Demon Slayer: The man who forged the sword, the blade flows like fire and it scares people to cry.

The days before the duel.

There is only one day left.

Genya was already at Shinichi's door on time.

Knock knock.

Genya knocked lightly on the door twice.

It took a long time before the

door was opened.

Shinichi appeared in front of Genya.

"Master." Genya smiled happily.

"Ah..."

Xin spoke, as if to speak, and as if he was dozing.

Genya couldn't see Shinichi's expression behind the fire man's mask.

"Master, I didn't arrive early, did I?"

Shinichi's reaction left Genya confused.

"Oooh, it's about to duel with that smelly brother of yours, hahaha, I remember I remember."

After speaking, Xin Yi yawned.

Shinichi's lying technique....

Really, very generally.

This kind of cover up of three hundred taels without silver here can't even be fooled by the underage Xuanmi.

"Master must have been overworked recently and didn't rest. No hurry, I'll wait for Master to rest first. "

I really can't see that Xuan Mi, who is frizzy on weekdays, has such a high emotional intelligence in the face of Master.

Xin Yi was still quite satisfied with this apprentice.

"Hah! It's okay, let's get started.

Shinichi took Genya to the courtyard.

In the middle of the courtyard are placed two anvils used for forging.

Xin Yi pointed to one of the anvils and asked, "Do you think you can split this anvil?"

Genya's eyes widened, unable to believe his ears.

"Master is saying, split, split this?? No, no, definitely!

Genya shook his head.

I thought,

how is this possible.

Even with the slashing knife forged by the master, it is impossible to do it.

Although, the chopping knife used to easily cut off the Japanese wheel knife.

But what is in front of you is an anvil that has been tempered for thousands of years!

This kind of hardness is ten, or even a hundred Japanese knives, it can't be compared!

"Then do you think you can defeat the wind pillar?" Xin smiled.

Genya continued to shake his head.

"The difficulty of these two things is actually similar, as long as you can split the anvil today, you can defeat the wind pillar tomorrow."

What the?!

Be sure to split this thing today?!

Xuan Ya's ambition for so many days was completely vented at once.

This....

It's simply impossible.

Xin Yi didn't care about Xuan Ya's expression, but continued to ask:

"What do you think is the most important thing for a swordsman's ability to be used to the extreme?"

Although Genya already felt hopeless.

However, looking at Xin Yi's serious eyes, Xuan Ya did not dare to slack.

You can only bite the bullet and think.

"Is it a weapon?" Genya tried to answer.

Shin Yi shook his head.

"Yes... Breathing!

"It's close, but it's not breathing." Xin Yi stretched out his right palm, "I only demonstrate once, you watch."

Genya focused.

Don't dare to talk much, for fear of missing something.

The moment Xin Yi stretched out his right palm.

Genya only felt a gust of wind, skimmed past him, and then stopped in Shinichi's palm.

When Genya slowed down.

Xin Yi already had an extra knife in his palm.

This knife is familiar!

Genya quickly touched his waist.

At the waist, one of the two scabbards....

Already, empty!

What appeared in Xin's palm was

one of the bones of Hua Tian's madness - "Hua Tian"!

"The most important thing for a swordsman is the mind."

Xin Yi looked at Hua Tian in his hand affectionately, like looking at an old friend who had been reunited after a long absence.

"The so-called breathing method, in the earliest days, only assisted the low-level swordsman to concentrate. And the real master, even breathing, forget about it.

"Thoughts are the source of all energy."

"When the mind is concentrated enough, strong enough..."

"Not only the opponent, but even the knife will melt."

"Ordinary nikkaku knives are just utensils, and they can only carry their thoughts to the greatest extent."

"And the slashing knife..."

"It is the product of thoughts!"

Xin Yi raised Hua Tian with his right hand and pointed the tip of his knife at the sky.

The sun hanging high in the sky seems to have begun to dim.

"You just have to be able to empathize with them."

"Anything can be split!"

"Like, like this!!"

Speaking closed,

Xin Yi threw his right arm down.

Boom!

One of the anvils exploded in response!

Dust all around.

When you regain your composure and see the anvil again.

It's already split in two!

Xuan Ya was already shocked at this time, like a puppet, nailed to the spot.

He had seen swordsmen who split towering trees.

He had also seen the team splitting boulders.

However, he had never seen anyone split such a thick anvil.

Not to mention....

The knife that Xin Yi just swung out was

too light!

So to speak, effortlessly!

If you do your best....

Genya didn't dare to think about it, and stared blankly at the master with the fire man's mask.

"Next, it's up to you."

Xin Yi inserted Hua Tian into the ground and left with his hands down.

Genya was left alone in the courtyard.

............

Ten times!

A hundred times!

A thousand times!

The sun sets over the mountains.

Moonshine began to spread.

Genya's whole body was already soaked with sweat.

Genya looked at the slashing knife in his hand.

The chopping knife is really hard.

He has swung his knife at the anvil thousands of times, and there is nothing out of the ordinary.

It's a pity that

Xuanmi's mouth has cracked.

The pain began to distract him.

Time, it's running out.

Anxiety also began to incite him.

Split the anvil....

Is it really possible to do it....

If he hadn't seen Shinichi do it with his own eyes, maybe Genya would have given up long ago.

It's so painful.

A thousand attempts, a thousand failures.

Every failure is a disappointment, until the heart begins to numb.

Genya's physical strength was already a little overdrawn.

He fell to his knees.

Look down and look at the chopping knife in your hand.

The blood stains oozing from the tiger's mouth stuck to the handle of the knife.

A thought came to his mind.

Although this pair of chopping knives is hard.

If they were also conscious

, they would have experienced this thousand slashes,

they would be

more painful

than me.... The moment this thought appeared, the blades of the two knives also flickered.

"Master said, resonate with them!"

Resonance!

Genya seemed to have figured out something.

He got back on his feet.

Hold back the pain.

One time!

Two!

Ten downs!

At the eleventh time, he stopped moving his hands.

A smile appeared on Genya's face.

It turned out that every time he slashed before, Hua Tian Mad Bone kept prompting himself.

Either the handle trembles slightly,

or the humming sound of the blade is not pure.

These ten subsequent attempts confirmed his guess.

He wants to treat the slashing knife

as a friend, as a master,

and even...

Be yourself!

Genya closed his eyes and raised his slashing knife again.

"With my body, turn into a blade!"

"Spend a day crazy bone!"

"Cut it! Defeat him! "

Genya swung the eleventh sword fiercely....

This knife is the same as Xin Yi's knife.

Boom!

The anvil exploded all around.

Stirred up a cloud of dust.

However, for Genya, this moment was surprisingly quiet.

The whole night, the whole world, seemed to be silent.

Until the dust settles.

Genya regained his senses.

He looked up.

The anvil in front of him opened a red slit in the middle.

It's like being cut by a flame.

He did it!