Su Chen glanced at his Nichirin Blade again.
Ten thousand alpacas instantly stampeded through his mind.
Fuck! I have to say, the Nichirin Blades Haganezuka forges really do break easily!
Su Chen had definitely used his Nichirin Blade correctly just now, so the only explanation was Haganezuka, the swordsmith!
No wonder Tanjiro's sword keeps breaking. You're the culprit, Haganezuka.
Next time, no matter what, Su Chen would forge one himself!
Su Chen tightened his grip on his Nichirin Blade.
The pressure was immense.
Now, with a broken sword in hand against a badly wounded Shinazugawa, his chances of winning were slim.
"What's wrong? Can't laugh anymore?"
Blood trickled down Shinazugawa's cheeks, making his scar-covered face look even more savage and terrifying.
At that moment, Shinazugawa felt utterly exhilarated!
It had been ages since he had fought someone to his heart's content.
At first, he had worried that Su Chen wouldn't withstand his relentless, stormlike attacks.
Now, it seemed that worry was unnecessary. His opponent's resolve and ability were probably no weaker than his own.
That meant he could go all out!
"Hahaha!" Shinazugawa laughed wildly.
He raised his left arm, the veins on it visibly bulging.
The Wind Hashira gripped his Nichirin Blade, the coiled, dragonlike muscles in his arm rapidly flexing.
Shinazugawa looked excited.
If the feel of that last strike had been right, Su Chen should already have been injured by his sword energy.
If Su Chen took just one more hit, Shinazugawa was confident he could send him off the fighting stage!
Shinazugawa shook his head, gathering strength in his legs. "Su Chen, you're strong. Unfortunately, this match is already over!"
"Is that so?"
Su Chen spoke with extraordinary calm, neither servile nor overbearing.
At the same time, he tightened his grip on his broken blade.
He