Cyan, dark red, deep blue, and ice blue hues clashed on the battlefield...
"Lord Hantengu! Lord Gyokko!"
Daki's voice carried a hint of anxiety and uncertainty. Her slender finger pointed to the distant area that was teetering on the brink of collapse, shaken by the aftershocks of the battle. Her expression revealed embarrassment and helplessness.
"I don't think I can keep up with the pace of the fight between the adults and that powerful Demon Slayer. How can I provide support?"
"Cough!"
Gyokko coughed lightly, her small hand covering her mouth.
"Don't worry, the battle hasn't even started yet. That Demon Slayer is definitely on guard against us. Even if we send reinforcements now, it won't achieve the desired effect. Let's just wait!"
Actually, he couldn't keep up very well either, but...
I glanced at the Hantengu was still lying on the ground.
If he doesn't say something soon, no one will be able to reply to Daki.
"Oh! I see!"
Upon Daki nodded with relief, her gaze returning to the battlefield.
Clang! Clang! Clang!...
The incessant clanging of metal echoed across the battlefield.
In Teiichi's hands, the Nichirin Blade seemed to come alive; with each swing, it precisely deflected blades, heavy punches, and even frost-laden folding fans attacking from all directions.
With a clang, Teiichi once again slashed back the attacking Doma.
Taking advantage of the brief moment, he glanced at the group of people in the distance.
None of the Kokushibo, Akaza, and Doma— are easy to defeat.
The three of them are now in different tiers: Kokushibo is stronger than Akaza, Akaza is stronger than Doma.
However, even the weakest of the Doma is not so easy to kill.
As long as Doma's head isn't chopped off with a single blow.
Kokushibo and Akaza will quickly catch up.
This has happened several times just now.
If we want to reduce the enemy's numbers, do we only have the options of targeting Hantengu, Gyokko, and Daki?
But they didn't come to fight...
Before Dingyi could even Teiichi look, the blade had already appeared in his pupils the Teiichi second.
" The First Form: Dark Moon: Night Palace!"
Kokushibo gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, and the dark red blade, carrying countless tiny crescent blades, slashed towards Teiichi.
Teiichi's reaction speed was astonishing; he raised his Nichirin Blade almost the instant the Moon Blade appeared.
Clang!
The Nichirin Blade blocked the incoming moon blade, then Teiichi around, the Nichirin Blade transforming into a silver lightning bolt, meeting Akaza's powerful fist from the other side.
The blade flashed through the air, creating a bright silver net of blades.
The battle continued, the atmosphere seemed to freeze, time seemed to lose its meaning at this moment, and only the roar of the colliding forces of both sides echoed in the empty battlefield.
As the battle intensified, Kokushibo's face grew increasingly cold.
His gaze was fixed intently on the face of the Demon Slayer in front of him.
Two years ago, even if the other party had grasped the Transparent World, they would only have reached the same level as me.
Two years have passed, but the other party has already...
Although he didn't want to admit it, his pride as a samurai forced him to.
The Demon Slayer before him was far stronger than he was.
But that's precisely why he finds it even harder to accept!
He exerted force with his five fingers, tightly gripping the Kyokokukamusari, which had somehow become mutated.
If that's the case, then what has all my cultivation over the past few centuries amounted to?
His hands stretched back to the limit of his arms, and the originally loose clothing was stretched taut by the high bulge of his muscles.
Moon Breathing...
A familiar figure loomed over the Demon Slayer before them, each movement so simple and graceful.
So, is this the future you're talking about?
Eighth Form...
The figure covering the Demon Slayer gradually dissipated, and the fiery red hair was replaced by short black hair.
Is this the insurmountable barrier you mentioned called "talent"?
Moon Dragon...
"Tail wheel!!!"
The dark red moon blade suddenly ripped through the void, like a crescent moon or a dragon's tail, carrying destructive power as it hurtled towards Teiichi.
The mutated Kyokokukamusari's attack range is far greater than that of an ordinary blade.
Even Doma and Akaza were standing nearby, had no choice but to temporarily move away.
Teiichi's brows furrowed slightly.
Is this because they've been trying for too long without success and are now resorting to desperate measures?
Although he was thinking this, Teiichi's hands didn't slow down.
He gripped the Nichirin Blade tightly with both hands, bringing it diagonally beneath his body. With a slight deflection, the Nichirin Blade swiftly met the attack.
Clang!
The two sharp blades collided fiercely in mid-air, producing a deafening roar. Invisible shockwaves spread outwards, tearing the surrounding scenery to shreds.
In the center of the battlefield, the two continued to exert force on their respective weapons.
Unlike Teiichi, who remained calm, Kokushibo's arm was trembling almost imperceptibly.
After a brief stalemate, the Nichirin Blade slowly pressed down on the alien blade.
However, the next moment, Teiichi paused in his movements.
In his perception of the Wind Field, several ice spikes shot straight toward him.
Teiichi sighed, withdrew his grip, and then quickly leaped away.
After landing, Teiichi did not go forward, but stood there slightly panting.
The prolonged and intense combat left Teiichi feeling somewhat fatigued.
Is it too much for one person to fight them all...?
Teiichi thinking about it.
Having fought this far, Teiichi has a general understanding of his current combat strength.
No problem hitting one.
Both are alright.
But adding another one would put us at a disadvantage.
Thinking of Teiichi, Ding glanced at Hantengu and his group in the distance.
Moreover, Hantengu and his group haven't even made a move yet.
In other words, if we're going to fight today, we still need to find a way to reduce the number of enemy players.
He glanced at Kokushibo, who was wielding his sword to shatter the ice spikes, then quickly surveyed the battlefield.
The surrounding area had been ravaged beyond recognition by the battle that had just taken place.
Fallen trees and cracked ground were visible everywhere in the area.
He, Kokushibo, Akaza, and Doma were roughly positioned in the four cardinal directions within this area.
Meanwhile, Hantengu, Gyokko, and Daki are located further away, at the angle between Akaza and Doma.
Hantengu and his group aren't directly involved in the battle, and Kokushibo and his group are just stalling for time.
Therefore, it is definitely impossible to kill Gyokko, Hantengu, or Daki.
So the target can only be chosen from among those who participated in the war?
Teiichi glanced at Doma out of the corner of his eye, pondering his next move.
Without giving Teiichi much time to rest, Kokushibo charged again.
Teiichi withdrew his gaze from the dense foliage in the distance, drew his sword, and went to meet the attacker.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...
The metal sonata resounded once again in the forest.
The group swiftly moved through the woods, their figures appearing and disappearing amidst the interplay of light and shadow.
At a distance from the group, the three members of the Hantengu Trio followed closely.
When they are a little further away, I carefully follow.
If the Demon Slayer showed any intention of heading in their direction, he would turn tail and run away.
As the battle intensified, the once lush and dense forest, which blocked out the sky, saw one large tree after another crash down in the fierce clashes between the two sides.