Demon Slayer: I am a Demon.

Arakawa Akihiro said in a low voice, "Only through actual combat can one truly master it."

With that, 'Arakawa Akihiro' stood up and picked up a wooden sword from the weapon rack: 'Now, you will treat me as your opponent and have a sparring match.'

"it is good."

Su Mu nodded and picked up the wooden sword from the weapon rack.

"Let's begin."

Arakawa Akihiro stood still and spoke.

"it is good."

Su Mu nodded and almost instantly lunged forward with his knife.

Arakawa Akihiro was startled. He had noticed Su Mu's unusual physical abilities while teaching him these past few days, so he had been on high alert. Even so, the speed of the opponent still shocked him. Ordinary people simply do not have such speed.

Although surprised, 'Arakawa Akihiro' reacted immediately, slashing out with his wooden sword in an instant. Although Su Mu attacked first and his wooden sword slashed out first, 'Arakawa Akihiro's' wooden sword arrived even faster, blocking his strike almost instantly.

Su Mu frowned. His first strike was blocked, so he changed his blade and slashed again.

As Arakawa Akihiro retreated, he defended with his sword, always managing to block Su Mu's attacks immediately while simultaneously launching a counterattack. Each counterattack left Su Mu scrambling and flustered.

After his attacks were blocked several times in a row, Su Mu became somewhat irritable and his attack speed became increasingly impatient.

Just then, 'Arakawa Akihiro' suddenly moved again. After blocking Su Mu's attack with his sword once more, 'Arakawa Akihiro', who had been retreating while Su Mu was attacking, stomped his foot hard on the ground. With a dull thud, he pounced forward and swung his sword in an instant.

The blade almost sliced ​​through the air, producing a whistling sound.

By the time Su Mu came to his senses and hurriedly retreated, the tip of the wooden knife had already reached Su Mu's chest.

"you are dead."

'Arakawa Akihiro' spoke calmly.

Su Mu paused slightly, looking down at the knife that was already inches from his chest. Clearly, if it had been any closer, the wooden knife would have struck his chest.

For most people, once a knife stabs into the abdomen and heart, they are basically doomed.

"So fast."

Su Mu put down the wooden sword in his hand: "Impressive, I lost."

Arakawa Akihiro also put away his wooden sword and looked at Su Mu: "I didn't expect you to admit it so quickly."

I have taught many people and had competitions with them, but most of them are always unwilling to accept their own failures, always feeling that they were careless or that they still have a chance.

"A loss is a loss."

Su Mu shook his head. It was a fact, and there was no point in arguing about it. Although as a demon, he wouldn't die even if his heart was cut off by a real blade, that was a real battle, not the sparring he was in now. Even though he hadn't used his full strength in the sparring just now, it was undeniable that the opponent's strike had taken him by surprise and caught him completely off guard.

"Let's continue..."

Su Mu gripped the wooden sword tightly again, looking at 'Arakawa Akihiro'. Next time, he would definitely be able to react.

Arakawa Akihiro shook his head: "It's too late, and besides, I'm no longer suited to teach you."

Su Mu was somewhat puzzled upon hearing this.

“I can tell that you held back some of your strength when you drew your sword just now. I can feel that you have a very strong physique. If you had used your full strength, your sword speed would have been even faster. I'm afraid I might not have been able to block it.”

Arakawa Akihiro looked at Su Mu and couldn't help but sigh softly:

"I really don't know how you developed such a strong physique."

Su Mu remained silent for a moment. As a demon, his physical abilities were already beyond the limits for humans. Although he intended to hide them, it was still easy for experts to see through his abilities when he made a move.

"Can't we continue teaching?"

Su Mu couldn't help but speak up, feeling that there was still a lot to learn.

Arakawa Akihiro fell silent. His opponent's physical abilities were too strong, almost inhuman. In the past, he could have suppressed them by simply overwhelming their swordsmanship. But as they learned and made up for it, he could no longer suppress them. In fact, he was no match for them.

Since neither of them can defeat the other, further instruction is no longer very meaningful. After all, what works for one person may not work for the other.

"I always feel like I can learn more."

Su Mu spoke again.

Arakawa Akihiro hesitated for a moment before saying, "How about this, I'll introduce you to my senior brother. My senior brother is strong enough that even with your physical abilities, he could easily handle you with his swordsmanship."

"it is good."

Su Mu nodded.

Arakawa Akihiro also went out, and soon, a person with reddish-brown hair was brought over by Arakawa Akihiro.

"This is my senior brother, Kenshin Himura."

Arakawa Akihiro introduced himself to Su Mu.

Su Mu also greeted him with a smile:

"Hello."

