Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 229 Can’t Understand

Human beings are truly fragile beings.

Bones, muscles, skin, everything that objectively exists in front of our eyes is terribly fragile. Hands and feet can be easily twisted off, bones can be easily broken, and tearing off an arm is no more difficult than breaking off a branch, or more troublesome than picking a flower.

It's really sad.

At the moment the countdown ended, Lin Guang freed himself from the box. He took a step, disappearing into the darkness as a ghost. In the eyes of the fugitives, he probably never looked more like a ghost than now. The scattered crowd seemed a difficult target, but in reality, the pursuit wasn't difficult at all; they could just go after them one by one.

It's really pitifully weak.

When Lin Guang caught up with his first prey, he couldn't help but think that he could easily catch up. It was so easy. He didn't even need to breathe when he jumped high and kicked out with the force. It only took a few breaths, and he didn't even need to blink a few times. He could easily close this distance without any need to accumulate energy or explode.

The man lost his balance due to the unexpected kick from behind and rolled a long distance on the ground.

These are people so weak that even Rinkou, a demon, can't help but frown every time he clearly realizes them. He even feels a little sorry for them. If it were Douma, tears of compassion would probably flow from his eyes, even if the other person doesn't really feel sorry for them, or even doesn't understand what that feeling is like.

Lin Guang was not good at crying. He had never shed tears and didn't know how to shed tears. He just stood there, watching the man lying on the ground, gasping for breath, without even having time to scream.

This group of people is no good.

Not at all.

Lin Guang was clearly aware of this. This group of people was no match. Not to mention trying to chop off the heads of the upper-rank demons like they were the pillars, it was already difficult for this group of people to even raise their swords and put up a decent resistance when facing enemies of this level.

He caught up with team member after team member. Most of them didn't have time to scream. Some cried out in surprise because someone nearby fell down. Then, like a chain reaction, everyone around them screamed and signaled each other, but it was still not fast enough. Before the sound was received by the brain and the body reacted, Lin Guang had already caught up.

So when they fell to the ground, the Sun Blade was still lying quietly in the scabbard.

What use are such people? They can't even run away when facing a ghost. Even if they turn around after being reminded by someone, they can't find the shadow of the ghost. Only when their lives are over do they remember the Sun Blade at their waist.

If they can't even keep up with the most basic reaction speed, what else can we expect from them?

Their only chance of winning against the demons is the Nichirin sword at their waist.

If you can't even draw out the Nichirin Sword to resist, how different is that from just going to die?

"careful!"

What blocked the way was the Sun Blade that stabbed out diagonally from the blind spot, and the voice came from a familiar person.

The moment the sound entered his ears, the blade and the person came into his sight at the same time. The first survivor of the night was born. Lin Guang had to change his direction, turned half a circle in the air, exerted force while landing, and instantly hid in the shadows again.

The first one to speak was naturally Tanjiro. If anyone in this group was asked if they could resist in the battle against the Upper Moons, it would be Tanjiro. And if they asked if anyone would lend a helping hand when everyone was busy escaping, it would undoubtedly be Tanjiro.

It's so naive and scary.

Lin Guang blinked and decisively switched targets. There were many people here and there was no need to follow one of them. But the moment he turned around, a shadow started to catch up with him.

The first one was not able to be saved, the second was thrown to the ground, and the third was stopped by the blade.

"Don't be afraid! There's only one to fight! Stand up! Draw your Nichirin sword! See as best you can! Protect yourself!"

Do you still have time to care about others?

Although it doesn't matter if Tanjiro is left alone, it is obvious that such a presence has undoubtedly become a major obstacle to his hunting operations.

Lin Guang shuttled through the shadows. He knew that even if Tanjiro had a keen sense of smell, he would not be able to catch the moving shadows in such a dark night. Even if he could smell it, what was the use if his eyes could not follow it.

Charging strength, exerting strength, the action that sounds time-consuming only took half a breath. This time, the assassin who rushed out from the blind spot was replaced by him. Tanjiro was undoubtedly aware of the danger, but there was no time to react. He could only dodge in a hurry. The punch he charged missed, but was followed by a kick. The collision of the blade and flesh made a sound like the collision of steel.

Of course, Rinkou didn't have bones as strong as Akaza's, but his eyes were more than enough to catch up with the swinging knife. He just had to avoid the blade and kick away the blade, which was safer and more vulnerable.

"How can I keep up with this kind of battle..."

What does it look like in the eyes of others? While listening to the discussion of the people around him, Rinkou still had time to be distracted. It was probably the same feeling he had when he saw Kokushibo swinging his sword before. He only saw the hand fall on the hilt of the sword, and his eyes didn't even have time to blink once. He didn't see anything, but his body was already cut into three pieces.

In fact, just watching is the right choice, after all, it is a battle that you cannot participate in.

Living things have the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm. When faced with danger, it is reasonable for them to choose safer ways to deal with it, want to escape, or stand idly by. After all, this is how living things can survive from generation to generation.

Rinkou thought briefly, and when Tanjiro's swing missed, he used the opponent's body as a stepping stone, stretched out his hand and approached the team member who was completely stunned beside him, with the long sword in his hand, but at this moment, he could not make any reaction.

"Caught you!"

It seemed that he had predicted that he would attack someone else. This time, his attack was obviously of a higher level than before. The timing, position and strength were all very exquisite. It was a clear purpose to protect the person he was about to kick over.

"Humph."

Lin Guang snorted heavily, and the air that filled his lungs rushed out of his nasal cavity. The clear sound of the breath revealed his slightly impatient mood. Because his efficiency was reduced due to repeated failures, Lin Guang began to feel a little annoyed.

The reason for this situation now is undoubtedly because of Tanjiro who started training today.

Let’s deal with the most troublesome one first.

After a few short breaths, Rinko had a clear goal this time. He kicked Tanjiro's sword away and knocked him to the ground, declaring his defeat.

Rinko had to admit that Tanjiro had made great progress, and had grown so much compared to the last time they met Yugoku. But when he cheered up and got serious, there was still a gap that the current Tanjiro could not overcome. Rinko jumped high, and each of his consecutive kicks made the blade deviate from its original direction, and the arc of the blade's rebound became more and more obvious. If it happened a few more times, Tanjiro's Nichirin Sword would fall out of his hand.

"what!!!!"

The sudden roar made Lin Guang pause for a moment. He subconsciously glanced away and saw a team member rushing towards him with a knife held high. He was completely disorganized and his speed was so pitiful that he couldn't hurt Lin Guang at all. He swung the knife like a child using it for the first time, but was easily dodged and kicked away by the opponent the next second.

But unexpectedly, this was not an unexpected episode. The flying figure did not mean the end, but rather it was like the bell of the beginning, with knives raised one after another and people rushing over one after another.

This scene almost confused Lin Guang.

There is no doubt that each of them is not enough to cause harm. Even if they besiege him one after another, they will not cause him any harm. They will only help him end the hunt faster.

This was indeed the case. Those who rushed over were either tripped, kicked away, or stepped directly on the ground. Even a casual punch on their bodies was enough to make them kneel on the ground.

Even Tanjiro couldn't escape the fate of falling to the ground in the end.

The game ended and Lingguang won the victory smoothly.

But he wasn't happy at all.

He didn't understand what was going on in these people's minds.

It was right to just watch, it was right to run away. Facing an existence that was completely impossible to defeat, why would you turn around and rush towards him?

Are their brains broken?