Thump!
A crisp impact sound rang out on Cape Ashizuri, and two figures flashed in and out of Cape Ashizuri.
Each collision produced a crisp thud.
Muichiro's gaze was fixed on Teiichi's figure, and it was clear from his relaxed movements and expression that he was not using his full strength.
Every sparring session with his master made him realize the chasm that stretched between them.
Although I have made great progress over the past year.
But the rate at which this gap is narrowing seems to be completely different from what I expected.
Is it because my master has never used his full strength against me?
Or has the master also made great progress in the past year or so?
Muichiro didn't think any further, but instead whispered:
" Mist Breathing - Sixth Form - The Lunar Dispersing Mist!"
Smoke erupted instantly, enveloping the entire battlefield, and Muichiro's figure disappeared into the smoke.
As smoke enveloped the battlefield, Teiichi's movements ceased.
His eyes were slightly lowered as he gazed quietly ahead.
The next moment, a blade flashed and slashed down.
With Teiichi flick of his wrist, he swiftly brought the wooden sword in his hand to the ground.
Thump!
Wooden knives collide.
Muichiro also used a wooden sword.
To everyone's surprise, Muichiro became the first person after Teiichi and Gyomei Himejima to master the Wielding the Heavy as Light.
Teiichi had also thought about it.
Perhaps it's a matter of mindset.
Muichiro is still young and innocent, and his amnesia has caused him to lose interest in most things.
For these reasons, Muichiro was exceptionally well-suited to practicing the art of Wielding the Heavy as Light.
He mastered the art of lifting Wielding the Heavy as Light after only a little over a year of practice.
And now, like Teiichi, he has begun to practice Lifting Light as Though Heavy.
Teiichi was somewhat worried that he might master the Lifting Light as Though Heavy" even before Ding Yi did.
Before he could even finish thinking, another strike was already upon him.
" Mist Breathing - Fourth Form: Horizontal Slash!"
Teiichi skillfully swung his sword to block the attack, then abandoned defense and launched an offensive.
The wooden sword was raised, then quickly brought down.
Thump!
An even deeper, duller thud followed.
Muichiro involuntarily lowered his body, his arms trembling slightly.
The difference in physical fitness cannot be easily bridged by skill alone.
Without giving Muichiro a moment to catch his breath, the wooden sword was raised again.
Thump, thump, thump... thud!
After several thuds, a slightly different sound finally rang out, and then Muichiro's figure flew backward.
"Cough cough..."
After landing, Muichiro help but cough a few times, then slowly stood up and walked back.
Teiichi smiled and said, "Not bad, you've withstood one more blow than last time, and you can already withstand the twelfth blow!"
Muichiro nodded calmly; the improvement in strength that ordinary people would always be happy about and pursue did not stir any waves in his heart.
Teiichi, "Alright, as we agreed before, you can now withstand more than ten cuts. You're ready to graduate!"
Upon hearing this, Muichiro immediately raised his head and looked at his master, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
Since losing his memory, aside from spending a short time at the Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters at the beginning and spending some time on missions later, he has...
He spent the rest of his days by his master's side.
Now, hearing that I'm about to graduate, I can't help but feel uneasy.
Muichiro hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked:
"May I continue my training with my master?"
Upon Teiichi, Teiichi chuckled softly and reached out to ruffle Muichiro's hair.
"I have nothing more to teach you. From now on, just follow the steps and practice diligently! Besides, fledgling eagles always have to leave their parents and live on their own!"
Upon hearing this, Muichiro silently lowered his head.
His long-term interaction with his master taught him that although his master was easy to get along with, it was difficult for others to overturn his decisions.
"By the way, when you attend the Hashira Meeting this time, you can apply to change your assigned area of duty. Have Kagaya Ubuyashiki assign Shikoku Island to someone else. Go and train with Tengen Uzui for a while!"
Upon hearing this, Muichiro looked up with some confusion.
"Seek to cultivate with Mr. Uzui? But Mr. Uzui is no match for me now."
Thump!
Teiichi flicked Muichiro on the forehead.
"Everyone has their own strengths, and Uzui's special techniques are very useful for helping people cultivate! I've trained with him before!"
"Huh? Kato sent you to train with me?"
Tengen Uzui looked at Muichiro with some surprise.
Muichiro nodded. "Yes, Master said that Mr. Uzui's special technique has miraculous effects on helping people cultivate, so he sent me here!"
Upon hearing this, Tengen Uzui couldn't help but gasp.
Kato, just because we have a good relationship, he thinks he can do this?
I didn't originally design the Musical Score for you to use like this!!
"Is that not allowed?" Muichiro asked calmly, looking at Tengen Uzui.
Tengen Uzui shook his head.
Since Kato introduced them, how could they refuse?
"That's fine too. In that case, come with me!"
Time flies, another year has passed.
Shimizu City, Cape Ashizuri.
A super typhoon, a once-in-decades event, swept in.
The sky was completely obscured by thick, dark clouds, and the once azure ocean now seemed to merge with the horizon, becoming indistinct and chaotic.
Driven by the typhoon, the waves became exceptionally turbulent, crashing against the shore one after another with a deafening roar.
The drizzling rain brought thick fog that obscured the view in the distance.
The trees struggled in the gale, their branches and leaves dancing wildly, emitting mournful cries. Countless branches and leaves were blown into the sky by the gale, and every now and then a lone tree was uprooted by the gale.
The sounds of howling winds, crashing waves, torrential rain, and rustling trees filled the entire world.
"Huff~ Huff~"
The howling sound, like a Category 17 typhoon passing through, echoed in Teiichi's ears.
The difference is that the wind here doesn't blow from the sea towards the land.
Instead, it circled around Teiichi, covering an area of tens of meters, and under Teiichi's control, it blew towards the direction of the typhoon.
Two different winds meet and cancel each other out in the air.
From using Breathing Style and sword stances to generate wind, to being able to summon a gentle breeze even with bare hands, and now being able to summon a raging wind like Blood Demon Art.
Slowly raising my hand, I felt the gust of wind flowing through my fingers, and my strength slowly fading away.
Teiichi fell into deep thought.
"So, actually, it's not scientifically possible for a swordsman to be able to fight ghosts, right?"
After a long while, feeling his strength dwindling, Teiichi slowly reduced his control over the wind.
Only keep a few tens of centimeters around yourself to avoid getting wet from the constantly falling rain.
Then he turned and walked towards the nearby Shimizu City.
Several days later.
night.
The typhoon has passed, and the wind and rain are gradually subsiding.
Shops along the street have reopened for business.
Seemingly to make up for the inconvenience caused by the typhoon a few days ago, the streets were packed with people.
Teiichi was also strolling around the streets.
Excuse me, could you please let me pass?
The voice came from behind him. Teiichi slowly turned his head, his gaze lingering on the person for a moment before he reached out and touched them.
Tanjiro turned his head in confusion as his shoulder was draped over.
"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"