Chapter 184 - When a Martial Arts Practitioner Sees an Immortal Cultivator

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The top of Mt. Saagiri.

The oxygen is thin. If an ordinary person is in this place, he may have difficulty breathing, just like drowning on land.

Kanroji Sakuramochi has left the top of the mountain, and she has returned to the shrine.

After all, Ganluji Sakura Cake, which has worked hard for hundreds of years, has reached its peak strength.

There would be no progress in a short period of time, so she chose to go back and sort out the current information with Ubuyashiki Sukeyo and Tatsuki.

"Are you awake?" Shang Quannai raised his head and looked at the sun hanging in the sky through the thick fog, and he said to the pillars in front of him.

After glancing at the group of pillars, he nodded:

"Now that we're all awake, let's start..."

Suddenly, a hand was slowly raised from the middle of the team:

"Wait...go...huh...Master Shangquan..."

It was Kazama Nariya, and he was breathing heavily with a pale face.

At this moment, the difference in comprehensive strength between the pillars can be seen at a glance.

Kazama Nariya, who was the least proficient in breathing techniques, was currently holding one hand on Iwami Inkstone, which stood as tall as a mountain, and kept breathing heavily.

"Huh...huh..."

Pulling open his collar to reveal the hideous scars on his chest, he raised his head and breathed hard.

After all, Kazama Chengya created the breathing method on his own, and even he himself was not very proficient in it.

In such a place with thin oxygen, he was a little uncomfortable for a while, and his breathing rhythm was disrupted, causing his body to be severely hypoxic.

His eyes were a little dark, and he put his hands on Yan Cijian's shoulders, his head moving bit by bit, as if he was about to faint.

Purgatory Jinjuro and Minazuki Shiro looked over with some worry. Beside them, my wife Shancun was standing with her shoulders slumped, looking like she was about to cry.

Shang Quanna narrowed his eyes and observed Kazama Chengya's body. He did not speak, but turned his head and glanced at Jiguoyuan.

——If this guy didn't breathe according to his breathing rhythm, he wouldn't be like this due to lack of oxygen just by relying on his own physical fitness.

——I kept maintaining the immature breathing rhythm, but as a result I became disordered.

"Relax." As soon as Ji Guoyuan stood up from the side, he walked over and gently patted Kazama Chengya's back.

Jiguoyuan noticed something was wrong with Kazama Chengya early on. He had been secretly observing the other person's breathing pattern.

Now, he has completely mastered the "breathing of wind" that Kazama Chengya imagined.

"Follow my rhythm, don't be nervous." Ji Guoyuan said softly, and his breathing pattern began to change.

"breathe……"

Following Tsukuni Enichi's guidance, Kazama Chengya closed his eyes tightly, his breathing gradually calmed down, and Xu Qing's face returned to color.

At the same time, his own somewhat incomplete breathing technique gradually became complete.

aside.

"Hiss-hoo-"

Jiguo Yansheng, who was struggling to breathe, looked at this with a strange expression, feeling very puzzled.

What did Yuanyi do?

Jiguo Iwakatsu struggled to keep breathing, but still felt short of breath.

All his attention was focused on Yuanyi, and he had no intention of paying attention to others.

In contrast.

The ninja standing aside, whose injuries no longer affected his movements, was breathing much easier.

——Ninjas have been trained to hold their breath in water since childhood, and are often better than ordinary people in these aspects.

He looked at Yan Sheng, who was staring at Yuanyi silently in front of him, and looked down at his hands, hesitating a little.

But after a while, the ninja gave up his idea of ​​teaching Iwakatsu an easier way to breathe.

——The master has such a strong character, he probably won’t accept his own methods.

He thought as he tied the kunai and shuriken around his waist tightly.

There is a simple sleeve arrow ejection device on the forearm, which is a very simple but very practical ninja mechanism.

——Who is throwing kunai with their hands these days?

At this time.

Shang Quannai in front of the team suddenly waved his hand to Ji Guoyuan:

"Then the team here will be left to you first. Let them hone their breathing skills first."

Shang Quanna pointed in the direction of Jiguo Yansheng and smiled at Jiguo Enichi:

"Just leave your brother's side to me."

As soon as Ji Guoyuan raised his head, he subconsciously looked at his brother in the direction of Shang Quannai's finger. He recalled Yu Duo's instructions in his mind.

——Don’t get close to your brother, otherwise he will be angry.

"Yes." He turned back and nodded to Shang Quannai expressionlessly, expressing his agreement.

Shang Quanna nodded, then turned around and walked in the direction of Zhuo Jiguo Yansheng.

