Demon Slayer: Swordsmith, Ryujin Jakka scares everyone to tears

Xuan Mi walked to the anvil.

He squatted down and observed carefully.

Although the previous blow successfully split the anvil, because the heat was too high in an instant, the place where the blade passed through the anvil was burned.

Look at the anvil that Xin Yi split during the day. The cracked part is as smooth as a mirror!

Xuan Mi secretly sighed at the gap between him and his master.

But it was successful after all.

Xuan Mi is already very satisfied with this result.

When Xuan Mi left, Xin Yi's room was still brightly lit.

A rhythmic shout was faintly heard:

"eighty!"

"eighty!"

………

The next day, early in the morning.

Xuanya came to the training ground.

The scene in front of him shocked him.

Almost all the members of the Demon Slayer Corps had arrived.

The number of members far exceeded his imagination.

He didn't recognize many of the old members.

He glanced at the crowd.

He found the"three pillars" represented by Tanjiro.

Zenitsu waved to Xuanya excitedly, and kept shouting to the people around him:"Xuanya is our friend!"

"Your friend is going to have a big meal today, you still have the nerve to shout, hahahaha"

"What's the excitement? How dare the new member of the team be so arrogant?…"

"Soon, Lord Fengzhu will give him a good beating!"

"In fact, there is no need for Lord Fengzhu to take any action. Is it using a butcher knife to kill a chicken?"

"But the chicken just happened to offend the butcher, who can do anything about it?……"

"You deserve it!"

"I have long disliked these new members, all of them are weird-looking.…"

"Yes, there are those with pig helmets, and those with ghosts! The most hateful one is the one with yellow hair, who has snot bubbles hanging from his nose every day!"

""Wait and see the show!"

The people around laughed and sneered.

I didn't expect Zenitsu's words to attract so much ridicule.

There is power in numbers.

Tan, Zen, and I, the"three pillars" all lowered their heads at the same time.

"Hahaha, look everyone, they are ashamed of themselves.…"

"Hey, hey, but for today's duel, betting on the newcomer has good odds! A thousand times!"

"A thousand times? Even ten thousand times is not worth it! What's the point of betting? It's like giving away money for nothing!!"

The atmosphere was very lively, and everyone was talking at once.

Only a few pillars stood quietly in the row closest to the ring.

Except for the wind pillar, all the other pillars were already there.

Xuan Mi didn't care about anything around him at all, and walked towards the ring with his head held high.

It seemed that today's duel had nothing to do with him.

"Is that Shimi who just stepped onto the stage?"

Xingming can only rely on hearing and perception due to his eyesight.

"No, it's Xuanya." Kocho Shinobu answered

"I actually heard it wrong, this boy... Amitabha!"

Xingming was calm on the surface, but he was completely shocked in his heart.

How long has it been?

This boy has grown so fast!

Facing the upcoming fierce battle, facing so many ridicules.

This step, but it is as if walking through an empty space.

So steady!

It's incredible!

Xingming asked himself, if he let himself face a duel with Fengzhu...

It is impossible to be so calm!

The most important thing is that from Xuanmi, Xingming felt a chilling murderous aura.

Because of blindness, he couldn't see Hua Tiankuanggu, but could only feel the murderous aura coming from Xuanmi.

This murderous aura is not only strong, but also very sharp.

Fengzhu Shimi's murderous aura is also extremely sharp.

This is one of the reasons why he couldn't distinguish between Xuanmi and Shimi just now.

How can a person improve so much in just a few days?

What is the reason?

Is it because of his master, the swordsmith?

Xingming was puzzled.

Then, Xingming decided to ask the sound column beside him.

"Tianyuan, do you think Xuanmi is a surprising child?"

"Ah... it's more than just shocking... it can be considered gorgeous……"

Xingming couldn't see that at this moment, Uzui Tengen was staring at the two swords on Xuanmi's waist.

This young man could actually carry such an amazing weapon.

It was too easy!

Uzui Tengen, who was born as a ninja, had a very sensitive intuition about weapons.

He could not only feel the murderous aura exuded by the weapon.

He could also feel the sword soul hidden in the weapon.

The sword soul does not refer to the soul of the sword. It refers to the soul attached to the blade and the souls that have died under the sword!

Ordinary people can't feel it, including the other pillars.

Only those killers or ninjas who have experienced countless bloodthirsty baptisms can feel it.

The sword souls in these two swords are actually... countless!

It was also the first time that Uzui Tengen saw such a number of sword souls gathered in a pair of weapons at the same time. It is absolutely impossible for Xuanmi to own such a weapon by himself at his age!

Unless...

Xuanmi, this young man, is bloodthirsty!

Or... the owner of this pair of weapons is not this young man, but someone else!

At this moment, a name suddenly appeared in Uzui Tengen's mind...

Ketsuzuka Shinichi!

I heard before that Xuanya worshipped this swordsmith as his master.

If the weapon is his, then he must be more than just a swordsmith. He is also a terrible master.

Because the owner of the pair of swords has killed too many people.

But no matter what, the appearance of the weapon here today represents one thing...

Today's duel must be extraordinary!

Another person who also stared at the weapon intently was...

Shinobu Kocho.

She had stroked the pair of swords with her own hands.

That sense of security made her unable to let go for a long time.

This made her very curious about Shinichi.

Before, she had never paid attention to this man wearing a fire man mask.

Unexpectedly, he was so hidden.

Moreover, he would use the blood demon art to hypnotize in reverse.

This is likely to be a potential major hidden danger for the Demon Slayer Corps.

So, she must take a closer look at this person today.

Shinobu Kocho deceived herself like this.

She was unwilling to face her true intentions.

She really wanted to know... when this person appeared in front of her, would that feeling be the same as when she held the handle of the sword.…

………

At this moment, the originally noisy training ground suddenly became quiet.

A path was made in the crowd.

A man in a white haori walked through the crowd and walked towards the ring.

He was the Wind Pillar.

Fuzugawa Shimizu.

The group of old players were cheering for Shimizu.

Shimizu walked onto the ring, and Xuanya and Shimizu stood on their own sides of the ring.

The two looked at each other directly.

Smoke ignited where their eyes met.

"Are you sure you don't want to leave here?" Shimi spoke first

"No, I will not leave the ring or the Demon Slayer Corps."

Xuan Mi's answer was very firm.

Shi Mi seemed to have guessed the answer long ago, and he said calmly:

"In that case, then, go and die!"