Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 232 Xing Julang



Chapter 232 Xing Julang

Kyojuro's training was obviously different from what he had experienced before, but Rinkou actually didn't know what Kyojuro was trying to learn when he joined the training.

He didn't even quite understand what he was doing.

Kyojuro gave him a Nichirin sword, made of wood, with the same shape as the iron one, but lighter.

Kyojuro was very considerate and gave him a reasonable explanation, saying that because his strength exceeded that of the ordinary team members, giving him an iron sword might cause accidental injuries, so he only gave him a wooden sword.

This makes sense, because compared to iron swords, wooden swords are obviously less lethal.

For humans.

After all, in the hands of a ghost, the only difference between wood and iron is that the latter might last longer, as ghosts still have an advantage over humans in strength. As for lethality, even an ordinary wooden stick can easily crack a human's head with enough force.

Lin Guang tried to swing the light wooden sword. He hadn't touched a sword for a while, so he felt a little unfamiliar with holding the sword. Fortunately, his body had always been more useful than his brain. The unclear memories in his brain were engraved in his body through long-term training. His arms still remembered how to swing, his body still remembered how to exert force, and he remembered how to swing the sword.

So what should he do? Rinko looked at Kyojuro.

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This is like a new game, but there seem to be no rules. It is a bit boring, but not boring, because Lin Guang always has something to do.

But repeating the same steps over and over again seems difficult to be considered interesting.

Watching them walk forward and draw their swords, he also raised his long sword, and the victory was decided by the clash of the long swords. Lin Guang continued to fight with different people and won again and again.

It feels even worse than a cat catching a mouse. At least when the last person is caught, Lingguang will know clearly that he has achieved a complete victory.

How could such a battle be defined as over? He had indeed defeated every opponent before him, but the brief confrontations and quick endings were not even enough for him to realize that he had won. Therefore, as one battle followed another, he would suddenly feel that such a battle seemed to have no end.

Lin Guang didn't feel tired, but this level of work didn't make him feel tired. He just didn't understand what he was doing and what the point was.

The people who received training from Kyojuro were not the same people who received training from Tengen, but in fact the difference in their performance was not that big. Most of them had only passed the most basic assessments. Rinko could see it from their prepared movements and fighting habits.

They are not decisive enough when drawing their swords, not quick enough when swinging them, and are slow in sheathing and turning them. Perhaps compared to those who have not received training, they are already strong enough, but in a place like the Demon Slayer Corps where there are so many geniuses and hard workers, they seem not good enough.

The light was as faint as a candle flickering in the wind.

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During the break, Kyojuro seemed to see that he had something to say, or maybe Kyojuro just always trusted him more. The rope around the back of his head was untied, and the gag left the sharp teeth. Rinkou didn't even want to ask Kyojuro why he took off the bamboo joint. He asked the question as soon as he could speak.

"What's the purpose of this?"

"What does Rinko mean?"

Lin Guang wanted to say training, but training is a learning process. In a battle like this, he is not a teacher, and those people don't seem to be able to learn anything from him. This behavior should be called a battle, but a battle should be more exciting and thrilling, not so dull.

Lin Guang turned his head and spoke carefully.

"Such a...competition? What's it for?"

It’s not entirely appropriate to call it a competition. From Lin Guang’s own perspective, he feels that this is more like bullying, but this is the most appropriate and euphemistic term he can find.

"To see what everyone is best at! And what everyone is worst at!"

Kyojuro was sitting next to him, but his eyes weren't looking at him. Rinko followed his gaze and found that Kyojuro was observing the other team members who were gathered together. Some of them were sitting and resting because they were exhausted, some were holding their swords in a daze, and some were gathered in groups of three or four, discussing something.

"Some team members lack basic physical fitness. Their movements are standard, but after receiving two or three of your strikes, they find it difficult to follow up with the third. Some team members have quick reactions and speed, and they can sense where your strike is going a little faster than others, but they lack strength and will be knocked away by a single strike. Some team members may have better basic physical fitness than theirs. They can receive your strikes, but they don't know how to neutralize them or how to counterattack. They have all the strength but don't know how to use it..."

Kyojuro spoke very seriously, while Rin crossed her legs, hunched her waist, and held her chin up with both hands.

"Kyojuro was so focused on it, I didn't notice it at all."

"Really? Because Rinko has been busy fighting! Haha!"

Kyojuro is always like this, considerate and careful, never blaming others, always examining himself.

The reason he said this was because Rinkou knew very well that Kyojuro was comforting him. It was not that he was always busy fighting, but that he really did not care about these things and had never observed or paid attention to them. When facing someone who raised a knife towards him, he would only think about how to defeat the opponent. And the only reason he could come up with for his repeated defeats tonight was that they were all human beings.

An evaluation that can be said to be unreasonable.

Kyojuro is different from him. If he is the type who never cares about others, then Kyojuro is the type who only cares about others.

While Rinko was fighting with his teammates, Kyojuro never stopped his training. Although he was very busy, he was able to divide his attention to observe their fight and even keenly realized the problems of those people immediately.

This is something that Lin Guang cannot do, or rather, he will not do it.

He had the ability to look here and pay attention there at the same time, but he had never thought of using his ability like this.

"Rinko just arrived today! And yet he keeps helping me like this! Thank you for your hard work!"

To be fair, Lingguang likes to be recognized and praised, especially from his friends, but this time he didn't raise his head and smile proudly like before, he just shook his head.

"No, no, I didn't help much. It was Kyojuro who was busy the whole time."

"Don't underestimate yourself! Rinko! Without you, it would have taken me much longer to complete this task. You've been a huge help!"

The palm of the hand fell on his head. No matter how many times, Lin Guang found it difficult to refuse the caress of this hand. Warmth and comfort seemed to be the most specific description of sunshine he had heard from others.

Lin Guang raised his eyes, and the figure that existed in his peripheral vision occupied his entire field of vision this time.

If the sun could appear in front of a ghost.

That’s probably how it feels.


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