Demon Slayer: The Tai Chi Swordsman

After all, knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle. Although Ubuyashiki Yoya cannot go to the battlefield, he is also doing his best to assist the swordsmen.

After learning about the strength of the upper rank, now at least two pillars go on missions together. If two people cannot defeat each other, at least they have a chance to retreat.

Ubuyashiki Yoya's current strategy is to retain as many pillar-level warriors as possible, and behead the upper rank if conditions permit.

The rollover of the Infinite Train was defined as an ordinary accident under the operation of the Ubuyashiki family.

The accident of the Railway Ripper has also become a thing of the past. Since the accident of the Infinite Train, the public security near the railway has improved a lot, even better than before.

Thanks to Nightmare's blood demon art, no one knows about the situation this time, and the only train policeman who knows about it has also written a letter of commitment.

As for the four children, Kiritani Battle Rabbit still cured them out of a kind heart.

The ramen restaurant next to the railway has returned to its former bustle, and the dusty people are very satisfied with the boss's craftsmanship.

But no matter how many customers there are in the ramen restaurant, there is always a seat at the table in the corner.

Ding-ling!

The wind chimes at the door rang crisply, and Kiritani Sento and Kyojuro naturally sat at the table in the corner.

After they recovered from their injuries at the nearest Fujiya, they rushed to the appointment.

Before the two of them could order, two bowls of hot pork bone ramen were placed in front of them by the boss.

Kiritani Sento sniffed it and joked, "Hey! Has the boss's cooking skills declined?"

The boss rolled his eyes at Kiritani Sento and complained, "Then I'll charge you more!"

Although the boss didn't know what happened, he roughly guessed that it must have something to do with these young people, who were different at first glance.

After all, the boss himself was saved by a ghost hunter when he was young.

"Grandma!"

"I heard that this ramen is the best on the railway, let's try it!"

Kofuku's cheerful voice sounded, and with a ding-ling, the quaint wooden door was pushed open.

The afterglow of the setting sun came with the summer breeze, shining through the crack of the door into the crowded ramen restaurant. Even the sun put away its dazzling light and turned into a golden ball.

Inadvertently, Xiaofu saw Kyojuro eating noodles and laughed instantly.

"Grandma!"

"Grandma!"

"Look, it's my benefactor!"

The old lady walked in slowly, her eyes full of kindness.

"I see!"

Kyojuro also noticed the grandparents and grandchildren. He waved at them and laughed heartily, "Long time no see, do you want to eat together?"

"Is it okay?"

Xiaofu asked a little embarrassedly.

"Of course, there are just two seats here!"

Kiritani Zhantu poked his head out and waved to the two with a smile.

With a creak, the wooden door slowly closed.

The heat of the ramen slowly rose, and the sunset dyed it with a layer of gold.

Laughter and joy filled the small shop, just like the breeze in midsummer.

With a touch of sunset, the world is full of scenery!

The story of the Infinite Train has ended, but the story of the railway continues. The people who have been saved will always remember the ghost hunters walking in the dark, and pass it down from generation to generation.

…

In the big villas in the city, the cicadas are the most rare.

The humming wind blows through the willows, rustling the curtains on the balcony.

Akaza half-knelt in front of the French window, reporting about the Infinite Train with a calm face.

"My lord, I am incompetent!"

Akaza ended with this sentence, lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Oh?"

"That's it?"

"Don't you have anything else to say?"

The childish voice gradually became deeper, and finally turned into the questioning voice of an adult, with uncontrollable anger in the voice.

As soon as Muzan finished speaking, an invisible shock wave hit Akaza.

Crash!

The huge French window shattered into pieces, Akaza's body was covered with cracked wounds, and blood gushed out.

Muzan walked slowly to Akaza, his face full of dissatisfaction and his eyes full of murderous intent.

But murderous intent was not suitable for the role Muzan played today.

He played a child who was only about ten years old, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, looking like a young boy.

Muzan transformed into his childhood form, and under the pseudonym Junguo, he mixed into the family of a drug dealer and lived as an adopted son. His main purpose for doing so was to try to develop a drug to overcome sunlight.

Unfortunately, there was no progress, and Akaza told him today that he had not killed even one pillar, and Muzan almost exploded on the spot.

Akaza said stubbornly: "My lord, I have become stronger, stronger than in the past few hundred years. Next time I will definitely kill that guy!"

Muzan glanced at Akaza to confirm that this useless subordinate was not lying.

"You are at the level of Kokushibo, right?"

MuzanA dull voice sounded, like rolling thunder, and the anger value was full.

Akaza lowered his head even lower, and he answered respectfully: "Yes!"

Akaza, who had reached the state of transparency, realized the horror of his master even more. With five heads and seven hearts, he could no longer be called a living being.

Did Kiritani Battle Rabbit really know that he was fighting such a powerful master?

Was everything they did meaningful?

Muzan helplessly held his forehead, sighed, and said speechlessly: "It's still a little useful!"

"Master, I want to propose a bloody battle with a change of position!" Akaza's tone was firm. He had been waiting for this moment for hundreds of years, and he must beat up the bastard Douma.

"Oh?"

Muzan glanced at Akaza, and he was a little interested.

After all, the last bloody battle with a change of position was hundreds of years ago.

"Is it Douma or Kokushibo?"

"Douma!"

Akaza said firmly.

"I'll give you one more chance, but don't kill him!"

Swoosh! Swoosh!

A sound like an arrow piercing the air rang out, and Akaza disappeared.

The bloody battle of replacement is just as it literally means "replacement, bloody battle". Lower-ranking demons are allowed to challenge higher-ranking demons. Once the lower-ranking demon wins, they can replace the higher-ranking demon and gain the favor of Muzan. The loser will fall into eternal damnation and even lose his life.

The bloody battle of replacement is the most advantageous weapon for Muzan to stimulate the bloodthirstiness of demons, and it is also his evil taste to kill time.

Originally, the demon who lost the bloody battle of replacement would be devoured by the winner. Hantengu's death made Muzan not want to have any more upper-rank demons die, after all, there were not enough people.

Muzan also agreed to Akaza's proposal to give a warning to other upper-rank demons.

Suddenly, the door of the room where Wuzan was was opened, and his adoptive mother and the maid rushed in with worried faces.

"My son!"

The adoptive mother hugged Wuzan into her arms, and then cried and checked whether Wuzan was injured.

"Noisy!"

Wuzan pulled a face, and invisible sound waves spread out. In the blink of an eye, two fresh lives turned into a pool of blood.