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Chapter 80 The Big Snowball!
The collapsed underground dojo collapsed because the supporting pillars collapsed, causing the upper buildings to collapse. Fortunately, Fukushige made timely adjustments and pulled their floor out. At this moment, everyone was flying in the air, including Akaza.

"Your fighting spirit is very strong!"

"Let's continue, let's see if you can really give me enough fun!"

In mid-air, Akaza continued to throw punches, the pale blue wind of his punches flying wildly through the air, making Chen Lai and his group suffer terribly.

Melee combat, ranged combat, aimbot, stat-based wheelchair... Ah, Akaza!

Chen Lai's shoulders, thighs, stomach, and arms were all bruised by the force of the punches. The pipa formed by the Blood Demon Technique also fell down. Fu Heishen tried to stop it with his two controlled hands, but he couldn't!

The numerical difference is too great! The force of the punch grazed the arm, and it was instantly shattered!

"I can't do anything about it. Gojo Satoru's strength is the same. It's too great, I can't stop it."

Fuheshen'er spoke in a relaxed tone, since Chen Lai was the one who was injured, not him, and he had done his best.

Chen Lai ignored him and instead glanced at the spot where they were about to land. It was a newly raised arched bridge with its base extending to an unknown distance, surrounded by lion head fountains.

The bridge is wide and has a one-way street, just like the Bridge of Helplessness. It seems that Nakime specially chose it as the place where Akaza would end their lives.

On a platform relatively far from the bridge, members of the Demon Slayer Corps and Lower Moon Demons were fighting, among them were players who saw the ID "Daiwei Tianlong" and Akaza.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon? He's in this instance? Absolute Ferocious Tiger hasn't started streaming yet."

"Paratrooper, people are coming in as a team to loot gold, who's going to stream for you?"

“The dragon’s in, so we have to follow suit… Let’s get close! Get ready to give him a foot massage!” A ghost swordsman easily slit open the player swordsman’s throat, pocketed his loot, and then jumped toward the arch bridge.

Players enter dungeons unafraid of death. Although their equipment is all bought with real money, what's the point of playing Deepsea if they can't have a good time?
Foot care, possession, peak, retreat!
Hey, you strong guys, start fighting! Start fighting, yay!
……

Landing on the arched bridge, Chen Lai's body slowly began to heal. Even a ghost's ability to recover has its limits; for a ghost like him that doesn't eat people, the recovery speed would be even slower.

He saw the players slowly approaching from the attic and the Golden Temple, and he also saw Akaza laughing wildly and striking a martial arts pose in front of him.

Chen Lai turned his head to face Tanjiro Kamado and asked him:

Did you understand?

Tanjiro looked completely bewildered: "What do you understand?"

"He just mentioned fighting spirit; he said we are full of fighting spirit."

"..."

Tanjiro frowned. The moment "fighting spirit" was mentioned, he seemed to remember something, but he was still a little bit missing.

Chen Lai nodded slowly. There was still one thing missing: a "demonstration" was needed.

"Fukuko, with this body, how many moves can you exchange with Akaza?"

"Will he use that final move that turns me to ashes in one strike?"

"Normally not, but I don't know. He likes people with excellent martial arts skills. He probably won't use them just to have a few more moves with you."

"Then let's give it a try. I should be able to fight ten rounds."

During their telepathic conversation, Chen Lai handed over control to Fushiguro Jinji. At this point, the Water Pillar, Tomioka Giyu, had been moved somewhere by Nakime, leaving only the two or three of them and Akaza fighting amongst themselves. It was clear that Nakime truly wanted Chen Lai dead.

After removing the tattered bindings from his body, Chen Lai revealed a physique that, while not particularly muscular, was quite lean and wiry. He crouched slightly, shifting his weight downwards, placing one hand in front of the other, and firmly planted his feet on the bridge timber.

Suddenly, Akaza felt like there was a different person in front of him.

Akaza's previously unsteady steps became steady, and his previously nonchalant posture was readjusted. He trusted his intuition; the guy in front of him was no weakling!
"Are you a martial artist?" Akaza asked with a smile.

"I guess so." Fuhe Shen'er's posture was still very casual. He was not the kind of person who followed a set routine, and the same went for fighting. He did whatever felt comfortable.

"You are very strong." In Akaza's vision, Fukushige's battle aura flickered, a type of battle aura he had never seen before.

"Maybe."

Before he could finish speaking, Fuhejin launched an attack. He moved close to Akaza as if by teleportation, and with a simple straight kick of his right leg, he tried to step on Akaza's lower body.

Akaza, of course, wouldn't let him have his way. He unleashed the Destruction Roulette, and the pointer in his eyes pointed at the man in front of him like a magnet.

"Heh, you still have some fighting spirit after all. Don't even think about defeating me until your martial arts reach the highest level!"

Akaza's expression relaxed a bit. He threw a punch at lightning speed, and the two fists collided in mid-air at such a speed that only afterimages could be seen. Sparks even flew from their bodies as they collided.

Their movements played out in slow motion frame by frame in Tanjiro's wide-open eyes, his pupils glazed over, as if he were immersed in another world.

There, his father was patiently demonstrating to him the "Hinokami Kagura," a ritual dance passed down in their family.

There, his father, a sickly man, killed a three-meter-tall black bear with an axe in the blink of an eye.

How did the father manage to do that?
Fighting spirit...

The highest realm...

That transparent world!

In an instant, the markings on Tanjiro Kamado's forehead began to turn red and hot, the black Nichirin Blade in his hand turned slightly red, and the world in his eyes turned upside down!
The battle before them was no longer a battle. Chen Lai and Akaza had transformed into two ghostly white flames. It seemed as if they could discern the intentions and directions of every movement and attack they made.

Tanjiro slowly approached Akaza, who was engrossed in his hand-to-hand combat with Chen Lai. He hadn't had such a satisfying fight in a long time!

"Very good, very good! Let's keep fighting like this. I'll make Muzan give you more blood so that you can become an Upper Moon too!"

"Step open, step open!"

Akaza's speed increased, and the "value" he had been deliberately suppressing could no longer be hidden. Fukushige was beginning to be unable to resist, and no matter how superb his martial arts were, he was powerless in this situation.

Fukushige's eyes remained unmoved. It was just a trip, and Akaza was just a madman with high stats but no real martial arts heart. Fukushige wouldn't find it fun to fight him.

At that moment, Tanjiro Kamado was already standing behind Akaza, who was completely unaware that the crimson sword was already at his neck.

"I told you before, playing with a wheelchair too much will dull your senses."

Fuhesh suddenly stopped and said something to Akaza with a smile.

Without a sound or any fighting spirit, the crimson blade easily severed Akaza's head. Tanjiro grabbed his hair and slammed the severed head to the ground!

(End of this chapter)