Iwakatsu Tsukuni glanced at Naosen Nai who kept walking towards him with some doubts. He then turned to look at Enichi Tsukuni who was correcting Iwami Inkstone's breathing pattern.

Then it dawned on me.

——Enichi, have you already reached this level in the Demon Slayer Squad?

——Well, that’s to be expected.

At this time,

"Jiguo... Iwakatsu, right."

Shang Quanna stood in front of Jiguo Yansheng and Ninja. He had his hands behind his back, and there seemed to be something in the palms behind him. He looked at Yansheng:

"Yuanyi has told me about your matter."

Jiguo Yansheng didn't speak, but his expression froze slightly, and then he nodded indifferently.

Hearing this, Shang Quanna turned his eyes to the ninja next to him:

"What about you, what's your name?"

The ninja who had been silent and tried to reduce his presence was stunned. He looked at Shang Quan Nai in a daze, as if he didn't expect Shang Quan Nai to ask him like this.

The ninja was silent for a while.

Under the gaze of Tsukuni Iwakatsu, the ninja opened his mouth and explained in a calm tone:

"The name for a ninja is ninja. Ninjas don't have names."

After saying that, the ninja closed his mouth again and fell into silence.

——Things with names will have feelings for them, but ninjas should not have feelings.

Emotions will only hinder the progress of tasks when doing tasks, and are the weakness of human beings.

Ninjas who abandon their emotions are the "tools" truly born for the mission.

This is the consciousness that the ninja has been instilled in. He takes this as a warning and firmly believes in it.

Shang Quanna glanced at the ninjas in surprise, but after thinking about the current situation of Neon, it was not so surprising that such a group existed.

He didn't question anything, but nodded silently:

"Have you decided to join the Demon Slayer Corps?"

This is a question for ninjas.

"Wherever the master is, the ninja will be there." With almost no hesitation, the ninja answered decisively. He seemed to have said this sentence thousands of times, and his tone was very skillful.

This sentence also means that if one day Tsukuni Iwakatsu decides to leave the Demon Slayer Corps, then he himself will not stay.

At this time, Shang Quannai's ears twitched slightly.

He heard the whispers from the team pillars behind him in the Jiguoyuan area.

——Yuanyi wants them to fight each other.

——In this extremely hypoxic environment, brawling is the best way to promote actual combat capabilities.

He came to his senses.

"Okay, then the last question."

Shang Quannai nodded, lowering his eyes slightly, his eyelids lazily covering half of his pupils.

The hand hidden behind his back stretched out in front of him, and then slowly opened his palm.

The thing held in the palm was also revealed to several people.

——They are two small and exquisite bone bottles.

When Tsukuni Iwakatsu and the ninjas were attracted by the thing in Shangquanna's palm, he asked slowly:

"you."

"Want to become stronger?"

Shang Quannai's tone was low, but very attractive.

The moment he said these words.

The pillars behind him began the prologue of the brawl.

[Water Breath·Land Type·Twisting Vortex]

"Drink!" Shui Wuyuebai gritted his teeth and twisted his body hard!

Wow——!

White ripples suddenly swept around Minazuki Shiro, and he suddenly jumped up high!

It directly attracted Tsukuni Iwakatsu and Ninja who were looking at Shangquan Nai.

The two subconsciously raised their heads and looked behind Shang Quannai in shock.

——The blue and white waves as exquisite as an ukiyo-e, spinning and entangled on the blade, floated in the air with the leaping swordsman.

next moment.

Purgatory Jinjuro stood on the ground, the soles of his feet gripping the ground, and all the muscles in his body were concentrated on his arms!

[Breath of Flame·Shape of Si·Meandering of Shengyan]!

Peng——!

As the blade twisted, the dazzling red flames turned into a whirlpool and rolled out from the blade, instantly blocking the waves that Minazuki Haku shot out in all directions.

Bah——!

When the high-temperature flames come into contact with the water, a large amount of white mist evaporates immediately.

Instantly blocks a large area of ​​visible area.

For a moment, everyone stood in the fog.

At this time,

[Breath of Wind·Shape of Four·Rising to the Sand and Dust]

Draw the knife!

Swish——!

Five criss-crossing cyan wind blades split instantly and flew high from bottom to top.

The powerful wind blade suddenly brought a large amount of water vapor, making the vision clear again.

"Huh..." Kazama Chengya squatted down slightly with an expressionless expression, and his sword had been put into the scabbard.

Click.

"Really, it's just a brawl. Don't accidentally hurt your teammates in the fog." He let out a long breath and looked at Minami Yuebai who had just landed.

At this time.

"Be careful!" As soon as Minazuki Bai landed, he glanced in the direction of Kazama Narumi, his pupils shrank in fear, and he warned loudly.

