The attack by Lower Rank Six caught the attention of Teiichi, who was watching from afar.
That's quite original!
The sudden acceleration startled Muichiro slightly, and he quickly raised his Nichirin Blade with both hands.
Clang!
The blade collided with his fist, Muichiro's hands holding the sword sank slightly.
Then the Nichirin Blade was pressed down by the fist and continued downwards.
The attack was too powerful; was it impossible to block?
Muichiro thought this, his hand movements changed rapidly.
The Nichirin Blade slid to one side like a swimming dragon, skillfully guiding Lower Rank Six's attack off its original trajectory.
Whoosh--!
The fist whistled past, bringing with it a scorching wave of air, accompanied by a hissing sound of flames.
Muichiro narrowly avoided the fatal blow.
However, even so, his shoulder was inevitably burned by the aftershocks of the flames.
The Demon Slayer Corps uniforms quickly charred under the licking flames, revealing the reddish skin beneath.
Seeing that his attack, though unsuccessful, had still caused damage, Lower Rank Six's smile widened even further.
This was the first time he had managed to inflict damage on Muichiro in their two battles yesterday and today.
A burning pain radiated from his shoulder, but Muichiro didn't have much time to check his injuries.
He moved his shoulders slightly to make sure there was nothing seriously wrong, then gripped the hilt of his Nichirin Blade tightly with both hands again.
" Mist Breathing - Sixth Form - The Lunar Dispersing Mist!"
Before he could finish speaking, Muichiro had already transformed into a pale blue afterimage.
The Nichirin Blade, enveloped in a cloud of smoke and mist like a thin fog under the moonlight, slashed swiftly toward the Lower Rank Six.
The dark blue flames gathered once more on Lower Rank Six Six's fist.
The clanging sound rang out again, and the clash between the two became increasingly fierce, with sparks flying with each collision.
Because the attack had been effective, in this battle, Lower Rank Six Riku's attacks were almost always accompanied by a burst of flames accelerating behind his elbows.
In addition, there were occasional disturbances from vines.
This put Muichiro in a state of complete suppression for a time.
Although he narrowly escaped Lower Rank Six's attacks each time.
However, the flames that accompanied the fist could not be completely extinguished by the Nichirin Blade.
Muichiro's burn wounds gradually increased.
Arms, chest, abdomen, thighs...
No blood flowed from his body, but his clothes became increasingly tattered.
His breathing became increasingly labored.
Teiichi watched quietly from a distance, with no immediate intention of intervening.
Unless an attack occurs that could cripple or kill Muichiro, Teiichi has no intention of intervening.
If I can manage things this time, but not next time, what should I do?
What should I do if I encounter other opponents I can't defeat in the future?
You have to rely on yourself for everything.
and.
This ghost isn't entirely invincible.
Although he is stronger than Muichiro in both speed and power.
But reality isn't a game.
Having strong attributes doesn't guarantee a win.
As long as you can keep up with your opponent's speed, you can't say you have absolutely no chance.
On the battlefield, the fighting continues.
Muichiro twisted his body to dodge the incoming fist.
However, the flames on the fist could not be completely avoided.
The sizzling sound of flames burning came from my abdomen again.
This is the umpteenth time he's been injured.
Muichiro was so engrossed in the battle that he had no time to pay attention to his injuries.
I felt a burning pain all over my body.
Despite his whole body aching, Muichiro felt less pain.
Clang!
He swung his sword to block the vines that were lashing out again, his gaze calmly fixed on Lower Rank Six before him.
A dark blue hue permeated Lower Rank Six's entire body, with the most striking area being his raised fist.
The flaming fist grew larger and larger in Muichiro's eyes.
Muichiro's pupils suddenly lit up.
With a slight turn of the wrist, the breathing between the nostrils subtly changed.
" Wind Breathing - Fifth Form - Cold Mountain Wind!"
The blade moved swiftly from back to front, making a semi-circle motion.
A massive Wind Blade appeared alongside it.
Clang!
The Wind Blade collided with the fist, producing a piercing explosion.
