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Was Master Urokodaki trying to scare me?
Just as I was thinking this, a dark shadow descended from the sky.
The stench made his pupils shrink.
The hideous demon pounced on him and knocked him to the ground, causing him to lose his grip on the Nichirin Blade and fall three meters away.
You old devil, you have no martial ethics! You ambushed my trainee who has been training for two and a half years!
The evil spirit didn't care about that; the temptation of human flesh made it open its blood-red maw and bite down.
Just as Akira Moriyama was about to call for help, thunder rumbled in the distance.
In an instant! A flash of lightning streaked across the sky!
A boy dressed in a jet-black haori appeared beside Akira Moriyama.
The long sword was sheathed, the demon's head was severed and turned to ashes.
The young man's long, ink-black hair danced in the breeze, displaying remarkable elegance.
[Slaying a low-level evil spirit grants 10 days of lifespan; remaining lifespan: 156 days.]
Akira Moriyama stood up and thanked Ryosuke.
"Thank you, thank you. My name is Akira Moriyama."
"Ryosuke, Yasui Ryosuke."
Ryosuke sheathed his sword, and his lips twitched when he saw the fox mask he was wearing.
"You, your master is Urokodaki Sasuke... Mr. Urokodaki?"
Akira Moriyama nodded.
It was Urokodaki Sakonji who captured the demon here back then.
Therefore, this ugly ghost especially hated his disciple, and seeing the fox mask was like seeing a woman.
It was an unconditional, uncontrolled burst of excitement!
Based on the current timeline, Sabito and Giyu Tomioka should still be training.
This guy was in the previous batch.
Ryosuke patted him on the shoulder and prepared to leave.
"You'd better be careful."
"thank you."
Akira Moriyama thanked him again.
Before Ryosuke could take two steps, a massive, malevolent aura descended upon him!
"Ow!!!"
A roar shattered the silence of the night sky!
As the earth trembled, a monster in the distance appeared to be the size of a small hill, with a bluish-gray skin and dozens of deformed arms wrapped around it!
The giant arm wrapped around the hand demon's neck, its eyes fixed on the fox mask worn by Moriyama Akira.
"Urokuro! It's another fox brat trained by Urokuro! Hahahaha!"
The Hand Demon's eerie laughter was sharp and piercing, filled with endless resentment.
"I'll eat you all! I'll tear you to pieces! I'll repay you tenfold, a hundredfold, for the pain Urokodaki inflicted on me by locking me up here!!"
What did I say?
Akira Moriyama was terrified by the demon before him and instinctively gripped his Nichirin Blade, taking two steps back.
"No, impossible! How could a ghost like you appear here!"
"Urotaki imprisoned me here for 39 years, during the Edo period, in the Keio era!"
The demonic hand roared, its countless arms flying and pounding the ground: "Unforgivable! Unforgivable! Damn Urokodaki! Urokodaki! Urokodaki!"
The terrifying sense of oppression, like a tangible swamp, instantly gripped the two of them.
Ryosuke pushed open the scabbard with his thumb, his breathing becoming long and even.
"If you don't want to die, then fight!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Ryosuke transformed into a streak of light and flashed over, severing countless arms and heading straight for the Hand Demon's neck!
Akira Moriyama reacted immediately, his body enveloped in moisture.
"Water Breathing - Third Form - Flowing Dance!"
The blades flashed, forming a combined attack.
Enraged, the severed arm instantly regenerated, lashing out like a whip.
The immense force sent the two flying.
Ryosuke clutched his chest and vomited blood.
Akira Moriyama suddenly went black and fainted on the spot.
Dude! You're already dizzy?!
Is this the Demon Slayer Corps? I'm reporting them! Someone's sabotaging my advancement in the tournament!
At this moment, the fleshy mass on the hand demon's body compressed, and several arms shot out to attack again.
In the moment of crisis, thunder rumbled, and a figure appeared in front of the two.
"Thunder Breath·Two Type·Rice Soul!"
Lightning crackled and blades flashed like lightning; five swift slashes broke through the Hand Demon's attack.
Shota turned around and looked at the two of them.
"Are you okay?"
"Can't die."
Ryosuke got up and rushed over with Shota again.
Thunder raged, and severed arms flew everywhere.
Although the two had temporarily suppressed the Hand Demon, they were gradually becoming exhausted.
"This can't go on, we have to cut his throat!"
Shota said coldly, "I'm ready for the next attack."
Ryosuke moved his numb wrist, fully aware of the situation.
A demon like the Hand Demon, who has eaten nearly 30 people, has an incredibly exaggerated regenerative ability; it won't die unless its neck is severed!
But the Hand Demon's neck was protected by a giant arm, which was very hard, and there were countless other arms blocking its way, making it impossible to get close!
Shota was caught off guard and was slammed hard into the side by the sweeping giant arm!
Shota spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed into a nearby boulder. His Nichirin Blade flew out of his hand, tearing a gash in his dark brown haori, from which blood quickly seeped.
"Giggle cluck..."
The demon laughed wildly and approached Shota and Akira Moriyama who were nearby.
Countless arms, like vines of death, quickly coiled around the two of them.
"Fuck you!"
Ryosuke coughed up a mouthful of blood, a ruthless determination flashing in his eyes.
If we don't kill him, no one will survive tonight!
"System! Give me some points!"
Chapter 4 (Triple)!
[I'll ask you one more time, host, are you sure you want to allocate all your lifespan points to this?]
The system's voice rang in my ears.
"Shut the hell up! Add more for me!"
[All 156 days of lifespan invested in Thunder Breathing - First Form - Thunderclap Flash!]
[Thunderbolt Flash reaches Mastery, unlocking the Triple Strike!]
[Warning! The host's lifespan is insufficient; death will occur if the vengeful ghost is not slain today!]
As soon as the notification tone ended,
A torrent of power from the very source of life exploded within the parched internal organs!
That's not warmth.
It is burning! It is tearing apart! It is squeezing out the last embers of life!
Liang Jie's blood vessels spread and bulged like tree roots, and every pore on his body spewed out visible, violent electric light!
"Breath of Thunder·Shape of One·Thunderbolt Flash!"
With an inhuman roar, the ground beneath Ryosuke's feet suddenly exploded, sending dirt and rubble flying backward like cannonballs!
His sprint speed broke through the limit in an instant, and the golden light curtain that solidified into a substance lingered behind him, rushing straight towards the giant arm of the Hand Demon!
Several severed limbs flew up in an instant!
The Hand Demon was immediately shocked: "So fast!"
Shota was even more stunned, looking at the dissipating light in the distance.
Ryosuke quickly turned around, and his second slash was even faster than before, heading straight for the demon's neck!
Shota's pupils dilated, and he instinctively clenched his fists.
We can definitely cut off his head!
With a crisp sound, Ryosuke's Nichirin Blade snapped in two!