Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Chapter 11 Bearing the Reputation of a Hero

For an instant.

All eyes.

All the swordsmen present turned their attention to my wife Shanyi.

His brows were furrowed or he might be shocked.

My wife Shanyi was sweating profusely.

Those gazes were like cold sharp blades touching his forehead, as if he would go through him if he took a step forward.

"Can I give up?"

My wife Shanyi looked pitiful.

"Ok?"

There was a very light voice of questioning, but when all the voices joined together, it roared like a bronze bell.

Must be joking.

This is everyone's point of view.

No one would believe that the genius swordsman who saved lives would be timid to give up.

The atmosphere at the scene dropped to freezing point, and everyone's eyes were full of judgment.

It seems to be scolding, how can you live up to everyone's expectations when you are named a hero!

My wife Shanyi was sitting on pins and needles, the oppressive atmosphere made him a little out of breath.

"I'm just kidding."

He smiled dryly and walked back to his original position step by step.

Everyone nodded in satisfaction.

——It feels really bad to be looked forward to by everyone. Do you have to be at the forefront to be named a hero?What's more, I've never been a hero, I'm just an ordinary person!

My wife Shanyi was downcast.

of course.

He didn't choose to stay because of the aggressive stares from those guys.

His wife Shanyi doesn't say anything else, her skin is as thick as a city wall.

What made him make up his mind at the last moment was the voice and smile of his master Sang Dao Ci Wulang, as well as the eagerly looking eyes of the young girl.

To know.
There are thousands of things in the world, but girls and beauties can't let them down! !
At the same time, the culprit who caused my wife Shan Yi to fall into such a predicament left the venue in the name of relief.

The ferret sneaked into the forest.

With the seal of both hands, five clones were summoned.

They looked at each other and nodded, and then dispersed.

"This is the only way to die." Itachi sighed.

He really couldn't let go of the wooden flute, and now he could only hope that the five clones would gain something.

Back in front of the mountainside torii gate.

The number of swordsmen has decreased significantly, about one-third of them have chosen to give up.

"I'm back." Tanjirou waved at Itachi.

"Yeah." Itachi was absent-minded.

"I'll give you one last minute. If you still want to give up, just turn back." The black-haired boy spoke, as always, without joy or sorrow.

For the mass departure of swordsmen, there was no anger or embarrassment at all.

Silent.

None of the remaining swordsmen chose to give up.

"Then next, please stand on the left for the swordsman who wants to be a member of the Demon Slayer Squad." The black-haired boy said again.

"Swordsmen who want to join the hidden organization, please stand on the right." The white-haired girl raised her hand to signal.

Noisy everywhere.

The swordsmen discussed in groups of twos and threes, deciding where to go.

The first to set an example was the beautiful girl in pink at the beginning.

She seems to be a loner.

From the beginning of the selection to the end of the selection, he was alone, without hearing a word, with his eyes lowered, with an innocent look.

Tanjirou's acquaintance was the first to stand up here.

Shixiachuan.

According to his consciousness, the fighting talent is weak, and it is better to stay in the hidden organization to shine than to drag others down on the front line.

Soon the ghost killing team ushered in another person.

He was a ferocious guy with a hideous scar on his face.

He looked very agitated.

"It's a waste of time, can you give me the knife quickly, it's the special color-changing knife of the Demon Slayer Squad!"

The black-haired boy was pulling his hair, but his expression remained calm.

"This guy!" Tanjiro, who was far behind the team, ran away angrily.

"Please let go of this kid immediately!! Or I'll break your arm!!" Tanjiro grabbed the scar boy's wrist tightly.

"What do you mean kid?! Try it if you have the guts!!" the scarred boy yelled, and his expression changed drastically in the next second.

Tanjiro lashed out, throwing him away.

——Why is this guy so strong?

The scarred boy pinched his wrist with a hideous expression.

"If you are done chatting, please continue to stand in line." The white-haired girl said.

The scene was orderly again.

Itachi walked slowly with a blank expression on his face, and when he passed by the scarred boy, his eyes turned cold, and his slightly raised brows seemed to say, if you dare to act recklessly again, I will kill you! !
He subconsciously took a few steps back.

The childish figure in his eyes walked to Tanjiro's side, who rubbed his head and smiled slightly.

Soon the choice is over.

The members of the Ghost Killing Squad and Yin are basically split [-]-[-], eight people choose to join the Ghost Killing Squad, and nine people join the Yin Organization.

Naturally, my wife Shanyi lived up to expectations and joined the Ghost Killing Squad, but she looked a little disheartened.

"From now on, you are members of the Ghost Slayer Team. Next, we will prepare uniforms for you. After measuring the size, we will embroider the class on the team uniforms." The black-haired boy is responsible for explaining to the members of the Ghost Slayer Team.

"There are ten classes in the team."

"A, B, C, D, E, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, Gui."

"Except for my wife Shanyi, all of you are of the lowest class." The black-haired boy said slowly.

Heck!

My wife Shanyi, who was huddled behind the team, immediately changed her face and called mmp in her heart.

Higher class means greater responsibility.

"That... I also want to be Gui, starting from the bottom slowly." My wife Shanyi smiled dryly.

"This is your lord's decision. We cannot control it. We just pass it on to you."

"My lord is very fond of you, and the class he gave is Geng."

My wife, Shanyi, was like five thunderclaps.

"That's amazing." Tanjirou exclaimed.

Itachi watched silently.

He doesn't have any attachments to things like class, as long as he can get close to the organization of the Ghost Killing Squad, as for the deeper goal, he can slowly achieve it.

There is no need to expose too much strength.

"Next, you can choose the steel you like for casting the sun wheel knife, and it will be delivered to you in person in ten to fifteen days."

"In addition, we will immediately arrange exclusive ravens for you."

The black-haired boy turned his head sideways, and accompanied by a burst of rapid crowing, eight ravens flew out from the dense forest behind the torii gate.

Then each fell down.

You call that a raven?

Isn't this a sparrow?
Is this the treatment of Geng level swordsmen?
Heck!
My wife Shanyi was dumbfounded.

"Next, please choose the steel for the forging knife."

"I'm afraid I'm going to lose my hair soon."

(End of this chapter)