Demon Slayer: The Forest Pillar

Two months after Shinichi woke up.

"Breath of the Forest·One Form·Iron Birch Slash!"

The turquoise slash from the wooden sword in Shinichi's hand slashed towards Wugui with overwhelming momentum, and the illusory golden iron birch seemed to be lying in front of Wugui.

However, facing this attack, Wugui did not intend to dodge at all, and there was a hint of appreciation in his golden eyes.

He suddenly raised his arms, formed an L-shaped posture, and stood sideways, "Blood Martial Arts·Shield Style·Xuanwu!"

A rich scarlet breath suddenly flashed in Wugui's hand, and the vaporized blood formed a scarlet giant shield engraved with a hideous Xuanwu pattern on Wugui's side in the blink of an eye.

Boom! ! The turquoise slash hit the Xuanwu shield and made a harsh explosion.

Shinichi's eyes were as fast as lightning, and the wooden sword immediately rotated to another angle, "Forest Breathing·Three Types·Thorns!"

The speed that burst out in an instant allowed Shinichi to get close to Wugui in almost a few tenths of a second. The wooden sword in his hand also turned into a ball of green light, bypassing Wugui's black tortoise shield at an extremely clever angle, and rushed straight to Wugui's face.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be impossible to resist Shinichi's attack, but it was Wugui, the first and only ghost that Shokujiu transformed hundreds of years ago.

When he was still a human, Wugui was a famous martial arts fanatic. Not only was he invincible in this small island country, it was said that Wugui even reached the distant Eastern country. In that mysterious and powerful country, Wugui's martial arts went a step further.

After becoming a ghost, Wugui practiced martial arts to an extreme. Its blood martial arts is a powerful blood ghost art that is extended from its martial arts!

"Blood martial arts·Asana·Stop Palm!" Seeing that the wooden sword was about to stab at his face, Wu Gui calmly shouted twice, and then the scarlet light wrapped around his palm, and he bent his wrist and pushed it out instantly.

Bang! It was just a light sound, but Shinichi's body retreated uncontrollably until he took five or six steps back to stabilize his body.

"Little guy, don't use this trick. I have fought with Moriki Shunichi countless times. When it comes to your Forest Breathing, my understanding is not much worse than yours. If you want to beat me, you have to show some real skills." Wu Gui looked at Shinichi and said lightly. He was too familiar with every move of Forest Breathing, or he was too familiar with the first ten forms.

Because the last trick of Forest Breathing, even Moriki Shunichi himself only made a guess, and he didn't really create it.

Shinichi looked at Wugui's expectant eyes. He knew that Wugui wanted to fight with him in his demonized state. However, he looked around. After all, this was Shoku's territory. If they really fought, wouldn't they destroy his house?

"Then try some other moves." Shinichi looked at Wugui and said, walking to the side, taking another shorter wooden sword from the wooden shelf, and quickly crossing them in front of him to form a sword posture.

Seeing Shinichi holding up the two swords, Wugui's eyes immediately revealed a hint of disappointment. It still wanted to fight with Shinichi, whose whole body was red and flaming. It was the same when it fought with Moriki Shunichi before. The guy who loved to show off always made excuses that he had not fully activated the power of demonization every time he lost.

As a result, Wugui was unable to fight with the so-called strongest form of demonization until Moriki Shunichi died. This has become Wugui's regret.

"Playing with two swords? Little guy, I'm not saying that your two-sword swordsmanship has the shadow of Miyamoto Musashi, right? Hehe, I have actually fought with this sword saint. As a human, he is indeed strong enough, but he is still far behind me." Wu Gui said with a smile.

But Shinichi didn't care so much. He held the two swords tightly, and the green light in his left eye was bright, "Stop talking nonsense, come! Forest Breathing·Thirteen Type·Nitian Ichiryu·Wolf Soul!!"

Awoo! ! The illusory green giant wolf quickly took shape in front of Wu Gui, and the ferocious green wolf eyes locked Wu Gui fiercely.

"Haha, young guy." Wu Gui laughed, then took a step back, holding his hands one in front and one behind, and a light shone in his golden eyes, "Blood Martial Arts·Spear Style·Blue Dragon!"

Wu Gui's two hands burst out scarlet blood mist at the same time, and quickly took shape in his hands. In the blink of an eye, a blood-colored spear was formed, and there seemed to be a dragon pattern circling on the spear.

Bang! ! Shinichi moved his body, and the illusory green giant wolf also rushed out with a roar. Wugui raised his spear, his fangs were exposed, and a roar like a dragon's roar came out. The rich scarlet breath formed a blood-red illusory dragon around Wugui. The dragon bared its fangs and claws, and also roared towards the green giant wolf.

Boom! ! !

Outside, the ground shook, and inside the room, Xiangjiu sat steadily at the table, carefully reading the book in his hand., pushing the gold-rimmed glasses on the nose from time to time, and holding a fountain pen in one hand, writing something in a notebook from time to time.

But the dragon roars and wolf howls outside continued like this, which made Xiangjiu a little overwhelmed. Later, he simply raised one hand, and the black claws pierced directly into his ears, piercing the eardrums, in order to seek a moment of silence.

But this only worked for a short while. The powerful recovery of the ghost allowed Xiangjiu to repair the eardrums in just a moment.

It rubbed its temples in some distress and complained: "These two guys, let's quickly separate them. If this goes on, I will definitely have neurasthenia. However, it has been more than two months."

Thinking of this, Xiangjiu walked to the experimental corner of the room and took out a glass bottle with Shinichi's blood in it. During this period, it has studied Shinichi's blood a lot, but there are still many questions that have not been figured out.

Shinichi's blood, like Moriki Shunichi's, comes from Muzan, but it is not a subordinate nature like other evil spirits. This really troubles Shoku. However, it seems that someone can solve this problem now.

Tamayo! Thinking of the female ghost who broke free from Muzan's control, Shoku couldn't help but reveal a touch of admiration in his eyes, and even a little ashamed. The trip to Tokyo at the beginning was a blow to him. He didn't expect that his research level after a thousand years was not as good as that of a "young" junior.

After thinking for a while, Shoku began to write a letter to Tamayo. During this period of time, apart from them, Tamayo might be the first person to know that Shinichi was still alive, because Shoku and Tamayo also established communication, of course, limited to research communication.

Shoku is also very interested in what Tamayo has been developing, but it has never revealed half of what it has been researching. In fact, Shoku has never told anyone what he is researching. Even Wugui only roughly knows that it is researching something against Muzan.

After writing a letter, the noise outside also slowed down. It seems that the competition between Wugui and Shinichi is almost over. Xiangjiu breathed a sigh of relief. During this period of time, Wugui has not only been a sparring partner for Shinichi to train Shinichi's martial arts and body, but it has also done a lot. It mainly helps Shinichi recover his body and conducts some blood experiments.

In general, Shinichi, who was seriously injured and dying at the time, is now a blessing in disguise. His blood has undergone further improvement. Xiangjiu not only merged the blood left by Moriki Shunichi into Shinichi's body, but also boldly merged Wugui and even his own blood into Shinichi's body.

This has created Shinichi's new body now. If the current Shinichi opens the third degree of blood violence again, he will probably only feel slightly uncomfortable with his physical strength.

"It's about time. I think you should be anxious to return to your own life." Xiangjiu walked out of the room and murmured to Shinichi who was sitting in a messy yard not far away.