Demon Capital Slayer

Chapter 74 The Greatest Swordsman of Our Time
Did you succeed...?

Even a seasoned veteran like Annoro couldn't help but feel a surge of joy at this moment.

But soon, the smile that hadn't even had a chance to appear on his face was replaced by a deep bitterness.

With sliding steps, shuffling steps, and rapid shifts in weight, the boy moved like a non-existent phantom, his movements completely unpredictable.

Mikasa imitated the butterfly step that Annoro had just used, causing the latter's fist to land in empty air as if he had missed.

How much time has passed? Three seconds? Or just three breaths?

Did you practice before? But why are your habits and details the same as mine?
It could only be something I learned on the spot...

Young people these days are terrifying. I think I'll just go back to my hometown and farm...

Anno Ryo really wanted to sigh, and even more wrinkles appeared on his already deeply lined and resolute face.

At this moment, he deeply felt the weariness unique to middle-aged people.

"What is that?" Yu Jian stepped back to create some distance, frowning as he looked at the metal arm guard with an extra gap but not completely severed.

After reaching the Iron-Cutting Realm, his cutting ability was no longer limited by the weapon he wielded; he could cut through steel even with a wooden sword. The only difference was that the thickness and density of the target would increase the energy consumption and the time required to complete the cut.

But this armor in front of us doesn't look thick or heavy, so how could it withstand the attack of cutting through iron for even a short time?
"You're quite the young man. You almost couldn't withstand a single blow from the Netherworld Alloy Steel with a metal content as high as 4.5%." The person who answered him was not Anno Ryo, but Motoko Hideya, who walked out of the ward with an air of nonchalance.

"Young man, how old are you? How can you do something like this?"

The woman's eyes shone brightly, as if she had seen a rare treasure.

"As expected of... the greatest swordsman of our time!"

Was I recognized...?

Yu Jian was not surprised by this.

He hasn't formally started cultivating yet, and he doesn't possess any spiritual power. The weapon in his hand, aside from its historical value, doesn't seem to have anything special about it. The only way it could destroy armor made of that special material is through its own special power.

In addition to the swordsmanship just demonstrated, the power to cut through iron can be deduced by process of elimination.

But what exactly is this "skeleton gold"?
Yu Jian was eager to understand the reason behind it, but he shouldn't reveal his amateurish nature now.

The guy named Annoro didn't intend to give up the fight either. He immediately threw a punch and charged forward. Although his attitude became a little more cautious, the strength in his hand did not diminish in the slightest.

With the added benefit of that equipment, he was able to easily shatter the reinforced concrete exterior walls of the hospital, while the thin interior walls were easily pierced like paper.

Yu Jian hopped and used butterfly steps to dodge a left hook. The iron fist, with a knuckle duster-like structure at the front, immediately ripped a large hole in the wall, sending dust and debris flying everywhere. It was as easy as carving a hole in a foam board with bare hands.

"Okatarou, this is a company-affiliated hospital, be careful with the repair costs..."

Motoko Steel House added a sentence at the opportune moment.

The two ignored them, one retreating and the other relentlessly pursuing, causing the entire seventh floor to shake violently as if it were being demolished.

Even the ward door was smashed open. An old man inside was startled. The potted plant he was pruning was accidentally cut off by the roots, causing him unbearable heartache. He collapsed on the spot.

Yu Jian's expression changed. He didn't want to drag innocent people into the battle and needed to stop this pointless fight as soon as possible.

Just as he gripped the wakizashi with both hands, preparing to unleash his power of cutting iron once more, the guy opposite him named Annoro actually stepped back.

"We've been seen through." The taciturn, burly man spoke for the first time.

Yu Jian raised an eyebrow but did not continue the pursuit.

With that set of equipment, the opponent's physical abilities were astonishing.

Although he had been bathed in dragon blood and undergone the full enhancement of the Asura's Dream, his attributes were not much inferior to his opponent's. However, the former had not yet completed the full enhancement, while the latter had temporarily reached a certain bottleneck.

In general, at this stage, it can only go toe-to-toe with opponents who have activated their powered exoskeletons.

It is truly remarkable how powerful modern industry can be.

Therefore, we can't take a direct, forceful approach. But now is not the time to discuss that.

Yu Jian strode through the door with a hole punched in it and walked to the old man who had collapsed on the ground.

He immediately checked the brief information posted on the bedside table and, after confirming it was a heart condition, began looking for emergency medication.

Fortunately, the other party was prepared and, with trembling hands, pointed at the potted plant with their finger.

No? Grandpa, you're still thinking about potted plants?

Yu Jian quickly realized what was happening and found a medicine bottle next to the potted plant. After reading the instructions and confirming that it was an emergency medication, he poured out the appropriate amount according to the instructions on the bottle and gave it to the old man.

There might be a risk of someone taking the wrong medication, but we can't just watch someone die, can we?
Fortunately, the burly man did not show any intention of continuing the fight throughout the entire process.

The old man's breathing gradually calmed down. Yu Jian, feeling a little embarrassed, helped him to the hospital bed. After confirming that the old man's pulse had returned to normal, he left the room.

"Don't worry, I've already contacted the doctor on duty downstairs, he should be here soon," said Motoko Hideya.

"Oh dear, I shouldn't have taken action on my own property. Now the finance girl is going to complain again." The woman walked casually to Yu Jian's side.

She was quite bold, actually leaving her bodyguards behind to stand next to the unidentified intruder. Her revealing bunny girl outfit obviously couldn't hide any weapons, but her movements fully exuded the charm of a mature woman.

Yu Jian glanced at it briefly and then paid no more attention.

People's thresholds can be raised, especially in terms of aesthetics. Due to a certain Aizen-sama, who focuses on companionship, the threshold of a certain contemporary swordsman has been raised to an exaggerated level. Even a real succubus would probably only say, "Is that all?"

In addition, he sensed a false quality in the other person, like a dish without the smoky aroma of a wok. Even if it looked delicious and appealing, it lacked the most essential element: flavor.

But appearances do have some effect after all.

Yu Jian's eyes darted around, and he sighed helplessly.

"You should go out first; this outfit is bad for the health of elderly people."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a very suspicious coughing sound came from the room, sounding like it was being faked.

"Oh wow, your voice sounds younger than I thought. Boy, you're not even an adult yet, are you?" Motoko Hagane took two steps back, her face full of a playful smile, but the surprise in her eyes grew stronger.

"..."

Yu Jian ignored the other party, as he naturally did not want to reveal his personal information.

However, given the information gathering capabilities of large companies, this disguise probably won't last long.

It's really frustrating...

But it doesn't really matter.

At least, tonight's objectives have been achieved.

Yu Jian turned around and saw Tian Yu Lingyin peeking in their direction. She casually waved her hand to indicate that she was alright, and the senior student immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

As for those scoundrels from her adoptive father's family, they haven't shown up for some reason. Could they have been scared out of their wits?

"Young man, what's your relationship with Suzune-chan? Is it something like this?" Motoko Hideya asked, raising her little finger with a gossipy expression.

In Japan, the little finger is also used to represent a pinky promise, which also means an agreement. Thus, it has come to have a second meaning as a lover.

"Let's talk about the deal," Yu Jian asked directly.
"Oh? Are you going to pay the price for her?" Motoko Hideya's eyes flickered, her face still smiling, but her gaze was full of thought and calculation.

"No, Suzune-chan is an indispensable and precious item to me."

"An item...?"

Yu Jian pondered this word, which was utterly devoid of any human warmth.

The next second, the Wakizashi [Demon-Slaying Blade] was right next to Motoko's long, fair neck.

(End of this chapter)