Overwhelmed on All Fronts

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...

A crisp, clanging sound echoed continuously throughout the Infinity Castle.

Kyojuro brandished his Nichirin Blade, his eyes fixed on Akaza, large beads of sweat streaming down his face.

Even though he was much stronger than he was a few months ago, and even with the help of Tanjiro and the other two.

However, Kyojuro found that he was completely suppressed by Akaza in the battle, and had no ability to resist in the slightest.

certainly...

Kyojuro glanced at the fist hurtling towards Inosuke, then quickly twirled his Nichirin Blade with both hands.

"Flame Breathing - First Form - Unknowing Fire!"

Clang!

Flames, accompanied by a flash of light, struck the fist, deflecting the attack.

Kyojuro then quickly sheathed his Nichirin Blade and resumed his defensive stance.

Of course, things are much better now than when Tanjiro and the other two were facing Akaza alone.

At least Akaza's attack has been defended.

but...

If that's all there is to it, then sooner or later they'll be worn down to exhaustion by the enemy.

We can only hope that others can come to our aid as soon as possible!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...

The crisp, clanging sounds continued unabated; the battle raged on.

At one point, Akaza raised an eyebrow slightly.

In my Transparent World, someone else has arrived!

Although I'm not afraid, too many people are always a hassle!

Thinking of this, Akaza looked at Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke.

Let's get rid of these small fry first!

"Blood Demon Art: Destructive Death - Annihilation Style!"

Akaza let out a low shout, raising his fist high, and a dazzling fluorescent light converged towards Akaza's fist.

Noticing Akaza's movement, Kyojuro quickly placed his Nichirin Blade at his sides with both hands.

"Flame Breathing!"

Suck--!

The sound of people taking deep breaths echoed across the battlefield.

Kyojuro's chest swelled up rapidly at a visible speed as he inhaled a large amount of air in a short period of time.

"Second Form!"

Without hesitation, Kyojuro quickly looked up at the blue fist of light that was crashing down on him.

"Rising Scorching Sun!"

Blazing flames coiled around the Nichirin Blade.

Following the trajectory of Kyojuro's swing, the Nichirin Blade slashed upwards, heading straight for the blue fist of light.

Boom--!

The fluorescent blue light and the crimson flames collided suddenly, and an invisible shockwave rippled outwards.

The immense force emanating from the Nichirin Blade caused Kyojuro to continuously retreat, even though his feet never left the ground, his figure still dragged along the ground as he slid backward.

The periphery.

Tanjiro and the others were preparing to take advantage of the clash between Kyojuro and Akaza to launch an attack.

However, the surging wind forced them to retreat several steps.

Just as Tanjiro had regained his footing and was looking for an opportunity, the light in front of him suddenly dimmed, as if he had been enveloped by something.

An unease quickly spread through Tanjiro's heart, Tanjiro instinctively looked up immediately.

What came into view was a huge blue fist of light.

"Tanjiro!" Inosuke and Zenitsu shouted worriedly.

"Flame Breathing..."

On the other side, Kyojuro, who had just regained his footing, was also anxious and hurriedly tried to activate his First Form to rush over.

But his recently regained balance, and the distance between them, meant he couldn't catch up this time.

The people present could only watch helplessly as the fist slowly pounded towards Tanjiro.

Just then, a cold voice rang out.

"Serpent Breathing, Fifth Form: The Winding Serpent!"

A pale, serpentine light instantly traversed the battlefield.

With a clang, the fist that was about to strike Tanjiro instantly shifted to the other side.

Boom--!

The remaining force of the punch landed, shattering the ground.

Obanai, carrying Tanjiro, quickly moved away before the punch hit the ground.

Instead of chasing after them, Akaza stood still, gently raising his arm and staring quietly at the spot on his arm where he had just been struck.

There is now an extra white mark there.

Akaza gently lowered his arm, his gaze falling on the figure who had just joined the battle, and commented:

"Serpent Breathing, Serpent Hashira? The speed is faster than I expected, but the power is far too lacking!"

Hearing Akaza's comments about her, Obanai frowned slightly but did not refute them.

He had always been aware of his own lack of strength.

His strength is the weakest among all the Pillars, only slightly better than Shinobu Kocho.

Furthermore, after the other pillars mastered the techniques of handling Wielding the Heavy as Light and Lifting Light as Though Heavy, the difference in attack power between him and the other pillars became even more pronounced.

This is also why he has always come in last place in Hashira Battles in recent years.

However, he also recognized this, so in the past two years he has been studying Shinobu Kocho and focusing on improving his speed.

By now, at least it's having some effect, which is why he's just barely caught up.

The two sides stood facing each other for a moment, then with a 'bang', the battle resumed.

"Blood Demon Art: Destructive Death - Disorder!"

"Flame Breathing - Third Form: All- Blazing Universe!"

"Serpent Breathing, Second Form: Venom Fangs of the Narrow Head!"

"Hinokami Kagura: Clear Blue Sky!"

"Beast Breathing - Fifth Fang - Crazy Cutting!"

"Thunder Breathing - First Form: Thunderclap and Flash!"

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...

Five colors—fluorescent blue, crimson orange, pale white, fiery red, silver, and golden yellow—whirled across the battlefield.

Akaza wildly swung his fists, meeting attack after attack.

Even if he was alone, even if he was fighting five against one, he was not afraid at all.

"Just hit them!!!"

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...

As time went on, the advantage gradually shifted towards Akaza.

Tanjiro gritted his teeth, watching the scene before him with some anxiety.

He wanted to stop it, but he didn't know how, so he could only watch helplessly as the advantage gradually shifted towards Akaza.

Obanai also frowned as she looked at Akaza.

Even though he had already fought many times against Mr. Kato, who was even stronger than Akaza.

However, because the skill gap between the two sides was too large, and because Mr. Kato had deliberately given them a break during practice, they didn't feel much of a difference.

But now, with several people ganging up on him and he being completely overwhelmed, Obanai couldn't help but frown.

Unlike them, Akaza felt completely refreshed; the long-awaited, exhilarating battle made him feel relaxed and relaxed.

His fists swung faster and faster.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...