In the brief moments the two exchanged blows.
Several ninjas had already arrived nearby, one after another, and watched from a distance.
"Just what kind of helper did the young master bring this time?"
"Idiot, he's a rogue ninja, not the young master anymore!"
"Hey, where did your Uzui Family find someone this powerful?"
The ninjas lowered their voices, discussing it in whispers.
Yet none of them intended to step in.
It wasn't that they didn't want to help Fūma Ichimei.
Rather, the battle between these two had already gone far beyond anything they could interfere in.
If they rashly entered the fray.
They would probably be killed the instant they made a move.
Another unstoppable combined slash came.
Xia Xi dodged Fūma Ichimei's ninja sword.
But the tip of the blade held in the big dog White Fang's mouth barely scraped Xia Xi's haori.
It sent a string of sparks flying.
The Dawn Hashira muttered, "This [Pre-Initiative] doesn't seem to work as well on dogs as it does on people..."
Across from him, Fūma Ichimei was practically staring his eyes out.
Wait... my ninja sword isn't blunt!
How could it not only fail to cut through his coat, but even grind sparks off it?!
Was this thing really that hard?
"Outsider, you haven't hidden iron plates under your clothes, have you?"
Xia Xi brushed off the haori he had made himself.
Flexible metal fibers, scarlet crimson wire, and the high-strength fabric used in ordinary Corps uniforms were mixed together...
Then woven using old man Urokodaki's [Sewing] skills and the Rengoku Family's ancestral [Haori Technique].
Within the Demon Slayer Corps, this was a high-end handmade luxury item issued only to the Nine Hashira.
Weaker slashes and demons couldn't even break through its defenses.
"Scarlet Crimson Technology. Never seen it before,