The Divine Power of Comprehensive Comics

"To participate in the "Final Selection" this time, you have to go to Tengxi Mountain. Although the ghosts there are just weak ghosts who have eaten two or three people, they are better in number. The ordinary knife you brought is not tough enough. If it breaks If you drop it, your life will be ruined for no reason, so I will lend you this Nichirin Sword temporarily, brat, but you have to come back to me properly, do you hear me!"

It seems that Kuwashima Jigoro is not aware of the existence of "hand ghosts" in Fujichi Mountain.

But that's right, everyone who wanted to go out to report the news was eaten by the hand ghost, so naturally no one knew about these things.

Xia Qing stretched out his right hand to take the Sun Lun Knife handed over by the old man, and replied with the same smile.

"Don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of anymore."

[Nichirin Sword], the special sword of the Demon Slayer Squad, is a knife made from the iron ore "gorilla crimson sand iron" and "gorilla crimson ore" that absorb sunlight.

The Nichirin sword is also known as the color-changing sword. It changes color according to the owner of the sword, reflecting the breath suitable for the owner of the sword. For example, the breath of water is blue, the breath of thunder is yellow, the breath of fire is red, and the breath of wind is Green, Breath of Rock is gray. Black knives are rarer.

Xia Qing held up the scabbard with her left hand, stretched out her right hand to hold the handle, and then slowly pulled out the blade.

Cang——!

The scabbard, handle and jaw of the sword lent to him by Kuwashima Jigoro are all white, while the blade is golden yellow. There are lightning blade patterns on the blade, reflecting the breathing method possessed by its owner. Breathing].

Under the shining sunlight, the light reflected from the blade reflected on Xia Qing's face.

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"Fujishi Mountain" is where the final selection is held. Those who survive this seven-day selection can join the Demon Slayer Squad and obtain their own [Nichirin Sword].

"It smells so good..."

Xia Qing walked on the stairs leading to the preparation site, looked at the wisteria flowers growing on both sides of the stone stairs, sniffed and smelled, the refreshing fragrance made him sigh like this.

When they came to the edge of the field, there were already dozens of people here, most of them wearing black combat uniforms, with a sun sword tied around their waists or behind their backs.

Of course, these are not their own. They should be temporarily lent to them by the Demon Slayer members, and some of them use the Nichirin swords of the trainers.

Xia Qing kept searching for the figure of the Butterfly Sisters in his memory among these people.

The two girls he rescued were later recommended to the trainers of [Flower Breathing] by Mingyu Xingming. With their qualifications, they should have mastered the breathing method by now.

Then, when Xia Qing looked around, he unexpectedly discovered another girl who had some impression.

The girl has eyes as clear as water, with medium-long dark green hair hanging loosely behind her. She wears a fox mask with flower patterns on her forehead, and wears a patterned red kimono and a black combat uniform. Looking further down, you can see a pair of white and slender legs.

The petite girl looked up with a calm expression at the superior who was standing in the center and was responsible for presiding over the "final selection".

"Everyone, I am the wife of the lord, Uyashiki Amane. Thank you for coming to participate in the final selection tonight. In this Fujimat Mountain, there are many ghosts captured alive by many ghost-killing swordsmen. They cannot leave here because from the foot of the mountain to Halfway up the mountain, the "wisteria" that "ghosts" hate most is in bloom all year round."

That delicate face was as sickly beautiful as a white oak tree, and her long hair was completely white.

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"But, from here on, there will be no wisteria flowers, only ghosts. As long as you can survive on this mountain for seven days, you can pass the selection. Then...I now announce that the final selection will begin...!"

With these words, the figures of everyone present began to gradually disappear. Xia Qing no longer deliberately looked for those two figures, but rushed into the Tengxi Mountain with the torrent of the large army.

After all, there are a lot of ghosts in his Tengxi Mountain, and apart from the "hand ghosts", the rest are relatively weak. Of course, it is not certain whether others can survive with such an idea.

Most of the people who can come here are orphans who have been without their parents for various reasons since childhood. It is unknown whether these people will be timid when facing ghosts for the first time.

After seeing everyone leave, the girl named Ma Shi raised her slender right hand to touch the disaster relief mask on her head and murmured softly.

"Mr. Lintaki, I will definitely come back alive."

Then, the girl tightened her grip on the Nichirin Sword at her waist and rushed into the forest, following the footsteps of everyone else!

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Rattan mat in the mountains.

As night falls, stars twinkle in the blue sky. The moonlight becomes brighter and brighter, and the starlight becomes more misty. The blue sky of the summer night is somewhat deep, and the moon like a jade disk hangs high in the sky, overlooking the earth, blooming with a cold silvery white color. light.

The forest was too quiet at night, and the original sounds of wind and cicadas seemed to have disappeared. Only a few bird calls could be heard from time to time in the empty, bloody air.

It seemed to be the last struggle of life, and it seemed to be a cry for help before death. The dark clouds covered the moonlight and was undergoing the final brewing. It didn't take long before the entire land was shrouded in darkness.

The original arrogance of the forest was also soaked in the death light, looking so dejected and powerless.

At this moment, in the forest under the silent night sky, a golden light like lightning flashed past, so fast that it disappeared from sight before anyone could even notice it.

"Hey, did you see anything go by just now...?"

One of the young men sitting by the campfire raised his head as if he noticed something.

"Is it a ghost...?"

Even at this time, he was always vigilant. No matter if there was any slack, another boy in a brown uniform immediately spoke up.

"You're kidding, how could anyone be so fast..."

Sitting opposite the young man, the young man wearing a sleeveless top and black trousers couldn't help but frown.

Originally, summer nights should be cool and comfortable for them, but at night in the Tengxi Mountain, there was always a deep chill floating around them.

It was as if they would die suddenly in the next moment.

"Hahaha, how is it possible? We are not the nameless supporting characters in the book. How could we die before we could stretch our arms and legs? After all, we should have fought several ghosts for dozens of rounds before we unfortunately lost. The ending is suitable for a genius like me who learned the breathing method and the four types in just two years~~~!!!"

"..."

The man in the sleeveless shirt burst out laughing, livening up the atmosphere for a moment.

The young man in brown uniform, who was originally wary of his surroundings, relaxed due to his companion's words.

"Yeah, that's right..."

After muttering to himself, he suddenly spoke to the man in the sleeveless shirt opposite him.

"Eh... By the way, what is your name? I haven't asked you yet!"

They only formed a temporary partnership after the night came due to a lack of security. From the moment they lit the bonfire until now, they have not revealed each other's names.

Hearing his question, the man sitting opposite the bonfire smiled heartily and said.

"My name is--"

The words he had just spoken came to an abrupt end, and a large amount of blood began to spurt out from his body whose head was suddenly slapped away. The bright red blood sprinkled on the face of the young man sitting opposite the bonfire.

"Ah...ah...ghost ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"