It had to be said that Sanemi Shinazugawa really was gifted at Wind Breathing.
So gifted that this Breathing Style seemed practically tailor-made for him.
From meeting Kuang Jin to training here with Igarashi now.
All told, only about two months had passed.
Yet he had already trained Wind Breathing to the second level.
And of that time, probably less than half had actually been spent on his Breathing Style.
After all, when Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen first began training, they spent most of their time building basic physical conditioning.
If their physical fitness was too poor, training in a Breathing Style became correspondingly more difficult.
Sanemi had not spent nearly as much effort strengthening his basic physical fitness as the other swordsmen.
All one could say was that Hajimi was built like a little tiger.
He was not particularly tall, but his bones and muscles were excellent.
That saved him quite a bit of time on basic training.
Xia Xi reckoned that in another month or two at most, the boy would probably master Total Concentration.
Meanwhile, over on Shinazugawa's side.
After unleashing a storm far more violent than Yan Zi's with a single slash, he put away his Bokken.
He glanced at Yan Zi.
Although he said nothing.
The upturned corners of his mouth and the smugness in his eyes had long since given him away.
For a moment, the Street Girl was so angry that her grip on her sword tightened.
The two children had become rivals of sorts.
For some reason, Yan Zi simply did not want this junior brother of hers to leave her too far behind.
Much of the time, it seemed to be a matter of pride.
She worked hard to catch up with Sanemi.
But in truth, Hajimi was far more talented