The next moment, a gust of wind swept out in the direction the Nichirin Blade was being swung.
Muichiro's Wind Breathing technique was only recently mastered and its power was not yet strong.
However, it is still possible to disperse flames that don't even have a physical form.
The flames that were originally falling towards Muichiro were quickly blown away and extinguished by the strong wind.
A gust of wind swept by, blowing Lower Rank Six's hair wildly backward.
However, he paid no attention to any of that, his gaze fixed on the Demon Slayer in front of him, a hint of astonishment in his eyes.
Wind Breathing?
Didn't he use the Mist Breathing before?
I have two Blood Demon Art, so the opponent has two Breathing Style?
Is this even possible?
Ignoring what Lower Rank Six Riku was thinking, Muichiro moved quickly.
" Wind Breathing - First Form - Dust Whirlwind - Slash!"
The tornado, lying horizontally on the ground, swept towards the Lower Rank Six.
Lower Rank Six didn't have time to think about anything else; the dark blue flames gathered again between his arms as he charged forward.
far away.
Seeing that Muichiro had used the Wind Breathing, Teiichi eyebrow slightly.
Wind Breathing could indeed be used to deal with this Blood Demon Art, but...
It's already difficult enough; if they switch to a Breathing Style that's less familiar to you, won't it be even harder to win...?
On the battlefield, the wind howled and Wind Blade raged.
Lower Rank Six's once-proud Blood Demon Art has been greatly weakened by Muichiro's skillful use of Wind Breathing, and can now only be used as an auxiliary means of acceleration.
Nevertheless, Lower Rank Six still holds a significant advantage.
After all, his speed and strength are still greater than Muichiro's.
Muichiro was merely using the Wind Breathing, which was weaker than his Blood Demon Art, to prevent the flames from harming him further.
In his confrontation with Lower Rank Six, Muichiro primarily relied on a defensive strategy and evasion, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Clangs and crackles echoed across the battlefield.
As time went on, Muichiro's breathing became heavier and heavier.
Muichiro's gaze was fixed intently on Lower Rank Six's figure.
While the Wind Breathing can prevent injury, is it not enough to kill Lower Rank Six...?
No, it's not that I can't use the Breath of Wind Breathing Wind Breathing; it's that I'm not good at it.
That's why it's like this.
In other words, to defeat Lower Rank Six, one still needs to rely on the Mist Breathing...
The battle continued, and at one point, Muichiro's hand flipped once more.
" Mist Breathing, Fifth Form: Sea of Clouds and Haze!"
The surrounding air seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, and thick clouds instantly condensed, turning the battlefield into a hazy ocean.
Finally, the Demon Slayer in front of me stopped using that annoying Wind Breathing.
Lower Rank Six's lips couldn't help but curl into a smile.
He was familiar with this move.
Flames quickly gathered around him and then erupted outwards.
As the flames swept across, the clouds quickly faded.
However, before the clouds had completely dissipated, light voices rang out again in the forest.
" Mist Breathing, Fifth Form: Sea of Clouds and Haze!"
The clouds surged in again, and seeing this, Lower Rank Six did not hesitate, and the flames surged once more.
" Mist Breathing, Fifth Form: Sea of Clouds and Haze!"
Flames surged.
" Mist Breathing, Fifth Form: Sea of Clouds and Haze!"
Flames surged.
" Mist Breathing, Seventh Form: Oboro!"
flame...
No!
No, that's not the move!
Lower Rank Six's body began to spin rapidly.
His eyes searched around in the clouds before him.
However, the Demon Slayer Demon Slayer to be completely invisible in the mist, yet it also seemed to be everywhere.
rub!
The sound of a sword ringing out came from behind, and Lower Rank Six's pupils widened suddenly.
There was no time to turn around, so I could only crouch down as low as I could, hoping to dodge the blow.
Whoosh--!
Muichiro gazed calmly at the half-head that had flown into the air.
Wasn't his neck cut?
But it doesn't really matter; not everyone can fight based on physical instincts without using their brain.
There was no way he could dodge the next blow.
The Nichirin Blade was sheathed again.
Then.
Cut it off!