Kenshin Himura wore a very gentle smile:

"We already met once yesterday."

Su Mu smiled and said, "Please give me your guidance."

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Chapter 30 Panel

After introducing Kenshin Himura, Arakawa Akihiro went back to rest, while Su Mu and Kenshin Himura went to the training ground.

Kenshin Himura pulled a wooden sword from the weapon rack in the training ground and looked at Su Mu: "'Arakawa Akihiro' has already told me about your situation, so let's begin."

Clearly, for Kenshin Himura, the best way to spar is through combat.

Su Mu was not intimidated at all; in fact, he was quite excited. He walked to the weapon rack, drew out a wooden sword, and stood opposite Kenshin Himura.

Without any hesitation, gripping the wooden sword, Su Mu pounced forward instantly, slashing the blade at Kenshin Hishimura.

Faced with this attack, Kenshin Himura simply stepped back slightly and dodged it.

Su Mu's first strike missed, and he was about to strike again when he heard a whistling sound. Before he knew it, Kenshin Himura had also struck, and the blade was now at Su Mu's brow.

Su Mu stopped in his tracks, his expression slightly grim.

Kenshin Himura sheathed his wooden sword: "The so-called 'Flying Heaven Sword Style' is actually, at its core, an explosive swordsmanship. When you draw your sword, you must gather all your strength and strive to strike in one fell swoop. You obviously haven't achieved that."

After saying that, Kenshin Himura looked at Su Mu and said, "Your speed is obviously not limited to this. Now that you have drawn your sword, you should use your maximum speed."

As a demon, his physical abilities naturally allow him to move at speeds far beyond what he can achieve. If he were to unleash his full power, when he attacked Arakawa Akihiro, the latter would have had almost no chance to block his attack and would have had no opportunity to strike back.

It was precisely because he realized this that Arakawa Akihiro felt he was no longer suitable to teach him.

But the Kenshin Himura before him was different; the opponent was clearly much stronger, and even if he went all out, he could resist.

"it is good."

Su Mu nodded and drew his sword again. This time, he no longer concealed his strength. As a demon, his physical abilities had already surpassed the limits of the human body, and the speed he displayed was naturally beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

As the sword was swung down, sonic booms echoed through the air due to the sword's incredible speed.

Hishimura Kenshin's eyes narrowed instantly, and he immediately drew his sword. However, unlike Su Mu's sword strike, which relied solely on his physical abilities to achieve extreme speed, Hishimura Kenshin's strike was more of a brief gathering of all his strength, making it faster, more accurate, and more ruthless. These were qualities that Su Mu clearly lacked.

In an instant, the two blades clashed in the air.

"boom……"

Almost instantly, the wooden sword could not withstand the impact and exploded into countless fragments.

The instant the wooden sword shattered, Kenshin Himura's hand, which was holding the hilt, moved forward in a flash, almost sliding along the hilt to land in front of his chest.

The force from the hilt of the sword against his chest made Su Mu's expression turn somewhat unpleasant.

"We lost again."

Su Mu sighed softly.

"That's already pretty impressive, huff... huff..."

Kenshin Himura, panting, looked at Su Mu, who was standing still with steady breathing, and envy appeared in his eyes: "Such strong physical fitness."

He was not very healthy from a young age, and always gave people a soft and delicate appearance. That's why his master, Hiko, changed his name from Shinta to Kenshin. Later, although he studied and trained with his master and his health improved a lot, his weak body was still his weakness.

In particular, the 'Flying Sword Style' is an explosive sword technique that can unleash tremendous power in a short moment, but it is difficult to sustain. Once the burst ends, the user will fall into a period of weakness, which further exacerbates this shortcoming.

"Again."

Su Mu closed his eyes, carefully recalling Hisumura Kenshin's strike just now. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Hisumura Kenshin.

"call……"

Kenshin Himura, taking a deep breath, replied, "Alright, but let me catch my breath first."

"it is good."

Su Mu nodded.

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Once Kenshin Himura had recovered somewhat, the two resumed their sparring and continued their battle.

Because wooden swords were too easily destroyed, the two eventually switched to iron swords.

The clash of swords sparks flew.

Through constant clashes, Su Mu's understanding of the 'Flying Sword Style' deepened, and Himura Kenshin seemed to have noticed this as well, intentionally guiding him during their sparring sessions.

When he was defeated once again in battle, he watched as Kenshin Himura's frail body displayed immense power in a short period of time, and watched as his opponent seemed to know the location of his next sword strike as if he could foresee the future...

In a hazy, dreamlike state, it seemed as if I suddenly understood something, or perhaps it wasn't just understanding...

But...

What have I mastered?

So this is what is known as the 'Flying Sword Style'.