Crossover Anime: Starting from Jobless Reincarnation

However, Luo Ya did not give the other party time to think of a countermeasure. Luo Ya lifted the other party's head and exerted a little force. A tremendous force came, and a piercing pain spread from the nerves. Luo Ya said indifferently, "It seems that you ghosts are not bad. Even so, you will not die."

Roya gripped the hilt of the sword again, and that chilling killing intent surged forth once more. Even though his head had been severed, he still felt as if a katana was resting on his neck.

In an instant, fear swept over his entire body like a tidal wave. Bingye was an extremely fearless demon. He would run away and hide whenever he encountered a powerful Demon Slayer Corps. But he never expected that even while he was hiding in the deep mountains hunting for prey, he would still encounter such a monster.

【Light Sword】

The ultimate technique of the Sword God style is said to allow the sword to reach the speed of light if one can master it to its highest level.

Whether a style like the Sword God School, which only pursues extreme speed and maximum destructive power, can reach the speed of light is still questionable, but the speed at which it swings its sword is extremely fast is the key.

Even in his complete form, Roya couldn't wield the Blade of Light, let alone in his current state. Roya could only use the Blade of Light in a half-crippled form, since his strength wasn't yet sufficient for him to reach that level.

His sword might not even reach the speed of sound, but even so, this half-crippled katana of light was enough to solve most problems.

Holding the woman's head, Roya yawned and walked outside, lifting the woman's head up.

One on the left and one on the right, yes, they're a pair.

Sick Leaf murmured in disbelief, "No, no, no, I absolutely cannot accept this fact. It's impossible. Your sword couldn't be that fast. A sword that fast shouldn't exist in this world."

Luo Ya glanced at the other party, placed the female ghost's head on the ground, took out a red rope from his bag, and stuffed it into the incessantly chattering sick leaf.

Bingye was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage. He was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged. He tried to control his body, but Luo Ya dismissed the idea with a single sentence. Luo Ya said calmly, "If you move again, I'll string you together like a candied hawthorn."

The diseased leaf fell silent.

Then, enraged, he suddenly realized that he was a ghost, and the other party was just an ordinary human. Although the other party didn't know how he possessed such great power, as long as he could continue to resurrect, the other party would never be able to kill him.

So Roya took his sword and pierced his head.

The front half of the katana was completely embedded in the opponent's skull, lifting him up. Roya continued walking forward, saying as he went, "You seem to be quite disobedient."

The female ghost beside him trembled with fear. Although ghosts have a much weaker sense of pain, a sword that was so long and thick was no joke.

Seeing that the two had calmed down, Luo Ya nodded in satisfaction, glanced at the sky, and said with some regret, "Isn't it dawn yet? Really."

Looking around, I found a crooked tree, hung the two heads up, put down the package, took out the cherry blossom mochi inside, and sat on the ground in a very unladylike manner to start eating.

Bingye struggled, his face showing fear yet also a fierce expression, his mind controlling his body to try to get closer to Luo Ya's location.

Although the Lower Moon's body can regenerate severed limbs, any damage will still have an impact. Moreover, once the head is cut off, it cannot be restored; the user must reattach it themselves.

The blood seeping from his face certainly caused Bingye pain, but the pain, which hadn't been there in a long time, stimulated his not-so-bright brain. He suddenly remembered that the other party didn't have a knife at this moment, and if he charged at him fearlessly, he could take him down.

Okay, let's do it! Let's try it and die!

Chapter 114 A Chance Encounter with the Flame Pillar, Kyojuro Rengoku

The headless torso charged toward Roya's position. Roya paused slightly in the hand holding the sakura mochi, his gaze falling on Lower Moon Three, who was hanging from a tree beside him with a katana embedded in his face, and a look of disgust crossed his face.

Luo Ya glanced at Bingye and he got goosebumps all over. He subconsciously tried to move his head back, but it was tied tightly with rope.

