Calling in Backup

On the street.

Tengen Uzui held the golden Nichirin Blade aloft with both hands.

Below him, Gyutaro was hunched over.

There was already a significant gap between the two, and their current position only highlighted this difference to the fullest extent.

Tengen Uzui was like a judge, while Gyutaro was like a prisoner awaiting execution.

Tengen Uzui's arm muscles bulged high, and veins bulged on his arms.

The next moment, the golden Nichirin Blade slashed downwards at lightning speed.

The sound of wind whistling came from above.

Gyutaro's anger at Tengen Uzui for using underhanded tactics instantly turned into clarity.

The Nichirin Blade is about to strike; I need to quickly turn back to defend!

Mei's head has already been cut off; if my head is cut off too, I'll really be gone!

However, as soon as he exerted his strength, Gyutaro judged it from the increasingly loud sound of wind breaking.

I definitely wouldn't have had time to turn back and block it!

Am I... going to die?

Gyutaro's eyes were wide open, and bloodshot veins were visible in them.

If it were a direct defeat, that would be one thing! But what kind of skill is it to resort to dirty tricks!

The Demon Slayer are indeed more despicable and shameless than us demons!

While cursing under his breath, Gyutaro pondered what he should do.

The wind was getting closer, and I could already feel the biting cold on my neck.

The next moment, Gyutaro's eyes lit up.

He forcibly twisted his neck, quickly turning his head behind him.

Then.

Clang!

The Nichirin Blade stopped.

Looking at Gyutaro, who was desperately biting his Nichirin Blade, Tengen Uzui's lips twitched slightly.

Is this even possible?

Bang!

Gyutaro gripped the Blood Scythe scythe with both hands, supporting himself on the ground.

His face was contorted with bulging veins, determined not to let the Nichirin Blade have even the slightest chance of striking.

Tengen Uzui continued to exert force with both hands, pressing the Nichirin Blade downwards.

Behind him, Daki's head had already exploded in mid-air.

Now that its head is gone, the body doesn't know how to attack and just stands there motionless.

A new brain is developing.

But it doesn't matter. As long as Gyutaro's head is cut off, Daki can take care of it with one or two cuts!

With this thought in mind, Tengen Uzui tightened his arms even more.

The muscles bulged high from the exertion, with prominent veins.

Clang clang--!

Gyutaro's lips trembled incessantly.

Holding the Nichirin Blade in your mouth was ultimately too strenuous.

With each tremor Nichirin Blade would advance downwards by one point.

Clang clang--!

The Nichirin Blade pressed down little by little.

It quickly pressed down to the corner of his mouth and continued to press down.

Fresh blood kept flowing down from the corner of his mouth.

However, Gyutaro dared not relax at all.

If you let your guard down, it's all over!!

The unusual way he exerted force caused Gyutaro's arms to tremble as well.

The head, which was the primary target of the force, began to tilt downwards little by little.

Despite Gyutaro's best efforts, the situation will not change because of them.

Clang clang--!

The Nichirin Blade pressed down little by little.

Gyutaro's lip was quickly cut open.

If you go any further down, once the masseter muscle is severed, the Nichirin Blade can cut downwards without any obstruction.

Clearly, both sides understand this principle.

They were all using the last bit of strength in their bodies to fight this battle.

Clang clang--!

The Nichirin Blade continues downwards.

It quickly reached the masseter muscle.

Gyutaro's eyes were wide open to the extreme, with countless blood-red threads intertwined on his eyeballs, forming a stark contrast with his orange-yellow sclera.

Endless anger and resentment filled his eyes.

Above him, Tengen Uzui also gritted his teeth, his facial muscles tense from the effort, his hands gripping the Nichirin Blade and pressing it down hard.

However, unlike Gyutaro, his eyes were bright.

Suddenly, a pang of fear shot through his heart, Tengen Uzui's grip loosened involuntarily.

Below him.

Gyutaro's eyes lit up.

Although he didn't know why, he quickly seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

With a powerful push, he gripped the Blood Scythe scythe in his right hand and dodged the downward-sweeping Nichirin Blade.

Bang!

The Nichirin Blade lost its target and crashed heavily onto the hard ground, kicking up a cloud of gravel.

The force of the impact caused Gyutaro to stagger backward several meters, nearly falling to the ground.

But he quickly adjusted his posture, landed steadily on his feet, gripped the Blood Scythe tightly with both hands, and slashed fiercely at Tengen Uzui once again.

Clang!

The Blood Scythe slammed violently into the Nichirin Blade.

Still not quite able to exert much force, Tengen Uzui quickly widened the distance between himself and the two with this strike.

"Cough cough... vomit..."

A mouthful of blood spurted from Tengen Uzui's mouth.

Tengen Uzui pressed one hand to his chest, recalling the feeling from just now.

Has the toxin entered the heart?

Damn, if only a few seconds later!

However, what's done is done, and there's nothing he can do about it. He looked up at the two people in the distance who were recovering.

Tengen Uzui frowned deeply.

Insufficient intelligence led to my previous poisoning; otherwise, I would have already won!

Damn it... I should have never let Tanjiro fight Daki in the first place!

Now... it's too late, the toxins have already spread to the heart.

I need to see a doctor right away, otherwise I'll die if I delay any longer!

Does that mean we should call for Kato?

But... he hadn't even killed a single Upper Rank!!

This is truly a disgrace!!!

On the other side, Daki and Gyutaro, who had recovered, stood in place.

Gyutaro grinned, "Why did you suddenly run out of energy? Did you want to fight us a little longer?"

Daki stood beside Gyutaro, her face icy, and said, "Brother, why bother talking to him so much? Just kill him!"

"Kill me? You'd better have the ability first!" Tengen Uzui gasped for breath, standing there with a cold smile.

Seeing this, Gyutaro couldn't help but scratch his head, saying in distress:

"The poison clearly had a significant impact on your body just now, which is why you were so weak, right? So why are you still so confident?"

"Want to know why I'm so confident?" Tengen Uzui laughed loudly.

Gyutaro nodded seriously. "Yes, after all, I'm a very insecure person. If I could learn from you how to be confident, that would be a wonderful thing!"

"Then I'll tell you why I'm so confident!" Tengen Uzui said loudly.

Upon hearing this, Gyutaro looked at Tengen Uzui with a serious expression, wanting to know what the other party's confident reason was.

Daki also glanced briefly at Tengen Uzui.

Under their gazes, Tengen Uzui's lips slowly curled into a smile, and he called out:

"Hey! Kato, come out!"