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Chapter 128 The soul of the training ground

Looking at the back of Lintaki Zuoji, Butterfly Nin said seriously: "Their trust is not just a saying, but will give you support and guarantee."

"Others of the Demon Killing Team will also respect this trust, so it is like an invisible contract. Others will not make things too difficult for you because of the trust between Mr. Ludaki Saki and Yoshio Tomooka Yoshio."

"But if you make a mistake, that is, the person who trusts you makes a mistake, which indirectly leads to the consequences of the mistake."

"If one day you become a real ghost, Mr. Ludao Shinji and Yoshio Tomooka will try their best to get rid of you first, and no matter what the result is, they will eventually apologize to others with their lives."

There are not many such things in the history of the Demon Slayer Team, but they do exist.

The culturist chooses people to train them into swordsmen who can fight, but their disciples are either unrighteous instinct to be harmful to humans, or they are willing to become ghosts. The culturist will apologize for his death.

Because they did not see the abnormality of their disciples, they also had great responsibility for choosing the wrong person.

When the river flowed, he thought, "So that's how it is."

"Then I really have to treat this heavy trust well."

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The group walked slowly to the training ground where Tanjiro was located, but something was wrong with Tanjiro at this moment.

Because Tanjiro was waving the knife out of thin air, his eyes were focused and his face was solemn that with his sensitive sense of smell, he didn't even notice that others were nearby.

It's like fighting with an invisible person who is wholeheartedly.

"Is it a ghost who can be invisible?"

Lintaki Zuoji was about to come forward to find out the situation, but Kawaruki grabbed him and said, "Wait, take a look."

Last time I came to Tanjiro, I felt that there were many eyes looking at me when I was in the air, but I found nothing after careful investigation, so I just thought it was my own illusion.

And this time, Chuanliu understood that it was not an illusion, and something really existed in this training ground.

The spirit was unprecedentedly concentrated when the river flowed, and dense bloodshot began to appear in the pupils.

Gradually, he began to see.

About thirteen white light figures gathered here, and many were quietly looking at the center of the venue on the outside.

And in the center, a faint white light was fighting against Tanjiro.

The face that was faintly visible in the white light was a boy with a fox-removing face similar to Yoshio Tomooka Yoshio.

Other figures are also dressed in similar clothes, including men and women.

Either stand with your arms or lean on the branches.

Moreover, they all brought disaster relief fox noodles, but their clothes were different.

"Who are these people?"

"But looking at the mask and outfit, it should be the disciple of Rudao Zuokini."

The mask of the disaster-removing fox is a mask that Lun Taki Zuo Kinji likes very much. He believes that it can stop disasters and will be distributed to his disciples when they participate in the final trial to bless them to return safely.

When the river flows, my heart is a little shaken. The scene in my eyes should be related to the transformation climbing out of the land of death. When the river flows, I am very familiar with the white light.

They are the souls of the dead.

When you are in a trance or in a desperate situation, you have seen the souls of your family when you are flowing. They will help you, but now you are awake and you don’t expect to see such a scene.

The souls of these unknown people are helping Tanjiro.

Zenyi said strangely: "What's wrong with Tanjiro? He chopped around in the air, and there was no one in front of him."

Iinosuke glared at Simoni and said, "What's wrong? I often beat my body at the tree. He's fine with cutting the air."

Zen Yi shrank his head and did not argue with the wild boar.

When I was in the river, I carefully observed the others and found that they knew nothing about the real scenes and could not feel the existence of those souls.

But since they are Lintaki Zuoji's disciples, let's see what they want to do.

So when the river flowed, they stopped others and asked them to wait and see if they did not disturb them.

"Don't go over and see what Tanjiro is doing. He looks serious and it shouldn't be a joke."

Lintaki Zuoji and Sangjima Ciwuro thought for a moment and said together: "It should be that they are comprehension of the sword type. The past may lead to his failure in understanding. Then listen to the flow of the river and don't go there."

After slashing the rock again, only five or six inches of traces were left. After he could not cut it off, Tanjiro lay down on the ground in a daze, unable to concentrate, and became a little dazed.

"I can't complete this stone-cutting task in the past few days. Master Ludao Zuokini won't let me participate in the final trial, I can only wait for the next session."

"But I really want to help now. My brother can overcome the light, and I am still training here..."

At this moment, a silent and familiar voice sounded, saying, "Tanjiro, stand up, don't stop!"

Looking up, Senior Brother Getu and Senior Sister Masaru were sitting on the rock, both looking at Tanjiro.

Through the mask, Tanjiro couldn't see the expressions of the two of them clearly, but he thought he should be disappointed.

The rabbit said coldly: "Tanjiro, get up."

Before Tanjiro could make any moves, the rabbit jumped down from the rock, and the sharp blade in his hand pierced Tanjiro's throat from top to bottom.

Tanjiro's pupils shrank, and he rolled around in a mess and dodged, then stabilized his body and faced the rabbit with his hands in front of him.

He asked tentatively: "Senior Brother Getu?"

Tanjiro felt that the rabbit at this moment was a bit inconsistent with usual, and it was full of a murderous aura, as if he regarded Tanjiro as a great enemy of life and death.

The rabbit sternly said, "Tanjiro, you feel it, this is what you lack!"

"You have no determination to kill the evil ghost!"

"There is no enlightenment to put life and death aside and fight with one mind!"

"Without these, you will never be able to cut this rock!"

Tanjiro's face turned upright, feeling that he understood some of the meaning of the rabbit, but he was not very clear, and it was vaguely uncomfortable.

He was not angry at Getu's harsh yell, but asked, "Senior Brother Getu, what should I do?"

The rabbit's wrist moved slightly, and the blade pointed directly at Tanjiro instantly. The cold light on it could sting the eyes.

He said coldly: "This is the last time I fight you."

“I will do my best.”

"If you can't defeat me, I will kill you without leaving any trace."

"It's better to die in my hands than to be a cowardly swordsman killed and swallowed by a ghost. Do you have this enlightenment? Tanjiro!"

The murderous aura was surging, and every word in the rabbit's words seemed like a sharp sword, gun, and was full of coldness and no temperature.

Tanjiro instantly understood that the Rabbit was not just talking.

This is also what he needs, the real battle.

It is not a battle that is like a battle that is held back everywhere when practicing with the river flowing, but a battle that leads to death when meeting blood.

Masaki looked at the two of them without any persuasion. He just clenched his fists at Tanjiro and smiled and said, "Come on, junior brother, be careful not to die."

The atmosphere became tense, and the sun seemed to lose its temperature, while Tanjiro's hand holding the knife was getting stronger and stronger.

Taking a deep breath, the breath poured into the lungs and turned into a bright red force, Tanjiro's eyes were extremely clear.
Chapter completed!
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