Luo Ya stood up, stuffed the freshly opened cherry blossom cake into his pouch, and walked indifferently toward the headless corpse.

Bingye was stunned, then his face lit up with wild joy. The other party hadn't come to get the knife. What did that mean? Was this human really so arrogant? The bodies of demons and humans were worlds apart. This arrogant fellow had to be taught a lesson this time.

The next moment, the headless corpse was kicked into the ground, and Roya swung his fists left and right, still using the "Ora Ora" technique.

A powerful force filled Bingye's body, which had no torso. His bones were dislocated, his muscles were strained, his bones were broken, and even his liver was almost smashed. The more fierce the opponent's attack was, the happier Bingye became. Bingye thought to himself that the opponent's fierce attack could not be sustained for long.

But in reality, Bingye was being too naive.

Normal humans might indeed be like that, but who told him that the guy standing in front of him was human?

Let's talk about this pure-blooded dragon boy. Luo Ya's crimson-gold eyes shone even brighter under the moonlight. With each punch, the ground trembled, and the powerful force made his entire body shake constantly.

Even so, this lower crested leaf named "Sick Leaf" was still clinging to life.

Bingye originally thought that with such high-intensity consumption, the opponent could only last for ten minutes or half an hour at most. At that time, he would secretly release the Blood Demon Art to catch the opponent off guard and achieve an ultimate counterattack.

Then, he tried to dodge, but the force of the punches never stopped. Luo Ya even changed his tactics, sometimes attacking with both hands, sometimes lifting his almost broken body with one hand and hitting him hard with the other.

But after nearly half an hour of battling, the diseased leaf body, which was almost falling apart, just wouldn't break. But that was all it was. Although it wouldn't break, the recovery speed had visibly decreased a lot.

Meanwhile, Bingye was wincing in pain, but unfortunately, all her words were stuck in her throat.

At the same time, Bingye glared hatefully at the female ghost's head, her expression full of resentment.

That ferocious look in his eyes seemed to say: You're the one who led the Japanese into the village.

The female ghost trembled. She desperately wanted to defend herself, saying she hadn't wanted to do it either.

Luo Ya scratched his head. "You know what, everyone has their own expertise. Without the Breathing Technique and the Nichirin Blade, it would be quite troublesome to deal with."

After pounding for a while, Luo Ya also felt a bit bored. After thinking for a moment, he squatted down and looked at the mangled skeleton.

Luo Ya tried to breathe in and out, attempting to retain that energy in a regular pattern. He estimated that the power in the air was the key to eliminating the ghost.

However, just like before, the power could only remain in the blood and could not be used.

Luo Ya frowned in thought. He tried to mobilize the small amount of power in his body and throw a punch at the sick leaf.

The diseased leaf hanging on the tree whimpered a few times, but could not utter a word.

There was some struggling, but not much, which means the other person wasn't in much pain.

Luo Ya frowned, wondering what was wrong.

The breathing method is incorrect; the rhythm is not right.

Hmm, let's try a different breathing method.

Oxygen was inhaled in large quantities by Roya again, flowing into his lungs through his bloodstream and then circulating throughout his body.

This time, however, most of that strange power was preserved.

Roya frowned again; the breathing technique felt a bit strange.

Is it possible to retain so much simply by changing the way you breathe?

It's a bit unscientific, but unscientific as it may be, Roya still swung his hammer at his opponent, and this time the opponent's expression became extremely interesting.

Luo Ya smiled. It's good that it works; I'm just afraid it won't.

Then Roya began to try and fail repeatedly, but the final result was that he had mastered the proper breathing method by dawn.

There were some results, but the energy retention only reached about 80% at most, and that was all.

It seems necessary to learn the so-called breathing method. Luo Ya felt that he didn't need to learn it specifically. As long as the other party stood in front of him and demonstrated it once, Luo Ya estimated that he would be able to figure out the other party's breathing method.

As dawn broke and the morning sun shone down on the entire earth, the diseased leaves, with a peaceful and gentle expression, quietly bathed in the morning light.

