[Comprehensive] Sakuramoto

How can there be a sword that doesn't want to become stronger?

To be stared at by pairs of longing eyes.Nezha gave a fake cough: "Hey, it's okay to give you the golden pill, but everyone should do a good job in the future."

At the moment, the swordsmen naturally agreed readily, and made promises one after another.

Nezha took out the gourd that was put in the treasure bag, and handed it to the knife beside him: "Taro, come and distribute it to everyone. There may be some minor problems after eating the elixir, so don't panic."

In order to prevent everyone from flying up like the five tigers retreating, Zhongren thought of a way, that is to find a long rope to tie them all together and tie them to the big pillar in front of the main hall!

Except for Yaoken and Tui who was pulled by him, the other knives were strung together by Huntian Ling, like a bunch of candied haws.

"Oh, I was tied up too." Taro said calmly holding the gourd.

There was no way, Nezha could only take back the gourd he had given out, and gave each blade a pill himself.

Every blade looked very solemn about the little elixir on his hand, and Nezha, who had a dignified face, unconsciously became nervous.

"I'm starting!" As if there was some silent tacit understanding, the swordsmen said this sentence in unison, and then put the elixir into their mouths in unison.

It seems that there is a stream of air flowing to the limbs and bones, and the strength in the body is quickly filled.

One, two, three... all blades step forward!

...and nothing happens.

"Sure enough, the effect will be different every time?" Seeing this, Nezha took back Huntian Ling, and took out the terminal to look at the sword tent.

The first thing he opened was Sankayue who already had the knife account.Survival 630, Strike 360, Defense 360, Mobility 185, Impulse 275, Range Narrow, Kill 150, Reconnaissance 190, Concealment 175, Slot 15.

Because it is a Taidao, the initial value is much more eye-catching than the short sword's medicine research and retreat, so at first glance, Nezha still thinks that Sanriyue is strengthened most is the useless knife slot.It was only later that it was discovered that what really increased the most was life.

Nezha then checked Bie Dao's knife account, and found that the value of all knives was five times the basic value and ten times the survival.

"Why... ah, I know!" Nezha flipped his hand, and another gourd that was exactly the same appeared in his hand, and he swept his consciousness into the gourd, and sure enough, there were only 35 elixir in it.As for the bottle distributed to the knives other than Tui, there was not a single grain left, so there seemed to be something wrong when the elixir was just distributed, and it turned out that the number could not be matched.

The elixir of the two gourds is different, and it is likely to be different from the one that Yaoyan ate.When Nezha realized this, his first reaction was that the little boy lied to him and gave him fake medicine.However, although the effect of the 'fake medicine' is a little different, it is also very good. Nezha knew that it must be that Xiaodaotong was unreliable and took the wrong medicine.

The matter has come to this point, and there is only admittance.Not everyone can digest Laojun's elixir one by one like a monkey grandson. If swordsmen eat this pill, it will take a hundred years to digest the medicine's power conservatively.It is temporarily impossible to take another pill with a different effect.

"This is fate." Taro sighed deeply, whose maneuverability was higher than that of the transformed short knife. The maneuverability of 85 was what he dreamed of, but compared with the maneuverability of other blades with more than three digits, he was still at the bottom of the maneuverability value.

Jiro, whose maneuver value was 5 points less than Taro's, comforted him and said, "Brother, don't be sad, just look at the sword tent at Ishikirimaruden!"

Ishikimaru standing nearby: "..."

Taro: "... Jiro, that's too rude."

"Ah, sorry sorry!"

Taro, who reprimanded Jiro for being impolite, secretly glanced at Kanishikirimaru's knife tent, um, mobile 65.It was a strange feeling that he was comforted. Sure enough, was he also infected by the world?

The rapid increase in ability, followed by the desire to fight.It just so happened that today's battle and other daily classes were not done, and everyone actively requested to play.

Already accustomed to his current strength, the chief valet Yaken cruelly dismissed their request: "Everything is arranged according to the table."

The knives on the wheel who played or practiced today were ecstatic, while the byes were wilted like eggplants beaten by frost.

Today, Tsurumaru, who was only arranged by the insider, tore off the sleeve of Candlestick Cut, who was still the cook today: "Guangzai, let's go to the school tagait."

Candlestick cut eyes seemed to light up in an instant.

"Huh? Where are Tsurumaruden and Candlestick Kiriton going?" Jinjian muttered strangely when he found the sneaky two blades.

An Ding, who was standing next to him, heard this and turned to look: "That's the direction of the school grounds."

A word to wake up the dreamer!

If you fail to line up, you can go hand in hand!

Almost at the same time, all the remaining blades ran towards the school field!

Except for Taro, Jiro, Ishikirimaru, and Tonbogiri, the other knives disappeared in one go!

