[Whoosh, whoosh.]
Amid the roar of rushing water, the clang of blades colliding rang out without end.
From Sweetheart's perspective, Clown and Tanjiro's afterimages crisscrossed together.
The red glow emanating from the former's heart and the azure streams created by the latter reflected off one another within her sight.
Terrifying blade strikes collided and canceled each other out.
From time to time, visible shockwaves erupted, tearing apart the ground and walls around the castle gates and leaving behind savage, long gashes.
[Clang!]
No one knew how long it had lasted, nor which exchange this was between them.
Tanjiro Kamado suddenly halted his assault under that blow and staggered backward repeatedly, leaving one deep footprint after another in the concrete.
"So strong!"
Feeling the numb, aching web between his thumb and forefinger, Tanjiro's heart grew incomparably heavy.
What he had just used was Water Breathing's Tenth Form: Constant Flux.
It allowed the water to take the form of a Divine Dragon, spiraling and surging along with the blade. The more rotations it made, the stronger the slash became.
Yet that strangely made-up man across from him had suppressed his blade from start to finish with nothing more than a Flower Sword.
Still, Tanjiro felt as though he could see traces of Wind Breathing within the other man's Swordsmanship.
It was simply that his movements were still focused primarily on the Flower Sword's thrusts. Perhaps that was why they did not produce illusions of swirling winds.
Looks like I'll have to use Sun Breathing.
Tanjiro Kamado sighed inwardly.
Sun Breathing was incredibly powerful, but it also placed a considerable burden on the body.
If he had not already reached adulthood and his body had basically matured—
And if he had not previously injected the Perfect Type I Cell Strengthening Serum, greatly improving