Battle Rokuro

Kujo Tachibana watched as Rokuro, his mouth dripping with fresh blood after just finishing his tofu pudding, slowly approached him.

His heart tightened involuntarily!

If I can't beat him, I'll be eaten too, right?

Watching Rokuro draw closer, Kujo Tachibana steadied his nerves and cast aside the distracting thoughts in his mind.

He bent his knees, hunched his waist slightly, stepped back with his left foot, and rested his right hand lightly on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"Breathe..."

Adjusting his breathing, he assumed the starting stance of his family's swordsmanship—Iaijutsu.

He stared with absolute focus at Rokuro, who was five meters away!

In the void, the Line of Interval connecting him to Rokuro emerged spontaneously, the lines dancing in the air and mapping themselves clearly into Kujo Tachibana's mind.

Seeing Kujo Tachibana gripping his sword, Rokuro frowned and stopped in his tracks involuntarily.

The moment this human boy gripped his sword, he actually felt a hint of a threat!

It was as if taking one more step forward would result in him being sliced into a pile of fragments.

This absurd thought ignited an inexplicable rage within Rokuro!

"How could a bug-like creature possibly hurt me!"

With a furious roar, Rokuro charged toward Kujo Tachibana!

His sharp fingernails, like the claws of a ferocious tiger, slashed viciously toward Kujo Tachibana's face!

Watching Rokuro erupt with speed and reach him in an instant, those raised claws seemed as if they would tear into his face the very next second.

"Hoo..."

In this moment, time seemed to slow down in Kujo Tachibana's eyes.

Rokuro's strike, which should have been impossible to react to, became incredibly sluggish.

Kujo Tachibana's gaze locked tightly onto the joint on the inside of Rokuro's elbow!

The next instant, the Line of Interval emerged!

"Now!"

The Iaijutsu technique, honed through years of training, allowed Kujo Tachibana's draw speed to far surpass Rokuro's in that split second.

The long sword in Kujo Tachibana's hand surged from its scabbard like a furious thunderbolt, slashing toward Rokuro's elbow in a flash!

The blade sliced through the flesh and blood on the surface of the elbow like a hot knife through butter, meeting no resistance whatsoever.

The edge precisely avoided the hard bone, slicing through the ligaments and cartilage connecting the joints.

Kujo Tachibana exhaled a breath of stale air, sheathed his sword, and stepped back to defend.

The next second, Rokuro's arm fell away at the elbow joint, landing right where Kujo Tachibana had been standing a moment before.

Strangely, the wound on the severed arm looked rather eerie.

The flesh wound was perfectly smooth, while the bone inside had come away cleanly along the joint.

Seeing his own severed arm, Rokuro's pupils constricted instantly!

The subsequent pain from the arm sent Rokuro into a burning rage.

By now, Kujo Tachibana had already retreated a step, putting himself outside the reach of Rokuro's arm.

Rokuro instinctively lashed out with a side kick toward Kujo Tachibana's head!

However, before Rokuro could even lift his leg, Kujo Tachibana had already sensed the shift in his muscle tissue through Sword Heart Clarity.

Kujo Tachibana moved in tandem, leaning his head back.

The long sword in his hand swung from bottom to top, unleashing a slash into the air before him!

Rokuro's leg arrived first, only to strike the blade of Kujo Tachibana's sword with his ankle!

The long sword sliced smoothly into the left side of the flesh on Rokuro's ankle, and after a slight resistance, emerged from the right side.

Kujo Tachibana glanced at Rokuro's right arm, which was already beginning to regenerate.

His eyes narrowed; this growth rate... is it almost catching up to the Upper Moons in the show?

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Could this Rokuro's Blood Demon Art be like Upper Moon Three Akaza's, strengthening the body to boost combat power?

Thinking of this, Kujo Tachibana didn't press his advantage; instead, he turned and ran toward the woods outside Peace Town while Rokuro's foot was still regenerating.

Although he appeared to have the upper hand for now, only he knew the truth!

With his speed and strength far inferior to his opponent's, he couldn't afford a single mistake!

Moreover, this guy Rokuro hadn't even used his Blood Demon Art yet!

Aside from his final trump card, he could be said to have unleashed one hundred and twenty percent of his combat power.

Watching Kujo Tachibana flee for his life, Rokuro was stunned.

"He's actually running away?"

The veins on Rokuro's face began to bulge violently!

This brat, who didn't even know a breathing technique of the Demon Slayer Corps and possessed such pathetic strength, had just toyed with him like this?

The raging fire in Rokuro's heart burned away the last remnants of his reason.

At this moment, he saw nothing else; stepping on his severed leg, he followed closely behind Kujo Tachibana!

After Rokuro left, Fujiwara Naoto, the only witness to this battle, finally snapped back to reality.

Looking at the severed hand and foot on the ground, he let out a series of exclamations!

"Sugoi!!"

"What an incredible swordsmanship, to be able to sever the joints of an enemy at such high speed!"

Although Kujo Tachibana's performance left Fujiwara Naoto amazed, he still didn't believe that Kujo Tachibana had any chance of winning against this demon.

Beyond the fact that Kujo Tachibana was not a member of the Demon Slayer Corps and did not know any breathing techniques, there was one even more critical reason.

If I'm not mistaken, the sword in this swordsman's hand isn't a Nichirin Sword... Fujiwara Naoto thought to himself.

If one doesn't use a Nichirin Sword to sever a demon's neck, the demon simply won't die!

Even if its hands and feet are severed, they will just keep regenerating!

Until this swordsman's stamina is completely exhausted.

At this moment, Fujiwara Naoto seemed to foresee the swordsman's end...

Fujiwara Naoto stood where he was, his expression shifting for a moment before he picked up the Nichirin Sword of his fallen comrade.

Carrying two Nichirin Swords, Fujiwara Naoto headed in the direction Rokuro had gone, his face set with determination!

Outside Peace Town, in the woods.

Kujo Tachibana took a deep breath, turned around resolutely, and gripped the sword left behind by his father, facing the demon before him.

The reason Kujo Tachibana had led Rokuro here was not because he truly intended to run; given Rokuro's speed, he had no chance of escape anyway.

Only by fighting to the death could he find a glimmer of hope.

And there were two reasons for choosing this forest.

First, the forest would restrict Rokuro's explosive speed and strength, which was more advantageous for him, having mastered Sword Heart Clarity and being able to sense changes in the surrounding environment at all times.

Second, it would prevent their battle from accidentally harming the residents of the town.

As Rokuro slowly approached Kujo Tachibana, he suppressed his rage and mocked him with a hateful voice:

"Run! Why aren't you running anymore?"

"You life as lowly as a crawling insect!"

"I will crush you like I would crush a bug!"

However, missing one shoe and a sleeve, Rokuro looked somewhat disheveled, making his harsh words feel rather out of place.

Kujo Tachibana did not like to talk trash while fighting; he simply held his sword with both hands, facing Rokuro in silence.