Uh-huh! !

A strong and rapid sound of breaking through the air instantly came from behind Kazama Chengya's head!

[Type of Si·Rhyolite·Speed ​​March]

Iwami Inkstone suddenly stepped out of the fog that had not yet dissipated!

The long naginata in his hand was wrapped in mist, and the blade was wrapped with white light, and he swung it towards Kazama Narumi at extremely fast speeds!

boom! ! !

The ground in the path of the naginata cracked open!

"!!" Kazama Chengya's pupils shrank suddenly, a chill hit the back of his head, and he immediately rolled forward on the spot!

Snap.

He narrowly avoided the blade!

Poof!

Iwami Injima's naginata cut deeply into the ground, and he pulled out the naginata from the ground with a slight force of his arm.

Kazama Chengya turned around in horror and looked at the place where he had just squatted.

——The ground there has collapsed into a spider web shape.

"Monk! Do you want to kill me?!" Kazama Narumi glared at Iwami Inkstone. He looked at the cracks on the ground and felt a sense of fear in his heart.

He sat on the ground, his chest rising and falling rapidly, adjusting the rhythm of his breathing.

Just when the monk secretly recited "Amitabha" and prepared to put away his sword and stand up.

A thunderous sound came from behind Kazama Chengya who rolled to the side:

"boom--!!!"

"Breath of Thunder!"

"One type!"

Kazama Chengya's body was numb. He turned his head in horror and stared at my wife Shancun who was leaning down to hold the handle of the knife at his waist with his eyes wide open. His whole body was already wrapped with thunder.

My wife Shancun opened his eyes, and golden thunder jumped around, reflecting his eyes completely white. He took a big breath:

"A flash of thunder——!!"

When Kazama Chengya heard my wife Shancun's shouting, his eyes became more frightened and he hurriedly looked at his companions beside him.

"god……"

tread!

My wife Shancun took a sudden step!

Then!

"Drink!!" Thunder and lightning intertwined brilliantly!

Use the soles of your feet! Kick out violently!

Bang!

The whole person lost his center of gravity in an instant, and the front half of his body was like a puddle of slime, and it hit the ground hard, falling like a dog.

However, the body was still pushed forward by the powerful pedaling force, so much so that my wife Shancun used her face to brake and moved forward several meters.

Then, in the confused eyes of Kazama Chengya and the surrounding pillars, my wife Shancun's legs hung down weakly, and her whole body was completely pressed to the ground.

The thunder and lightning slowly dissipated.

The dust slowly dispersed, heralding the end of the first round of "brawl".

"My wife! Are you okay?"

Seeing this, Purgatory Jinshouro on the side quickly ran over and helped my wife Shancun up from the ground.

However, my wife Shancun felt as if she had lost all her bones. Her whole body was limp and she was about to fall backwards.

His eyes were dull and his face was covered with dirt.

There was still unconscious murmuring coming from his mouth.

Shui Wu Yuebai slowly came closer. He lowered his head and glanced at my wife Shancun's state, and the corner of his mouth twitched:

"...He suffered from lack of oxygen and has now passed out."

"Eh?" Purgatory Jinjuro tilted his head, a little confused.

At this time, the persecuted Kazama Chengya came around with a resentful look on his face, cursing:

"He deserves it."

"In such a place where it's hard to breathe, you still shout the names of moves so loudly."

"It would be strange if there is no lack of oxygen..."

"That makes sense." Iwami Inkstone also walked over, carrying his naginata on his back.

At this time.

Ji Guoyuan slowly walked over from the other side of the mountain road, holding a pile of wooden knives used for training in his arms.

Yuan Yi raised his head and looked at the pillars forming a circle, and said:

"After you come here and get the weapons, you can start fighting."

"The weapons are made of wood, so you don't have to worry about hurting others."

Everyone turned around stiffly, with expressions on their faces that were frozen and panicked.

"So, the fight didn't start just now, did it?" Kazama Chengya had a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, and he hesitantly asked Jiguo Enichi.

Jiguo Enichi nodded matter-of-factly, and then seemed to realize something: "What happened?"

"...No." Kazama Narumi twitched the corners of his mouth, secretly pinching Iwami Inkstone's flesh with his hands.

And aside.

Tsukuni Iwakatsu and Ninja raised their heads sluggishly, the intertwining of fire, thunder and waves reflected in their pupils.

They stared blankly at the empty sky, their hearts filled with shock.

Jiguo Yansheng slowly withdrew his eyes, lowered his head and looked at Shangquan Nai's accustomed expression.

He feels that his own world view.

It seems to have been refreshed again.