Chapter 97
Sweat dripped down in the sunshine. Muichiro and Youichiro's hands had already been rubbed with blood blisters, but their breathing was as usual, steady and reassuring.
Youichiro swung his sword heavily, and a mist could be vaguely seen. Kiritani Sento suddenly stood up, a little bit unable to believe his eyes.
He knew that these two were geniuses, but he didn't expect that they had practiced fighting spirit in just over ten days of using swords.
Youichiro was very bored. He turned his head and looked at Kiritani Sento and said, "Hey! Old man, this thing is too simple, give it a little difficulty!"
Although Kiritani Sento wanted to refute, the title of old man had become a foregone conclusion, damn Youichiro.
"Cough cough cough!"
Kiritani Sento put his hands behind his back and paced slowly, giving people a mysterious feeling.
He felt that it was time, so let the brothers follow their original path!
Kiritani Sento drew out the black sun blade from his waist, and suddenly there was a strong wind in the courtyard, and every move of the wind breath was on the sword.
Type 1: Dust Whirlwind: Slashing,
Type 2: Claw Claw: Kehu Wind,
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Type 9: Weituo Tiantai Wind.
One after another, emerald green wind blades swept over, and although the wind blades passed by, the brothers Tokito did not feel a trace of fear.
Instead, the beast sleeping in the blood woke up, and the two of them couldn't help but wave the wooden swords in their hands.
They didn't have the abnormal vision of Kiritani Sento's Crescent Moon Hitomi, and they couldn't remember every move. They only relied on the intuition buried deep in the blood.
In just a few breaths, the two brothers were like telepathy, and their movements were 100% synchronized.
The identical white whirlwind began to gather around the two of them.
Oh my god, this is the first time, I showed it once, are these two still human?
Kiritani Sento felt that genius was not enough to describe these two people. They were even more evil than evil.
Standing at the door, Fuzugawa Shiya widened his eyes. As the wind pillar, his understanding of wind breathing can be said to be the strongest in the Demon Slayer Corps.
Have these two guys joined the Demon Slayer Corps for twenty days?
Fuzugawa Shiya kept asking himself in his heart, and the answer was no.
However, the white fighting spirit gave people a vague feeling. Although the wind was invisible, the wind in the training ground was disappearing.
Kiritani Sento naturally felt the arrival of Fuzugawa Shiya. He skillfully pulled out an old man's chair from the house, and Fuzugawa Shiya was not polite at all.
Because Kiritani Sento had a new house, his good brothers would come to visit from time to time, and there would always be a place for them here.
The two of them faced each other with fists and smiled at each other. There was no need for too many words between men.
Master, yard, wisteria tree, light yellow wall, and the surrounding scenery and objects gradually disappeared from the vision of the brothers Tokito.
Ichiro felt that what he held in his hand was no longer a knife but a part of his body. Every time he swung the knife, his pores would breathe.
All the cells in his body were cheering and jumping for joy. The weak wind rolled up the wisteria petals.
Half of the training ground was dyed light purple. Kiritani Sento and Fushigawa Shiya widened their eyes. They knew very well that their breathing was changing in another direction.
The rhythm of that breathing was no longer the breathing of the wind. It was a self-created breathing method.
After an unknown amount of time, the rhythm of the wind completely disappeared. The white wind stopped, like the lake in the afternoon, as quiet as a virgin.
The grand tornado came to an abrupt end. Kiritani Sento and Fushigawa Shiya both held their breath.
Ichiro and Muichiro raised their knives at the same time. The knives stayed in the air for about half a second, then turned sharply downward, and the round clouds and mist fell.
Ichiro and Muichiro disappeared on the spot, leaving only the ethereal clouds and mist.
To be precise, it was not clouds and mist, but the glow of the sunset.
Under the rendering of the sun, the clouds were covered with a layer of red. From a distance, it looked like a red silk falling from the sky.
The clouds are the colorful light or colorful clouds that appear on the sky and clouds due to the oblique sunlight at sunrise and sunset. They are clouds and not clouds, because they are born with the blessing of the sun.
At the moment when the clouds fell, a new breathing method was born. Kiritani Sento and Fushigawa Shimizu were the ones who saw the miracle.
The Tokito brothers ran out of the clouds with a smile. The boys could no longer suppress their excitement. Muichiro threw himself directly into the arms of Kiritani Sento.
He shouted happily: "Master, Master, did you see it?"
"My brother and I have realized the self-created breathing you said. How about it, it's amazing!"
Muichiro was like a person showing off a new toy in front of his friends, and his pride was overflowing.
After all, they didn't have a place to be praised before.
There is aWith his hands on his hips, he said proudly: "This is your reward for saving me!"
"I created my own breathing method according to your request!"
"Master, please give it a name!"
Muichiro's big eyes flickered, like dazzling crystals.
Oh my god, such a bright sense of anticipation!
The inner Kiritani Sento covered his eyes, it was too dazzling.
But there is no need to worry about the name, after all, the rabbit is the man holding the script.
"Your sword skills seem to be as ethereal as clouds, but with a bit of the scorching heat of the sun!"
"Let's call it Kasumi Breathing!"
"Great!"
Muichiro jumped and ran to the training ground. After all, he was still a child, always under the protection of his brother, and now with the love of Kiritani Sento, that innocence can be preserved.
Yuichiro looked much more mature. He looked a little thoughtful, but he was actually very happy in his heart.
Kiritani Sento hugged Yuichiro with ill intentions, raised his eyebrows and said, "Young man, you can also show your joy!"
"I'm proud of you!"
Yuichiro pouted and complained, "Old man, even if you say that, I won't act like a child!"
"Uh! Is there a possibility that you are a child!"
"You can't judge people by appearances!" Yuichiro gave a lecture.
Oh! My Muichiro is still the best. Sure enough, Muichiro without amnesia is the best.
Muichiro and Yuichiro went to strengthen their sword skills. They roughly understood seven forms, which was the same as Kiritani Sento expected.
Fushigawa Shima hugged Kiritani Sento, and he sighed: "Rabbit, you are giving people a chance to live, one is more powerful than the other!"
"Envy me, white-haired hedgehog!"
"Not at all, long-haired rabbit!"
"By the way, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"You don't want to drink again!" Kiritani Sento looked at Fushigawa Shima with disdain, because he had been scolded for this many times.
Fushigawa Shima remembered that he had a mission.
"You can only think of sake when you see me?"
Kiritani Sento immediately added: "And Hagi cake and Hui sister!"
Fushigawa Shima rolled his eyes at Kiritani Sento, and the always irritable straight man blushed directly.
