However, just as the two wooden swords were about to collide, Urokodaki Sakonji suddenly changed the direction of attack, swung the blade to remove the force, and at the same time, his body flashed to the side.

Tachibana Qingyan was caught off guard by this sudden change. Although he sensed Urokodaki Sakonji's intention at the last moment, he was unable to react in time and lost his balance and fell backwards.

He was startled and hurriedly supported the ground with his feet, trying to stabilize his body, but he still looked a little embarrassed.

At this moment, the attack came from behind.

Tachibana Qingyan quickly came to his senses, turned around, and rushed to fight with his backhand.

But due to the previous mistake, his rhythm had been completely disrupted.

At this moment, he could only cope with the passive state and constantly make various imperfect movements to defend against the attack of Urokodaki Sakonji.

"Young man, the understanding and perception of kendo is not achieved overnight, so feel it slowly."

After receiving the advice from Urokodaki Sakonji, Tachibana Qingyan felt the blood flow speed, heart rate, and movement of the opponent's arm bones and muscles while resisting.

It can be clearly felt that Urokodaki Sakonji's blood is rushing in his body, his heart beats strongly, and every contraction delivers a large amount of oxygen to his limbs.

His arms are full of strength, his muscles are tight, his bones are as hard as iron, and every movement is full of unparalleled power.

In this way, Tachibana Qingyan can more keenly perceive the attack intention of Urokodaki Sakonji and make corresponding defense or counterattack in advance, which greatly improves his fighting skills and makes the contest between the two more intense.

Gradually, Tachibana Qingyan adapted to Urokodaki Sakonji's attack, and seized an imperceptible flaw and swung his sword.

This sword was done to the best, just like the perfect flick of the sword in the game.

"You kid... It seems that I have to use all my strength."

Urokodaki Sakonji's body stagnated, and then hurriedly dodged, keeping a safe distance from Tachibana Qingyan.

He was quite surprised, and didn't expect that the other party would suddenly realize it with just one sentence.

But then, Tachibana Qingyan seemed to be on drugs.

No matter how fast and tricky the attack angle of Urokodaki Sakonji was, it would be resolved by Tachibana Qingyan.

Although he would win in the end if he continued to fight, the old man obviously did not have the vitality of the young.

The battle between the two was based on the premise of not using breathing methods, and it was a pure competition of physical strength and skills.

Now Tachibana Qingyan's skills have gradually caught up, and Urokodaki Sakonji has become a weak point in physical strength.

Soon, Urokodaki Sakonji panted and waved his hand to signal to stop.

"Are you still going, Urokodaki-senpai?"

Tachibana Qingyan said with a sharp spirit, holding a wooden sword.

"Or, let's have lunch first."

Urokodaki Sakonji shook his head and panted.

Hearing this, Tachibana Qingyan opened his eyes, his tense face relaxed, and grinned, "It's not impossible."

......

A few days later, in the morning, Sagiri Mountain welcomed a new guest.

His dress was very strange, so strange that it was hard to forget after one look.

He wore a fire man mask on his face and a bamboo hat on his head.

There were glass wind chimes hanging on it, which made a crisp and pleasant sound as the breeze blew.

Ding ding ding~

As the sound of the wind chimes came from far away, Steel Tsukuzuka Hotaru stood at the door of Urokodaki Sakonji's house.

He carried a wooden box on his back, which contained four Nichirin swords.

Among them, the Nichirin swords of Tachibana Qingyan and Makomo were made by the village chief Tiechi Kawahara Tetsujin, and those of Satoshi and Tomioka Giyuu were made by Tetsutsuzuka Hotaru.

"Old man Urokotaki, open the door quickly."

Tetsutsuzuka Hotaru spoke, but there was no response for a long time.

So, this middle-aged uncle with a hot temper tried to cover up his embarrassment by shouting: "Tachibana Qingyan, Satoshi, Makomo, Tomioka Giyuu, you four little brats, come out quickly to get your Nichirin swords."

Gaga ga.

In the sky, a few idle crows circled and flew down.

"Are you not at home?"

"Damn, I came at the wrong time."

As he said this, Tetsutsuzuka Hotaru, who kept muttering, sat down on the steps and asked the crows to pass on the news of his visit.

Soon, the four masters and apprentices came down from Sagiri Mountain with Tachibana Qingyan.

Although Urokodaki Sakonji did not allow Santo and the others to watch, they were too curious to resist and finally

Following him stealthily.

After failing to stop him, Urokodaki Sakonji acquiesced.

As expected, they were indeed hit hard.

But not long after, Santo figured it out and cheered up, and even Makomo and Tomioka Giyuu also aroused their fighting spirit.

Later, they even began to be grateful for the strength of Tachibana Qingyan.

After all, the stronger the Demon Slayer Corps, the stronger its overall strength will be.

This means that fewer humans will be harmed by demons, and more innocent lives will be saved.

Thinking of this, the dejection in the hearts of the three people of the Water Pillar gradually dissipated, replaced by a kind of relief and relief.

Coupled with the news of the Sun Wheel Sword, their faces were filled with uncontrollable joy.

"Old Urokodaki, three heroes from one family."

Although he didn't wait for much time, Tietsuzuka Hotaru was still a little unhappy. He took off his bamboo hat and said faintly.

"Long time no see, Tetsuzuka Hotaru."

Urokodaki Sakonji simply greeted him, and his three disciples greeted him one after another.

Then, Tetsuzuka Hotaru took off the box behind him and took out the Nichirin Sword.

"Boy, you must be Tachibana Qingyan, you are so powerful that you can even ask the village chief to forge a sword for you!"

There was a hint of admiration in his tone.

After all, knowing the temper of Tetsuji Kawahara Tetsujin, under normal circumstances, he would not forge a sword for anyone other than a female demon hunter, unless the lord of the Demon Slayer Corps personally gave the order.

It can be seen that this boy is not an ordinary person.

Hearing this, Tachibana Qingyan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his sword was forged by the village chief himself.

There is no need to speculate too much, this must be the work of Aya.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile in his heart, you treat me as a national hero, I will repay you as a national hero.

I have taken Muzan, and Jesus can't keep him, I said so.

Of course, the money still has to be paid, not a single word less.

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