Please call me Cyber ​​Demon King

Seeing Ke Ling doing push-ups with a "whoosh whoosh whoosh," Urokodaki Sakonji was clearly stunned for a moment.

Urokodaki Sakonji had never seen anything like this before. Didn't demons grow stronger by eating people? Could they really grow stronger through their own hard work and training?

"Over time, it will eventually come in handy."

Ke Ling clapped his hands and stood up. Although he had not yet increased his attribute values ​​through his own forging, he firmly believed that forging was useful.

Training is something that requires perseverance; you can't expect to see results or build muscle in just a couple of days.

That's not forging chains, that's spraying pesticides.

"very good."

Sakonji Urokodaki agreed with Ke Ling's statement.

It's not incompetence that's worrisome, but a lack of perseverance. No matter what you do, as long as you persist, you'll always reap the rewards.

"I see you use a knife too?"

Urokodaki Sakonji first went to check on Kamado Nezuko. After covering the little girl with a blanket, his gaze fell on Koling and on Koling's sword.

"Actually, I don't know how to use it. I just use it as a handy chopping tool."

Ke Ling didn't try to impress others by pretending to be rich; instead, he told the truth, taking down the knife he bought for 150 and handing it directly to Urokodaki Sakonji.

Urokodaki Sakonji took the sword, drew it from its sheath, and examined it carefully.

"Made of superior materials, crafted with unique techniques, and exceptionally sharp, it is a deadly weapon."

Urokodaki Sakonji gave his evaluation, which was higher than Ke Ling had expected.

This doesn't sound like something you could buy for 150; 15,000 would be more like it.

Moreover, what unique techniques are involved? This price probably isn't from mass production using molds. If manual labor were involved, the price wouldn't be this high.

"But this sword can't kill demons. To kill demons, you need a Nichirin Blade, like the one you have."

Ke Ling added that he already knew about the Nichirin Blade, but he didn't really need the weapon.

He only needs to render the ghost incapable of resisting. The Shadow Wolf's devouring ability can kill the ghost, but killing it directly would only make things worse, as it would be impossible to eat it.

So if I had to say, Ke Ling's knife is pretty good right now; it can cut the ghost's body but won't kill it.

However, it's best to have a Nichirin Blade on hand, in case you encounter a powerful demon that you can't control. In that case, it's best to have a way to kill it quickly with one blow.

The Shadow Wolf's speed in devouring and killing ghosts is rather slow; it has to eat at least half of the ghost's body before the ghost's regenerative ability becomes ineffective.

"That's right, we must use a Nichirin Blade, and we must sever the neck."

Urokodaki Sakonji nodded. The Nichirin Blade was made of "Scarlet Sand Iron" and "Scarlet Ore," making it the only weapon capable of harming demons.

“I learned this from a ghost.”

Ke Ling nodded. This was information he had personally verified; the fact that the ghost reflexively shouted "Nichirin Blade" after being stabbed proved it.

"Actually, there's very little I can teach you about ghosts. You probably already know what I know, but I can definitely teach you a lot about the techniques and experience of killing ghosts."

After a few seconds of silence, Urokodaki Sakonji spoke frankly, expressing his confidence in this matter.

As for ghosts, how could a ghost hunter like him teach Ke Ling about ghosts?

He even wanted to ask Ke Ling some questions about ghosts, as he had never seen such a unique ghost before.

"Would you like to learn how to use a knife?"

Urokodaki Sakonji returned the sword to Ke Ling, and he didn't mind teaching Ke Ling some demon-slaying experience.

"Of course, I'd love to."

Ke Ling immediately replied that, in any case, learning how to use a knife from Urokodaki Sakonji would at least save her some money.

Moreover, you can't necessarily hire a master craftsman like this who has used knives his whole life, even if you have the money. With that money, Ke Ling would rather get a few more prosthetic bodies.

"Alright, then I'll teach you how to use a knife, starting with the basics."

Urokodaki Sakonji acted swiftly, getting up and leading Ke Ling outside. The two arrived at the open space in front of the wooden house.

"A knife is easy to break and is good at withstanding vertical force rather than horizontal force. When swinging a knife, the force must be applied vertically to the knife, and the direction of the blade must be completely consistent with the direction of the force when swinging the knife."

Urokodaki Sakonji drew his sword and swung it repeatedly as he spoke. His movements were swift and decisive, leaving streaks of light on the blue blade.

"You come and give it a try."

After the demonstration, Urokodaki Sakonji asked Ke Ling to do it again.

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Ke Ling's expression froze for a moment. He wondered if he hadn't understood the mystery behind it. Wasn't this just an ordinary swing of a knife?

Second update~~~

Chapter 68 Urokodaki's Relief

"No, that's too casual."

After Ke Ling swung his sword, Urokodaki Sakonji shook his head and directly denied it.

He could tell that Ke Ling was telling the truth without any humility; this young man had absolutely no foundation in swordsmanship.

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Ke Ling listened attentively. He felt that he was swinging with a lot of conviction, but that was all he had.

"When swinging a sword, you must first reserve some strength so that you can change your move in time."