Ah, no, there are still two blades, and the return is in Yaoken's hands.Honmaru's only retreat is a crazily added point to maneuver, but it seems that too much is added at once. He can't control his body very well, and he has to leave the ground after taking two steps.

Nezha saw that Yaoyan not only wanted to pull back, but also had to frantically fish for those lively little tigers, so he said, "Why don't I help Xiao Tui train."

"Are you coming?" Yao Yan was a little surprised.Nezha had joined hands with them before, but when Nezha got excited and didn't control his strength well, the knives would be shot away by him, and he even broke several defensive magic weapons. They have moved.

"I will be careful." Nezha is actually thinking that now that the swordsmen have eaten the elixir, they have improved a lot compared to before, and they should be stronger, so they won't be blown away by him at every turn... right?

The school grounds were full of knives, so Nezha and the others did not go over to grab a seat, and trained directly on the square in front of the main hall.

Yaken loosened the grip on retreating.Not even daring to move.Nezha suddenly grabbed Tui's hand and led him to run wildly in the square.

Nezha's speed was not fast at first, but when he was sure that he still had the strength to retreat, he began to speed up slowly.

"Ah! We're about to hit it!" Seeing the pillar in front of him, Nezha didn't slow down, closed his eyes and yelled in fright.

"Open your eyes!" Nezha whispered.

The obedient subconsciously obeyed the order and opened his eyes, and saw the pillar right in front of his eyes, and then a huge force came from his arm, and he was swung in a semicircle, narrowly avoiding the impact.But Tui kept screaming in fright.

Yao Yan watched Nezha tossing and turning with the back, and gradually got off the ground and showed a gliding posture, and couldn't help feeling a little envious in his heart.Then he shook his head quickly, shaking off the momentary depression.He carried the five little tigers back to the side, and said as he walked, "Okay, let me help you train you, little ones."

"Ow!"

"mum!"

Because I am not used to it, I am at a loss. After gradually getting used to the feeling of galloping in the wind, I can control my body slowly, and the expression of fear on my face has smoothly changed into excitement.

"Hahaha! It's fun! One more lap!"

Nezha turned his head and looked at Tui, who was usually shy and introverted, and laughed heartily because of the joy of flying. Suddenly, the ragged Wuhu Tui seen in the dungeon flashed in front of him, crying and pointing his blade at the marching army.The movements of the body subconsciously paused, and the two people who were leading them slammed on the brakes, almost being thrown out: "Wow!"

"Sorry, sorry." Nezha retreated to the ground, and Nezha asked him with some embarrassment: "Is your hand okay?"

"No, nothing." He waved his hands hurriedly, his face with small freckles was slightly red, very cute, he said a little shyly: "I, I like the feeling of flying. Very, thank you very much Third Prince."

"Thank you. Would you like to play for a while?" Nezha was a little uncomfortable by Tui's serious thanks, scratching his face and changing the subject.

"No, no need." He waved his hands and refused, the smile on his face faded, and he hesitated to speak.Facing Nezha's questioning gaze, his eyes were overflowing with worry: "Actually, if there is anything, the third prince can talk to me. Ah, I'm sorry, I don't want to discipline anything, I, I ,sorry……"

"What, did you see my unhappiness? Is it so obvious?" Nezha let go of his strength all of a sudden, his shoulders slumped.

Nezha took Tui to the side of the stairs, and said to Tui: "Actually, it's nothing. I just remembered what happened in the underground of Osaka Castle. I don't understand why there are so many of you? And you can be summoned at will, if you don't meet someone who loves you, isn't it very pitiful?"

"Because we want to preserve history. This is our mission." Looking into Nezha's eyes, Tui said, it was a rare time for him to have the courage to express his views: "I am very lucky to meet such a good man as the third prince." I am also very lucky to be with Brother Yiqi, Brother Yaoyan, and everyone. However, we are swords, and our job is to maintain history and fight with the retrograde army. Although, although it may be a bit too much to say, we It's just a distraction..."

Speaking of this, he lowered his head to avoid Nezha's eyes: "For the sake of fighting, the sacrifice of the spirit will not affect the original spirit..."

"What stupid things are you talking about!" Nezha interrupted him loudly.

"I'm sorry!" He stepped back and immediately apologized, holding back a little tear in his eyes.

"You all have your own memories and thoughts about what is the spirit of the soul. If it is the one I know who wants to sacrifice for some soul, it is absolutely not allowed! I will never agree!"

Nezha's words shocked Tui, and he raised his head suddenly.

"Although the Xiao Tui I know looks the same as all the five tigers, and even loves to cry, but I only like you. It doesn't matter whether you have other spirits or the original spirit. , is not as important as Xiao Tui, only Xiao Tui is my friend." Nezha said to Tui solemnly.

With a "wow", he threw himself on Nezha and cried loudly.