Demon Slayer: The Undead Swordsman of Thunder

The young swordsmen stepped on the morning dew and rushed out of the Torii gate in high spirits. Some of them were covered with dirt, and the most serious damage was that their clothes were torn.

This group of young people, led by Touma Shin and the other five, stood in front of Rengoku Makijuro in a "two" shape.

Looking at this group of young people, Makijuro was confused. Did these guys go on a picnic?

He counted again and again, and then rubbed his eyes in disbelief to make sure he was not mistaken.

As a pillar, he knew the cruelty of the final selection best. It would be good if ten out of the twenty-five survived.

But the fact is so dreamy, twenty-five people go in, and twenty-five people come out.

The survival rate is 100%, which is unique in the history of the Demon Slayer Corps for hundreds of years.

"Uncle?" Touma Shin saw Makijuro looking at everyone without saying anything, and reminded him softly.

Makijuro came back to his senses, laughed loudly, and then returned to his passionate uncle's appearance, saying cheerfully:

"Congratulations to all of you for passing the final selection. Everyone should work hard in the future!"

Every boy and girl had a bright smile on their faces, full of vigor and vitality, just like the wisteria flowers that never fade around them.

They made history and achieved a unique 100% survival rate, all thanks to those who stood in the front.

Each of them was helped by the five people of Touyu Shin, and Murata has the most say on this.

In the future, when I brag, I can say that I killed with the five pillars.

For young swordsmen, the five people of Touyu Shin are undoubtedly dazzling new stars. They gave everyone a hope, that is, the possibility of killing all the evil demons in the world.

As the most experienced person in the Demon Slayer Corps, Makijuro was very pleased because he saw the future of the Demon Slayer Corps in these young people.

The future is in the hands of these young people, and the decline of the Demon Slayer Corps will be gone forever.

He snapped his fingers, and the next moment, twenty-five crows flew towards the boys.

Under the morning light, the true color of the crows' feathers was revealed. It was not a fixed black color, but a rainbow-like colorful color.

In fact, every time the Demon Slayer Corps prepares crows for the final selection, they are all for everyone, but the rules do not allow every crow to get a master.

This time, the preparation was not in vain.

The crows choose their masters based on their eyesight. They hovered over the crowd, but none of them fell.

Suddenly, the largest crow rushed out of the crow group first, and it naturally landed on Fei Yuzhen's shoulder, and spit out a few words in a high and cold voice.

"Give me a name!"

Fei Yuzhen looked at the crow that chose him, and why did he have the illusion that a domineering president fell in love with me?

Forget it, as for the name, he said with a smile:

"Let's call you the Holy Blade!"

"How about it?"

"Yes!" The crow nodded, still aloof and domineering.

After a while, all the crows chose their own masters. If nothing unexpected happens, they will accompany their masters until they die in battle.

Next, the swordsmen need to choose their own "gorilla scarlet iron sand" and "gorilla scarlet ore".

These two ores are mined in the place closest to the sun, and the sun wheel sword forged from them is the only weapon that can cause damage to demons.

Makijuro pointed to the platform on the side and said to everyone: "Young men, choose your own ore, and then fight for your future!"

"The future of the Demon Slayer Corps is entrusted to you!"

The ores are almost the same, so Feiyuzhen just picked a group at random.

Then, the members of Yin came out of the wisteria forest nearby. They had been waiting for a long time. They would be responsible for measuring the swordsmen's measurements and then bring the sizes back to the headquarters for the tailors to make uniforms.

They also brought the ore selected by the swordsmen to the swordsmith village.

Yin's members were responsible for the logistics of the Demon Slayer Corps. Without them, the Demon Slayer Corps would be like a table without a leg.

Everyone who joined the Demon Slayer Corps had a common goal, which was to create a world without demons.

"Brother, what's your name?" Touma asked in daily conversation. Even if he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, he could still remember the name.

The Yin member who was measuring Touma was stunned for a moment, and then a young man's voice sounded.

"My name is Sato Yinye!"

Feiyuzhen stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Tiandao Feiyuzhen, please take care of me in the future!"

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Yinye looked at Feiyuzhen in disbelief. After all, few people would say thank you to the members of Yin. Yin has always been responsible for logistics, so he is not as concerned as the swordsmen who are on the front line.

Most of the swordsmen also take Yin's efforts for granted.

"Please take care of me, Mr. Tiandao!" Yinye tightlyHolding Fei Yuzhen's hand, he remembered the other's appearance and respect.

After all the preparations were completed, Yin's team members left Fujishi Mountain one after another. They had to send the things back to the headquarters as quickly as possible.

The selected team members "returned to their own homes and found their own mothers", waiting for the Sun Wheel Sword and team uniforms to arrive, and then began to carry out the demon-slaying mission.

Rengoku Makijuro's crow left Fujishi Mountain in a hurry. It had to bring this good news back to the headquarters as soon as possible.

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Headquarters, Ubuyashiki residence.

Ubuyashiki Yoya and Xingming were discussing something, and Taro fell on Yoya's shoulder noisily. His voice sounded like Makijuro's, and his blood was boiling.

"Lord, Lord!"

"Great news!"

"Taro, don't be anxious, take your time!" Yoya smiled and comforted.

"The survival rate of the final selection is 100%, and 25 people survived!"

Hearing this, the list in Yaoya's hand fell quietly, and even the calm lord couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

100% survival rate!

He took off the letter paper on Taro's leg, which was written by Rengoku Makijuro.

[My lord, congratulations! I believe that in a few years, the decline of the Demon Slayer Corps will definitely be changed. Touma, Obanai, Santo, Tomioka Giyu, and Kyojuro beheaded a total of 95 evil spirits, and the demons in the entire Fujiki Mountain are almost extinct.

All five of them have the qualifications to become pillars. Thinking of this, I am particularly happy.

I hope the lord takes care of himself! 】

"My lord, what makes you so happy?" Xingming noticed the change in the lord's breath and asked.

"Gyomei, the future of the Demon Slayer Corps will be extremely bright, and you will be able to become a senior in no time." Yaoya was excited and repeated the contents of the letter excitedly.

After listening, Xingming clasped his hands together and couldn't stop crying. This was indeed great news.

"Amane, help me get a pen and paper. I want to write a letter to thank Senior Urokodaki, Senior Kuwashima and Senior Makijuro. They have trained very good swordsmen!"

Hearing this, Amane walked out of the room with a pen and paper, with a smile from the heart on her face. Since her husband took over the Demon Slayer Corps, she rarely saw him smile so happily.

Yaoya wrote quickly, and there was something in his mind that he had never dared to think of before.

The dispute between humans and demons may be settled in this generation.