The knife was drawn, I thought one hand would be enough to swing freely, but now that it appears, my thoughts are too naïve. (8) (1) Chinese Ω 『Δ Net'.81.

This big knife with a length of about 1.8 meters is not what I am now, and I can play with one hand at all.

It definitely weighs no less than an ordinary adult, and if I hadn't had so much spiritual training, it would have been a struggle just to pick it up with its sheath.

Moreover, this big knife with a length of about one meter and eight meters is only about three fingers at the widest point, which directly breaks the traditional theory of building a knife!

I'm even a little worried about whether this knife will snap all at once.

However, after a few flat lifts, I now, let alone broken, it doesn't even show the slightest sign of falling.

Looks like I'm overthinking.

So, I began to figure out how to try the knife, whether it was horizontal, diagonal, or vertical.

Seeing this, Harold hurriedly said, "This place is too narrow, let's go out and try the knife." ”

I gladly agreed.

As Harold left the arsenal, I saw him pull out the lock and start locking the door, and I couldn't help but laugh, "Are you so sure I'm going to pick this knife?" ”

Harold locked the door earnestly and said, "That's not true, it's just that the space here is too small for testing knives." ”

"Looks like you've got a place in mind?"

"Hmm," Harold replied, locked the door, and tugged on the lock twice, then turned to me and said, "Go to my guild's training ground." ”

Harold's guild is a large guild, and although it is not as powerful as the five major guilds, it is no less famous than any of them in Ari City.

Ari City is the name of the town where I currently live, and the general name of the entire city.

Like the other four major towns, Ari City has a myriad of small and medium-sized side towns, each with its own name, but when put together, they can only be called Ari City.

The guild to which Harold belongs, called the Valiant Guild, has branches in every branch of the entire Eri City, which is why the Valorant Guild is no less than the other five guilds.

The headquarters of the Valiant Guild is in the capital of Ari City, which is the one where I currently live.

Geographically, the area where his headquarters is located is next to two other guilds, one is the Golden Flame Guild and the other is the Rose Legion.

"How does it feel to be sandwiched between the two strongest guilds?" I asked him.

Harold said absentmindedly: "It's not bad, in this way, the distance between my guild and the strongest guild will get closer and closer." ”

I was happy and said, "I'm quite optimistic." ”

With the guild leader leading the way, I, a stranger, naturally entered with a swagger.

It's just that where their eyes are fixed, it's not me, but the big knife on my back.

I've finally found another of its strengths.

This big knife is like a high flagpole, stuck on my back, so that people can admire and "watch".

I suddenly remembered a game called Warcraft I played in my previous life, in which the green-skinned orc who claimed to be the Sword Master seemed to have a similar thing on his back, but the pole on his back was a serious tribal flag, and mine was a bare "fake".

Walk through the gate, through the corridor, to a gate at the end, push open the gate, in front of you, is the training ground of the Heroic Guild.

The training ground is huge, twice as large as the playground used to be in school.

There are many different types of training equipment on the training ground, including archery targets, wooden figures, single parallel bars, and bunkers...... Why does it look more and more like a sports meeting?

On the training ground, more than a dozen people are training separately.

Two archers and two musketeers were practicing long-range shooting, three warriors were striking wooden men with wooden swords, and several magicians were constantly working on their magical skills, but there were no priests.

I asked Harold, "Why don't you see the shadow of the pastor?" Don't they need training? ”

Harold said: "The priest's biggest role is to assist the team, to heal the wounded members, to heal the dying fighters, to minimize the losses of the team, so they don't need to come here for combat training, on the contrary, I think they should learn and strengthen their healing magic in the study room." ”

I nodded: "That makes sense, so it seems that these members who are training on the training ground are all new rookies?" ”

The sound was not loud, but it was still heard by adventurers with the tip of their ears, and soon I felt several very unfriendly glances.

Harold said: "The new members are still learning about combat experience, and those present are all regular knitting fighters. ”

No wonder they glared at me, I had just mistaken my identity.

Immediately afterward, I was amused by their attitude, what old bird has not been honed all the way from the rookie period, if it were not for those ridiculous and embarrassing combat experience, how could he have achieved the strength he is now?

Besides, what's wrong with saying that they are rookies, compared with real masters, which of them is not a rookie?

Who dared to stand in front of the legendary elven female warrior and shout to her: "I am the most awesome warrior, you are just a trash!" ”

Then she greeted her ancestors and family in various ways.

I estimate that within a second, the man will be chopped into sliced hams.

A guy who feels that he is out of the masses with a little strength, even if he is a genius, can only be regarded as nothing more than that.

Accompanied Harold to the wooden man's practice area: "You can try the knife here." ”

After saying that, he walked away and stood at a distance to see me.

Slowly pulled out the big sword in a strange posture, and the black blade looked more black and charming under the sunlight.

I gazed greedily at the black light on the knife for a while, and the sensation hit me again: this knife is so beautiful!

I couldn't help but sigh again.

The long knife is in hand, and it is difficult to wield it with one hand, so I chose to hold the handle with both hands.

Then, like swinging the fishing rod, one of my arms was raised high, and the big knife, which was about 1.8 meters tall, was erected high, like an antenna, more like a lightning rod.

I secretly decided in my heart that as long as it was raining, I would definitely not go out with this knife, it would be too thunderous.

Behind him, there was a faint whisper from the group of guys who were training.

I guess they've paused their practice and stared intently at the big sword in my hand.

After all, it is rare for a warrior to wield a sword as long as a flagpole.

At this moment, I felt like a dancing monkey.