The Road To Play From Douluo

"Komaji, don't take this defeat too seriously. In my opinion, your strength is already outstanding."

Facing Lota's encouragement, Koji could only lower his head in response. He really didn't have the face to look directly at Lotta. Komaji had actually been mentally prepared for defeat, but things developed beyond his expectations.

He thought he could somehow defeat Lotta, but it turned out that he still underestimated himself.

Lotta shook his head gently and gently pointed his finger on his forehead, "Komaji, do you want to know why you failed? In fact, the reason is very simple. You relied too much on the perception of fighting spirit."

"Are you saying that I shouldn't continue to practice Dou Qi perception?" Komaji looked at Luo Ta in surprise. He never expected to hear such a reply.

Regarding this point, Rota also has profound considerations. In the original work, Komaji, also known as Yiwoza, was suppressed for a while by Tanjiro who awakened the transparent world in the later Infinite City battle chapter.

It can be said that Koji's fighting spirit perception is restrained in the transparent world. In the transparent world where the opponent's actions can be predicted in advance, the fighting spirit perception is even weaker.

Dou Qi Sense can be said to be a low-end version of the transparent world developed by Yiwozuo. Facing the full version of the transparent world, it will naturally be slightly disadvantaged.

Although Yiwoza was temporarily suppressed by Tanjiro and Giyuu, he quickly adapted to the rhythm of the battle again and overcame the demon boundary with his tenacious will.

If it weren't for the memory killing, Tanjiro and Giyu might have been defeated. This is enough to show the terrifying strength of Yiwozao. The first three upper strings of Demon Slayer are almost all unsolvable. Compared to the original Black Death Mou and Yiwozao, Tong Mo in the second upper string is also extremely difficult to deal with, even his blood ghost technique, Tianke Breathing Technique.

Although there are imperfections in the sense of fighting spirit, it does not mean that Koji should give up the practice of sense of fighting spirit.

After thinking about it for a while, Luo Ta said seriously: "I don't mean what you think. I just mean that for some special opponents, you can't just rely on fighting spirit to perceive them, such as Lao Chan."

A glint flashed in Koji's eyes, and he seemed to understand what Lotta wanted to express. He finally understood the abnormal phenomenon discovered during the battle. It was not that there was a problem with his perception of fighting spirit, but that Rota itself did not emit fighting spirit.

"So that's it, I finally figured it out..."

"It seems that you already understand it, so I don't need to explain this issue too much. My advice to you is to continue to improve your fighting spirit perception. If possible, it is best to understand and understand the world."

"Transparent World...is Mr. Enichi's move, right?"

"Um,

In the time to come, there will definitely be no problem with your talent. In addition, don't release the fighting spirit sense at the beginning of the battle, believe that you will be fine. "Lota looked at Komaji with relief. Komaji is a child who only needs a little enlightenment to cheer up his spirit. Will is very valuable.

No matter before or now, Koji's strong will has never changed. This is what Lotta admires so much about him.

"Thank you. I understand my shortcomings and will definitely move in the direction you pointed out in the future."

Luo Ta smiled slightly, "You don't have to be so absolute, I'm just giving you a suggestion. Everyone has their own style, and your current strength can already dominate the world."

After resolving the confusion in his heart, Koji said goodbye to Lota and returned to Sakura Town. He also wanted to convey the answer he heard from Lota to Fukama.

Luo Ta stood outside the gate of Tianshi Mansion and looked at Komaji who was drifting away. He also let out a long sigh with emotion, "Everything is finally on the right track. Just wait patiently..."

Hundreds of years passed in a flash, and somewhere in an unknown mountain forest, a young man with a scar on his forehead was wearing blue and black plaid clothes and walking steadily towards the town ahead with a basket of coal on his back.

This boy has red and black hair, and two earrings with sun patterns hanging on his ears.

It's winter now, with heavy snow falling in the sky, and a thick layer of snowflakes accumulating on the ground.

Although the road ahead is very difficult, the boy who sells charcoal still has a healing smile as gentle as the sun.

"We must work hard to sell out all the charcoal today!" The boy selling charcoal silently cheered himself up, and the pace of progress could not help but speed up a lot.

Arriving in the town, people who were out working saw the boy arriving and greeted him enthusiastically: "Tanjiro~ You are still so energetic today! It has been winter recently and the weather is very cold. Remember to wear warm clothes."

"Thank you for your concern. I'm dressed warmly." The boy named Tanjiro had a gentle smile on his face and expressed his gratitude to those who greeted him.

"Seeing Tantan's smile makes me feel better today. Tantan, come here. I'll buy more charcoal today. I've almost used all of it yesterday."

"Okay, here you go!"

Tanjiro was busy selling until the evening. He looked at the sky and the empty bamboo basket. Today's goal was achieved.

"It's getting late. If we don't go back soon, our family will definitely be worried."

Tanjiro picked up the bamboo basket and hurried towards his home. When passing by a house, the uncle who lived there stopped Tanjiro.

"Tanjiro! Are you going home?"

Although he was eager to go home, Tanjiro stopped politely and replied, "Yes, I have to go home right now, otherwise my family will be worried."

The uncle's expression suddenly became serious and he said to Tanjiro: "It's late at night and it's not safe to walk at night. You can stay here with me tonight and go back tomorrow."

"But..." Tanjiro was still hesitant.

"There are ghosts at night, so be careful about your life."

Tanjiro thought for a while but agreed to his uncle's enthusiastic invitation. After all, walking at night was still a bit unsafe. If something happened, the family would be missing a pillar of support.

"Well, I'll leave you alone today."

"If you are there, come in quickly and don't catch a cold."

Tanjiro was warmly entertained when he entered the room, holding a cup of hot tea. He couldn't help but recall what his uncle said before.

"Uncle, why do you think there are ghosts at night? Aren't those just excuses used by adults to coax children to sleep?"

The uncle waved his hand helplessly: "Don't be careless. Creatures like ghosts are never false. They have always existed."

Tanjiro did not refute the words of the uncle in front of him. After all, some people may just believe in these gods and ghosts.

Seeing Tanjiro's flattering look, the uncle also became stern, and even used an educational tone: "Tanjiro, remember what I said, never walk at night, it will be dangerous if you are stared at by ghosts."

"Hey, I know, I will definitely pay attention to it in the future. But won't these ghosts attack people at home?"

"It's hard to say. Anyway, not going out is definitely the right choice."

Tanjiro has always been skeptical about creatures like ghosts. He only thinks that ghosts are some kind of ferocious beasts.

"I'm going to sleep first. I'll take out your quilt for you. If you feel sleepy, just go to sleep."

"Okay, thank you very much." Tanjiro thanked him gratefully.

"It's nothing, there's no need to be so outspoken."

Tanjiro didn't intend to stay up late after a tiring day. Since his uncle was going to rest, he had a good rest.

Just when Tanjiro was about to close the window, a faint smell of blood floated from the distance. Although the smell was very weak, Tanjiro, who has a keen sense of smell, still caught it.

"This is the smell of blood...where did it come from? That direction is...home!!!" Tanjiro looked in the direction of his home in horror and was about to go home to check the situation.

"Tanjiro, what are you going to do? Didn't I say it's dangerous at night?"

A trace of panic appeared on Tanjiro's face, and he quickly explained to his uncle: "Uncle, I smell the smell of blood, coming from the direction of my home! I can't just stay like this."