Demon-killing Enlightenment

Yang Lian led his team to move skillfully through every street. Tonight was different from last night. Yang Lian's team did not find any wandering souls, and the other teams did not find any special circumstances either.

The team quickly retreated and Yang Lian went to the communication tower.

Mu Yang felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the team disbanded, but when he saw the team members smiling and celebrating their safety tonight, Mu Yang was in a good mood.

On the way back, Mu Yang felt a little relaxed tonight, so he decided to go to the clan altar to find Yang Jin.

Yang Jin still patiently taught the young people, and from time to time his voice of guidance floated in the clan altar space.

"Teacher Yang." Mu Yang greeted Yang Jin.

"Mu Yang, why are you here? Is it safe tonight?" Yang Jin was very happy to see Mu Yang coming.

"Yes, Teacher Yang, there is nothing special tonight." Mu Yang replied.

"What are you doing here? You are now a news figure in the Demon Slayer Squad. How can you be so leisurely at night?" Yang Jin asked.

Mu Yang didn't beat around the bush and directly stated his purpose. "Teacher Yang, after last night, I have a deep understanding of the Demon Slayer Team. If you want to play a role in the team, luck alone is not enough. Real strength is the hard truth."

"Well, I was right about him. He is so far-sighted at such a young age." Yang Jin said with satisfaction.

"So, Teacher Yang, I want to fight with you to improve my strength as before." Mu Yang stated the purpose of his visit.

Mu Yang came to find Yang Jin because his swordsmanship was too poor and he needed to practice more to improve.

"Haha, no problem. Whenever you have nothing to do on the street, you can come to me. These kids just lack the encouragement of their peers." Yang Jin readily agreed.

Yang Jin arranged the training content. Those who wanted to watch the battle had to watch it carefully, and those who didn’t want to watch it had to train carefully.

As a result, this group of young men ran directly to the clan altar and sat down, waiting for the battle to begin.

"Teacher Yang, don't let him go easy. Mu Yang has been too arrogant lately." Yang Jiao said from the side.

Obviously Yang Jiao is very dissatisfied with Mu Yang's recent mysterious appearances.

Mu Yang was a little excited as he once again stood on the clan altar to challenge Yang Jin, because this time he took the initiative to challenge Yang Jin and he really hoped to gain experience from it.

Yang Jin didn't waste any words and stood opposite Mu Yang with a sword in hand.

Mu Yang held the scimitar in his hand, circulated his spiritual energy, and stepped on the Xing character technique to rush towards Yang Jin.

The clanging sounds of weapons colliding spread throughout the clan altar. Mu Yang and Yang Jin's figures moved quickly on the clan altar, sometimes fighting on the ground, sometimes jumping up to fight.

Mu Yang's steps were exquisite, and he was able to attack closely against Yang Jin's body each time, which gave him many options in terms of attack routes.

Relying on his experience and swordsmanship, Yang Jin was always able to predict Mu Yang's attack route in advance.

This made Mu Yang very bitter. He knew it was due to his swordsmanship, but he couldn't find a way to break it. He could only attack according to the current known method.

Yang Jin discovered the problem after receiving a few moves from Mu Yang. Unlike the last time when he was in the flow state, Yang Jin would not feed the opponent with moves this time, but would focus on attacking Mu Yang's weaknesses.

Seeing Mu Yang switching back and forth with a few simple moves, Yang Jin did not hold back and turned from defense to offense, using his superb swordsmanship to strike out.

Mu Yang was under great pressure immediately. He had to use all the few defensive moves he knew and combined them with the upward technique to be able to hold on.

Under the clan altar, everyone cheered for Yang Jin when they saw that Mu Yang was weak.

Only Yang Jiao began to worry about Mu Yang. Although she knew that this was just a simple competition, or it could be said to be just a more advanced training, Yang Jiao still unconsciously wanted Mu Yang to have the upper hand.

Yang Jiao herself didn’t know what was going on. She had hardly seen Mu Yang in the past two days.

He was either practicing or called away by the Yang Mansion, so he had fewer opportunities to talk to me. But I was obviously the first person to know Mu Yang.

Mu Yang didn't understand the thoughts of an adolescent girl, and he didn't have time to understand because he was about to lose.

Yang Jin was very skilled in using the sword, and the entire fighting process seemed to be controlled by Yang Jin, including the rhythm of attack and the measure of defense.

Mu Yang was like a newly grown grass, at a loss as to what to do in the storm.

No, it can't end like this, Mu Yang thought to himself.

Recalling the scene of killing the ghost last night, Mu Yang's eyes became firm. In his eyes, Yang Jin slowly turned into the ghost that was close to the resentful soul.

With a smile on his face, Mu Yang rushed forward suddenly, swung his scimitar fiercely, and went straight to Yang Jin's middle gate.

Yang Jin was not surprised to see Mu Yang change his tactics. He had been killing ghosts for many years and had seen all kinds of situations. He only saw his swordsmanship change slightly, using softness to overcome hardness, and in just a few strikes, he broke Mu Yang's aggressive tactics.

Teacher Yang's strength is definitely above that ghost. Mu Yang commented positively in his heart.

Mu Yang withdrew his offensive and calmly looked for possible directions of attack.

Yang Jin did not attack either, waiting for Mu Yang to launch the next round of attack.

The young men in the tribe were so surprised that they were speechless. It was these few attacks that Mu Yang was not satisfied with.

In the eyes of these people, he was already extremely excellent, because they had never seen Teacher Yang Jin so seriously break a child's attack.

Mu Yang didn't know what others were thinking. All his attention was now focused on further attacking Yang Jin. With his current experience, he really couldn't see any other way to achieve victory.

It would be great if I could use the Lie Zi Jue, which would definitely force Teacher Yang to use his full strength, Mu Yang thought.

But this is just a thought. You must not show off your skills in front of others.

At this time, Yang Jin hooked his finger at Mu Yang, signaling him to continue attacking.

Mu Yang did not delay. When he couldn't figure it out, he fought while thinking and rushed forward again with his knife raised.

Mu Yang's offensive characteristics are very obvious, all of them are close combat, which also brings out the advantages of the scimitar. In addition, the magic of the Xing character formula allows Mu Yang to dodge around the target without suffering a fatal blow.

Yang Jin noticed this point, and his sword skills became more open and closed, trying to attack from a long distance and not let Mu Yang get close to him.

After being beaten back again, Mu Yang rushed forward without thinking.

The next second he stopped immediately because Yang Jin's sword was already pointing in front of him.

"Huh~" Mu Yang let out a long sigh. His whole body relaxed.

"Teacher Yang, I lost." Mu Yang said.

"It's normal to lose. You've done very well to be able to withstand so many moves under my sword." Yang Jin said calmly.

"Did you find any problems?" Yang Jin asked.

Mu Yang said bitterly: "My swordsmanship is too bad. I can only use a few moves over and over again."

"Well, but it's not your fault. You've only been holding a knife for a few days." Seeing that Mu Yang knew his weakness, Yang Jin encouraged him.

Without saying much, Mu Yang left the clan altar. When he left, Yang Jin used him as an example to encourage the young people.

Yang Jiao was absent-minded when she saw Mu Yang's departing back. She recalled the conversation between Yang Jin and Mu Yang and thought for a long time, as if she had made a decision.