Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Chapter 357 It's Not His Fault

He also has the advantage in weaponry.

Tanjiro had noticed that when Tanjiro used his sword form, Kokushibo would mostly dodge in response.

Of course, this might be because Kokushibo was very confident in his speed, and there was no need to make contact with attacks that he could avoid.

However, it is also true that Kokushibo was unwilling to confront the Nichirin Blade head-on.

Or rather, his power could pose a threat to Kokushibo.

At least, his sword was not weak; as long as he could hit his opponent, he might still have a chance of winning.

My body, if you still have untapped potential, please, now is the time.

Tanjiro cried out in his heart, he did not think he was a talented person, regardless of Miss Yuko's praise or his rival Kokushibo's compliments.

He always felt that he was just an ordinary person, without the talent of Tokito-kun or the amount of training time that others had.

However, what if he truly possesses potential that he himself is unaware of?

Please, help him!

"Breathing of the Moon, Third Form, Aversion to the Moon, Erosion".

That deep, steady voice, like the death knell, rang out from behind him. Tanjiro had no time to think and quickly raised his Nichirin Blade and turned around.

too fast!

The eyes can keep up, but the body can't react immediately.

This physical disparity is utterly devastating.

Several crescent-shaped slashes, each containing countless tiny crescent moons, burst forth from the winding demon blade, sweeping towards Tanjiro like sword energy.

The floorboards along the way were torn with sharp, long lines, which made Tanjiro's heart tremble with fear.

But he had no time to dodge and could only hastily hold the Nichirin Blade in front of him.

boom! ! !

Tanjiro staggered back several steps, his body cracking open with tiny wounds, and trickles of blood seeping from his skin.

The unique feature of Moon Breathing lies in its exaggerated range and the subtle sword energy attacks attached to its sword shape.

This is the most dangerous characteristic of the Moon Breathing.

Breathing techniques are swordsmanship used to slay demons, but this Moon Breathing technique seems more like a swordsmanship used to kill humans.

Because these tiny crescent moons are not very effective against ghosts, and ordinary ghosts can quickly recover from the injuries caused by such attacks.

Even if he could parry the powerful slash, he couldn't completely withstand or dodge the attacks of the subtle sword energy.

His tattered clothes were all thanks to this ability.

"Ugh..." Tanjiro's face showed a hint of pain, but he managed to endure it.

"Breath of the Moon - Seventh Form - Mirror of Calamity - Moon Reflection!"

However, before Tanjiro could catch his breath, Kokushibo's voice rang in his ears again.

"not good!"

Tanjiro's heart tightened violently. The attack just now had distracted him, and Kokushibo's figure had disappeared!

He quickly searched for Kokushibo's figure and found him not far away. The hand that had been about to strike had already come down.

Can't escape!

Several sharp slashes rapidly approached Tanjiro, the cleaving strikes easily tearing through the floor.

It's that exaggerated slash again!

Tanjiro could only watch helplessly as the several slashes approached him, as if he could already foresee the scene of him being split in two.

At the crucial moment, a cloud of blue mist suddenly rose in the scene, accompanied by a calm voice.

"Breath of the Mist, Seventh Form, Oboro".

Tokito-kun?

Upon seeing the familiar sword shape and hearing the familiar sound, Tanjiro's face lit up with joy. His body was barely managed to be carried away by Muichiro. The next second, the sharp sword energy grazed past the two of them, and the sword energy that hadn't even made contact even tore their clothes.

The sword energy swept across, leaving several long trenches in the ground.

Using this momentum to carry Tanjiro far away, Muichiro didn't have time to pay attention to his situation. He stood up cautiously, holding his Nichirin Blade, and entered a standoff with Kokushibo.

Kokushibo's calm voice rang out: "My descendant, do you truly have the resolve to raise your sword against me?"

Muichiro was never one to talk much, so he let Kokushibo speak with facts.

He lowered his body, and in Kokushibo's eyes, Muichiro's muscles were contracting, and he shot towards him like an agile leopard.

In the blink of an eye, the cyan sword tip was pressed against Heishibo's chin, ready to kill him instantly.

However, Kokushibo was a monster that had lived for hundreds of years. Muichiro was fast, but Kokushibo's speed was even more difficult to observe.

Despite the difference being only a hair's breadth, Kokushibo's figure disappeared from everyone's sight once again.

"It's really tricky."

Muichiro frowned slightly. No matter how many times they clashed, he felt powerless in the fight, as if he was being completely crushed by his opponent in every aspect.

"Tanjiro, are you alright?" Only after they were out of danger did Muichiro have time to show his concern.

"Hmm." Tanjiro composed himself and stood shoulder to shoulder with Muichiro.

"I'm fully revived too!" Inosuke walked up to the two of them with his hands on his hips.

Muichiro said calmly, "No, no one asked you."

"Damn it! You want to fight?!" Inosuke shouted angrily, brandishing his Nichirin Blade.

Tanjiro broke out in a cold sweat, unsure whether to keep an eye on Kokushibo or try to break up the fight.

Please, can't we take this situation a little more seriously?

To defeat that kind of monster, even a moment's lapse in concentration can lead to total annihilation.

But when he glanced at Kokushibo without thinking, he was stunned.

It was noticed that Kokushibo's hand, which was gripping the hilt of the sword, had somehow become bleeding.

That was... anger?

An emotion called anger surged into Tanjiro's nasal cavity, something he had never felt before.

what happened?

Is it because of Tokito-kun?

What Kokushibo couldn't understand was why everyone was on his side.

Whether it's Yoriichi, Ikuko, or their descendants...

It's like he's the one in the wrong...

No, he is not wrong.

Even if he were all alone, he would continue on the right path.

He's a centuries-old monster after all; he's incredibly good at adjusting his mindset.

Soon, Kokushibo's resolve hardened once more.

It was as if the smell of anger I had just caught was just an illusion.

Noticing that Kokushibo's aura had become more robust, the crowd, who had been shouting, also noticed the change and looked on with serious expressions.

Are they coming over?

They really don't give us a single chance to catch our breath.

Kokushibo flicked the demon blade in his hand, and the calm on his face turned into indifference in Tanjiro's eyes.

"Tanjiro, watch carefully. This guy and I will do our best to create opportunities for you to make a move." Within just a few dozen seconds of joining the battle, Muichiro had figured out the best way to break the deadlock.

The transparent domain that Tanjiro has mastered is the only way to defeat this monster.