaming down his forehead: "In addition to California, there should be Yamato Mori who just came back today. They all need to practice Let's evaluate the strength on the spot... is there any problem?"

"No, no, of course not." Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled and patted Zifa Dadao's shoulder: "You will know tomorrow."

Kasen Kanesada: "...?"