Again and Again

Tengen Uzui stood still and took a deep breath.

He glanced up at Daki and Gyutaro, then slowly crouched down.

There isn't that much time left for him.

Every minute he delays will cause the toxins to have a more severe impact on his body.

If you can't quickly eliminate your opponent, the longer the fight goes on, the smaller your chances of winning become.

"Sound Breathing!"

Tengen Uzui murmured firmly.

Visible white vapor was inhaled into his abdominal cavity.

"First Form!"

With a loud 'bang,' the ground cracked open.

The figure of Tengen Uzui, who had just been standing on it, vanished without a trace.

When they reappeared, Tengen Uzui was already standing in front of Gyutaro.

He held two large golden swords high in his arms.

"Boom!"

A low shout rang out, Nichirin Blade suddenly fell.

Clang!

A crisp metallic clang rang out as the Blood Scythe firmly pressed against the Nichirin Blade.

Feeling the much weaker force transmitted back from the Blood Scythe, Gyutaro smiled morbidly.

"You want to fight? I'll play along!"

Ignoring Gyutaro's words, Tengen Uzui's gaze darkened slightly.

Is it no longer possible to suppress the opponent?

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw several ribbons flying by.

Tengen Uzui quickly released his force, using the upward force of the Blood Scythe to take a few steps back.

Then, the Nichirin Blade in his hand swiftly met the ribbon.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

With a flash of light, the incoming ribbons were swiftly severed.

However, the next moment, the crimson Blood Scythe appeared once again.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...

The battlefield was filled with the colors of gold and scarlet.

Each collision produced a crisp, clanging sound.

Every now and then, a ribbon would fly in from afar, attempting to disrupt the battlefield.

However, they were all swiftly severed by the golden blade.

The battle lasted for a while.

Heavy, panting breaths emanated from Tengen Uzui's mouth.

He looked up and glanced at Gyutaro was in good spirits and even becoming increasingly excited.

Tengen Uzui's gaze darkened slightly.

Clang!

It was another fierce collision.

This time, Tengen Uzui didn't force himself to hold on any longer. Instead, he used the force from the Blood Scythe to leap backward, creating distance between himself and Gyutaro.

Seeing this, Gyutaro didn't chase after him, but stood there, looking at Tengen Uzui with a mocking expression.

"What? Is that not enough?"

Ignoring Gyutaro's words, Tengen Uzui gasped for breath.

While standing still and adjusting her breathing, she quickly began to think in her mind.

Continuing to play like before will definitely not give us a chance; we need to think of another way!

Seeing that the Demon Slayer in front of him did not reply, Gyutaro continued to mock him:

"Weren't you just using dirty tricks? Why aren't you trying them anymore? Or do you feel like dirty tricks don't work anymore? Hahaha..."

Gyutaro's laughter stopped abruptly because...

In his line of sight, Tengen Uzui once again took out several more gunpowder pellets from his pocket and threw them out.

Looking at the dust rising again on the street, Gyutaro's lips twitched slightly, and irritation rose in his heart once more.

"Time and time again, does this person think they're an idiot?"

Gyutaro thought angrily.

His feet instinctively wanted to step back, to get to Mei's side and protect her.

However, the memory of what had just happened immediately surfaced, and he involuntarily stopped in his tracks.

Reason told him that separating was actually the safest option in this situation.

but...

plum...

Moreover, this Demon Slayer isn't in as good a condition as before.

After thinking for a short while, Gyutaro took another step back and came to Daki's side.

Daki swallowed hard. Although she hadn't died before, having her head cut off several times in succession had left her with a bit of a trauma.

Unconsciously, she moved a little closer to Gyutaro, calling out "Brother" in a restless and uneasy tone.

"Don't worry, I won't let that Demon Slayer cut off your head this time!" Gyutaro reassured him.

"Yes!" Daki nodded seriously.

Gyutaro turned his head around, observing the surrounding situation.

Of course, they didn't miss the area directly ahead shrouded in smoke and dust.

Time passed slowly, and the Demon Slayer remained completely still, seemingly because his intentions had been discovered.

The dust and smoke on the street gradually dissipated with the gentle breeze.

Suddenly, several more small black balls flew out of the smoke and dust.

After flying through the air for a while, the ball slowly fell.

Then.

Boom!!

Another violent explosion rang out.

The smoke and dust that had been almost dissipating began to rise again in the streets.

This time, Gyutaro still didn't pay any attention.

That Demon Slayer did the same thing, and this time there might even be a second or third time...

Sure enough, just as he expected, it wasn't long before several more gunpowder pellets flew out of the smoke and dust.

Boom!!

Boom!!

Boom!!

Looking at the smoke and dust that was only ten or twenty meters away from him, Gyutaro frowned.

"Mei, let's step back a little!" Gyutaro instructed.

Daki then quickly retreated together, instantly reducing the distance between them to 50 meters.

However, the people in the smoke seemed to have noticed their movement, and they threw out gunpowder again.

This time, the losses occurred faster and more frequently than before.

Boom!! Boom!! Boom!!...

Explosions continued to ring out, and smoke and dust rapidly approached Gyutaro and Daki.

This time, Gyutaro didn't create any distance.

He gripped the Blood Scythe tightly with both hands, his eyes fixed on the smoke and dust.

He created distance simply to prevent the Demon Slayer from launching a sneak attack.

But now, with the speed at which the Demon Slayer throw gunpowder, there's no longer any time to launch sneak attacks elsewhere.

so.

Blood Demon Art: Flying Blood Scythe!

One after another, thin, blood-red blades flew into the smoke and dust.

Boom! Boom!

Two explosions rang out in quick succession.

Upon noticing the blood-stained blades that had gone out of control, Gyutaro's lips curled into a wild smile.

"Did you think you could just charge through just because you were blocked? How naive!!"

He gripped the Blood Scythe with both hands and swung it forward rapidly.

Whoosh whoosh!

One after another, thin, blood-red blades flew into the smoke and dust.

However.

Bang!

The familiar sound of breaking through the wall came from beside me once again.

Daki's body trembled, and her pupils contracted sharply.

Why did the Demon Slayer suddenly appear from the side when there was still gunpowder being thrown out from the front?

Fortunately, this Nichirin Blade wasn't targeting her.

After two consecutive failures to Daki, Tengen Uzui chose to change his target this time.

The golden sword slashed towards Gyutaro's neck.

Beneath the large sword, Gyutaro's pupils dilated violently.

He couldn't understand why the Demon Slayer in front of him could throw gunpowder from the front while simultaneously emerging from the side.

How exactly did they manage to do that?