"This is the breath of freedom." At this moment, the sick leaf longed for the sun so much that the feeling of the sunlight burning its skin actually brought it a kind of pleasant pleasure.

The diseased leaf, with a smiling face, turned to ashes and vanished.

The female ghost also vanished into the world, and the ghost blood on Roya's body gradually disappeared under the sunlight.

Luo Ya got up, somewhat reluctantly, picked up the katana and examined it. He found that the edges of the katana had been completely corroded. Luo Ya shook his head inwardly, lamenting that his sword was probably ruined again. He casually tossed it aside and walked towards the path leading down the mountain.

He had only walked for a short while when he unexpectedly encountered someone.

This is a boy with long yellow hair, some of which has red edges, thick black eyebrows, and bright, piercing eyes. He wears a brown Demon Slayer Corps uniform and a haori with flame patterns at the end.

When Luo Ya saw the other person, he was slightly taken aback, as he had already guessed the other person's identity.

The only one so obvious is the Flame Pillar named Rengoku Kyojuro.

The opponent had a strong presence, and Luo Ya could feel that with each breath, the opponent inhaled a large amount of oxygen from the air.

Luo Ya raised an eyebrow slightly; the other party's vitality was extremely vigorous, and he possessed a very strong aura.

Rengoku Kyojuro noticed Roya's hurried steps falter and frowned, looking at him. "Boy," he said, "you have a very strong scent on you. Did you encounter it? Where is it?"

Kyojuro Rengoku's voice was loud and imposing; he seemed to enjoy speaking like that.

Roya sensed no malice from the other party. He pointed to the mountainside and said to Rengoku Kyojuro, "You're too late. One person was killed last night. Oh, no, there should be many people killed, hmm, during this period."

Rengoku Kyojuro was stunned, a sorrowful expression on his face. He sighed, "In the end, I'm still too late?"

Roya nodded. Rengoku Kyojuro had indeed arrived a bit late. Even without Roya, Rengoku Kyojuro wouldn't have been able to find him at this point. Demons don't stay in one place for long, and judging by that guy's personality, he was probably planning to find another place to hide.

Feeling the other person's long and steady heartbeat, Luo Ya tried to synchronize his breathing with theirs.

Soon, Luo Ya felt as if a flame was burning in his abdomen, and the power that he couldn't control before began to transform into that flame in his abdomen.

Rengoku Kyojuro raised his thick, dark eyebrows and looked at Roya with considerable surprise. He said bluntly, "Your breathing is still too fast. Slow down."

Luo Ya nodded, took a breath, and continued to exhale and breathe.

At this moment, Rengoku Kyojuro nodded, his previous grief gone, and said to Roya, "That's good, kid. You did very well, mastering the knack so quickly. You deserve praise. Oh, by the way, are you interested in joining the Demon Slayer Corps?"

Luo Ya thought for a moment and nodded.

Ryoga's appearance surprised Kyojuro Rengoku a little. He had thought that Ryoga might make some excuses, but he didn't expect Ryoga to agree so readily.

Rengoku Kyojuro grinned again and said to Roya, "Handsome young man, what's your name? My name is Rengoku Kyojuro. I like you very much. Would you be interested in becoming my stepson?"

The so-called stepson is the so-called personal disciple. Each Pillar will select some Demon Slayer Corps members with good talent and decent strength to become their stepsons. Rengoku Kyojuro's first words were to ask Roya to become his stepson, which surprised Roya.

After all, not just anyone can become a stepson.

Although the other party invited him, Roya shook his head and smiled at Rengoku Kyojuro, saying, "Although I plan to join the Demon Slayer Corps, I don't yet know which Breathing style suits me. If I were to become your adopted son rashly, it would be somewhat presumptuous."

There was something else Luo Ya didn't say: his current strength was almost on par with Rengoku Kyojuro's, so even if he became Rengoku's stepson, he wouldn't learn much.