Bab 150: The Temple

As they opened the gates of the Menryo-ji temple, a gust of warm air hit them, and a scene that belonged to another world was revealed.

Monks of all ages, from the youngest boys, to the oldest men. And each armed with a wooden polearm, with a spherical weight at one end to imitate the weight of a spear point.

And they trained with the utmost discipline, entirely in time with one another, as they let loose the various stances of the form that they were practising. It was an incredibly complicated display, and one that Gengyo could not dissect too much, despite the amount of spear training he had undergone.

A spritely pair of youths duelled each other aggressively off to one side, though both had a smile on their faces, as though this was the one thing they truly wished to be doing.