Mt. Sagiri Wolf Howls—seeking recommendations and collections
Mt. Sagiri.
As the sun rose, Tanjiro greeted Nezuko, who was still deeply asleep, and began another day of training.
Sakonji Urokodaki's instruction was terrifyingly strict!
However, Tanjiro had been at Mt. Sagiri for nearly two months now. He had gradually begun to adapt to Urokodaki's training rhythm and was even finding it increasingly manageable.
Urokodaki's training was actually very methodical.
Under normal circumstances, he would first explain the theory, then demonstrate it, then have Tanjiro practice alone, followed by sparring that was essentially a test.
At night, Tanjiro would write in his journal and review everything he had learned that day.
Moreover, Mr. Urokodaki's lessons had their own rhythm. He taught from simple to complex, focusing on a particular point of knowledge over a set period of time.
Two weeks ago, Mr. Urokodaki had mainly taught him the "Wrestling Festival." No matter what posture he was in, he had to be prepared to land.
Because during battles with demons, the terrain, environment, a demon's strength, and even the weather were often beyond one's control.
The purpose of wrestling training was to ensure that no matter how or why he fell, he could get back up immediately and continue fighting.
It could save his life!
This week, he was learning the Breathing Technique and things resembling forms.
This was truly too difficult. After a week of study, Tanjiro still had not mastered the proper method of breathing.
Perhaps this really was the difficult part. Even after a week, Urokodaki was still constantly instructing, correcting, and explaining.
Today, as usual, another day of training began.
"Nezuko, Big Brother will definitely work hard!"
Tanjiro habitually used his little sister to encourage himself.
But just then, Tanjiro twitched his nose. The next instant, he felt as