Urokodaki Sakonji spoke up, but then realized something was wrong. This was true for normal humans, but it might not apply to Ke Ling.

When they fight ghosts, they must be flexible and not leave no room for error, lest they put themselves in danger.

Ghosts are different from them. Losing a hand or a foot is nothing to them. Ghosts are even willing to fight them, exchanging injuries for injuries.

After all, ghosts can recover from injuries in the blink of an eye, but they can't. The result of exchanging injuries is often that they are dragged down by the ghosts.

Moreover, for them, ghost hunters, injuries like losing a hand or a foot basically mean the end of their career.

Therefore, the swordsmanship used by demon hunters has always emphasized variation in moves, even more so than in human combat.

If you find that a ghost is willing to risk losing its hand or foot to stab you, the best option is to change your move and block.

A demon hunter's truly all-out attack is reserved for the final blow to the neck, because that's something a demon must defend against.

Therefore, if the attempt to cut the neck fails, the demon hunter's fate is often dire, and he will almost certainly not survive.

“I will teach you based on my experience, but as for the playing style that is more suitable for you, that’s up to you to figure out.”

After hesitating for a moment, Urokodaki Sakonji spoke up, saying, "The master can only lead you to the door; the rest of the training depends on the individual. Everyone has their own characteristics and fighting habits, so we can't generalize."

Even breathing techniques are modified by many people according to their own physical condition, resulting in many unique branches.

All he could teach Ke Ling was his own experience, but he couldn't help her with how to apply it to her own life.

"I understand."

Ke Ling nodded. He understood what Urokodaki Sakonji meant. Even with the same simple swing of the sword, the difference between a human and a demon is significant.

The demon can leave no room for maneuver, because people must block and dodge its attacks. And the moment a person draws their sword, they must be ready to change their move and block at any time.

This was indeed an extremely unfair battle.

Few of these demon hunters likely meet a good end. Every battle is a brush with death, and every swing of their blade can be a life-or-death moment for them.

This makes the old man Urokodaki Sakonji seem even more valuable, since he has all his limbs intact and has lived to this day.

"Come again."

Urokodaki Sakonji gestured for Ke Ling to continue. Although it was just a gesture, Ke Ling had many questions, all of which were very common.

"Maintain your balance, stay in the center line, and don't shrug your shoulders. That won't help you use more strength; instead, it will hinder your power generation."

Holding the scabbard, Urokodaki Sakonji pointed at Ke Ling's body. Many of his movements were actually subconscious when swinging the sword, and what Ke Ling needed to do was overcome these subconscious movements.

"When striking, don't extend your arms too straight or bend them too much. Stabilize your triangle area, don't tuck your elbows in or throw them. Secure your stance, but don't hold it too tightly."

Urokodaki Sakonji gently tapped Ke Ling's arm. His words made Ke Ling's lips twitch, and she had something to say but didn't know how to express it.

The bend in your arms should be just right, right?! The position of your elbows should be just right, right?! The stance should also be just right, right?! What the hell is the difference between this and saying "add a little salt" when cooking?!

"That's why you need to practice, to find the most comfortable level. This is the most basic thing. Only after you've mastered this can you learn other things."

Urokodaki Sakonji clearly saw through Ke Ling's thoughts. There was nothing he could do; he was a true veteran who had taught countless students and was well aware of the doubts these beginners had.

"Yes."

Although Ke Ling complained inwardly, his body behaved obediently. He kept swinging his straight slashes, gradually becoming more precise under Urokodaki Sakonji's guidance.

Some subconscious actions do require repeated practice to overcome. When an action becomes so familiar that it's like muscle memory, those subconscious actions will naturally disappear.

Coincidentally, Ke Ling isn't afraid of hard training. For the "King of Rolls," what does a little hardship matter as long as he can see progress and change? He's just afraid of working hard and not seeing any benefit at all.

"Keep practicing until your body is used to it."

After watching for a while, Urokodaki Sakonji left a message, turned around and went back into the house to start tinkering with other things.

Ke Ling doesn't need his attention. He can feel Ke Ling's determination. Even if he doesn't keep an eye on her, Ke Ling won't cheat or shirk her duties.

As for the issue of overtraining, he naturally didn't need to worry about that either, since it was a ghost, and a ghost's body was different from a human's.

Urokodaki Sakonji sometimes thinks that if the demons weren't so scattered and disorganized as they are now, but instead received unified training, their Demon Slayer Corps would probably have disappeared long ago.

Given the physical attributes of demons, and their ability to recover their strength simply by consuming humans, without ever getting tired or fatigued, they would definitely be stronger than humans if they were to practice swordsmanship and martial arts.

After all, humans need rest, and the time available for training is far less than that of ghosts.

Fortunately, for some reason, the ghosts did not do that.

This is a blessing for humanity, thought Urokodaki Sakonji.

Ke Ling swung his sword monotonously, repeating the same action for an entire night until dawn broke and Tanjiro Kamado returned, finally interrupting his endless sword-swinging.

"Tanjiro? What's wrong with you?"

Ke Ling sheathed his sword and helped the unsteady Kamado Tanjiro, whose face was bruised and swollen, and whose body was covered in wounds.

"I succeeded, before dawn."