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An Zai couldn't figure it out at all. How could he be on the same level as my wife Zenitsu?

He had basically killed all the ghosts in their team, so he felt it was fair to be promoted to the first level.

But my wife is kind?

That coward?

He can actually be promoted to the Ren level?

This in itself is a great insult to An Zai.

And Yan Chong is actually one level higher than him?

This is a kind of mental torture for him who always thinks that he is the strongest among these reincarnations.

"Did you make a mistake?" An Zai couldn't bear it anymore and asked.

"Don't worry, we won't make a mistake." The black-haired child said, "There are crows we sent in the sky, monitoring the overall situation of Tengxi Mountain. Only those who kill two-digit ghosts can be promoted. You

He killed eleven ghosts, which is indeed great, but he only ranked third. And he himself killed fifty-three."

An Zai: "..."

Is it so different?

After An Zai camped on the top of the mountain, he was always on guard. In the first few days, ghosts attacked him every day.

Later, there were no more ghosts, and he thought the ghosts were afraid of him.

He repeatedly defeated them and killed several of them, demonstrating his strength.

But fifty-three?

How did that guy do it?

And I’m third?

This shows that my wife Zenitsu has killed more people than me!

Yan Chong felt that there was not much difference in the numbers.

Because according to his calculations, it might be fifty-six, and if the fusion ghosts were counted as five ghosts, it would be over sixty.

Later, almost all the ghosts on Fujirai Mountain were captured by him for experiments. Even Zenitsu, my wife, killed more than ten ghosts.

As for the other reserve team members, each of them also killed at least one ghost.

Fifty-three, that’s pretty conservative, okay?

Seeing Yan Chong's expression, An Zaiyai understood that this was the truth.

This guy must have killed many more ghosts than him to get such a promotion.

So he decided to re-examine Yan Chong's strength.

"How did you do it?" An asked again.

"Well, I sleep at night and go into caves to kill ghosts during the day." Yan Chong didn't hide anything. "Ghosts don't dare to see the sun, so they all hide in caves. It will be much easier to kill them."

An Zai: "!!!"

Why didn't I think of that!

What he also didn't expect was that Yan Chong was actually an intellectual player.

Although his sword skills are not very good, his thinking is very clear!

It seemed that I had underestimated him.

However, in Demon Slayer Squad, level is actually not that important. It only determines the monthly salary level.

Below the pillar level, all are miscellaneous soldiers.

Moreover, when facing ghosts, the soldiers of the Demon Slayer Corps are also damaged very quickly.

As long as you can survive it, the level is simply not worth mentioning.

"Okay." An Zai could only sigh helplessly.

Next, the two children arranged an exclusive raven for each of them.

These crows can speak human words and tell the Demon Slayer team members their missions in real time.

Most of them are crows, but for some reason, the one my wife Zenitsu received turned out to be a small yellow sparrow.

It's just a sparrow, the key is that it can't speak...

My wife, Zenitsu, couldn't understand what it was saying at all.

At this time, Immortal Kawagenya stood up with an impatient look on his face and said: "Where is the sword?"

Everyone's eyes were turned to him.

He threw his rook aside and said, "I don't care about the crow!"

"What I want is a knife, a knife that changes color!" He walked over and grabbed the white-haired child, "Give me the knife!"

He was talking about the Nichirin Sword.

The orthodox Nichirin Sword can produce color changes according to each person's different breathing methods.

This is fundamentally different from the standard Nichirin sword.

And the purpose of this Immortal Kawa Genya joining the Demon Slayer Squad is actually to obtain a sword?

Yan Chong was a little confused about the situation, but at this time, Kamado Tanjiro quickly walked over and grabbed Fusukawa Genya's arm.

"Please let go of this child immediately!" Tanjiro Kamado said, "or I will break your arm!"

"What do you mean, kid?" Fusukawa Xuanya was obviously dissatisfied, "If you have the ability, just give it a try!"

"Crack!"

The crisp sound was even heard by Yan Chong next to him.

Tanjiro Kamado didn't use any jujutsu or grappling skills at all.

He simply grabbed Fusukawa Genya's arm with one hand and squeezed it hard.

Immortal Kawakawa Genya's right arm was broken...

If Immortal Genya wasn't an osteoporosis patient, Kamado Tanjiro's grip strength would be too strong!

Yan Chong couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The protagonist is the protagonist, he cannot be offended, he cannot be offended...

But An Zai was able to recruit such a person into his army, and his personality charm was even higher than that of Yan Chong.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the people around me were also different.

My wife, Zenitsu, showed fear again and squatted aside, looking at Kamado Tanjiro in horror, fearing that she would be the next victim.

Li Hua Luoxiang Naihu didn't care, as if she didn't see it at all, her eyes kept staring at a butterfly flying by.

Du Laosan shrank behind An Zai in fear, while An Zai subconsciously pressed his hand on the hilt of the two-handed sword.

The two of them are now ready to take action.

Genya Immortal had no choice but to let go of his hand, and Tanjiro Kamado stood in front of the child, like a hero guarding the weak, with the light of righteousness all over his body...

Deng Yuhu coughed and said: "I think this matter should be decided by higher-level people, right? If the Xin-level members don't speak, we Gui-level members can't express our stance."

Yan Chong looked embarrassed.

Damn it, can you still blame me like this?

"The Xin-level players said that you are just a retarded person." Yan Chong concluded, "It's best to stop interfering in matters that don't concern you, Gui-level players."

Deng Yuhu: "..."

Is it so direct?

Are you starting to curse?

Yan Chong doesn't have to care about what Deng Yuhu thinks. If you pass the blame to me, if I don't scold you, will I still be pampered by you?

The scene suddenly became very embarrassing.

"Well... let's continue the theme." An said again.

"Next, please choose the iron ore you like. Professional masters from the knifesmith village will make knives for you." The black-haired girl said.

A large plate was placed in front of her, with round iron ore stones as big as basketballs and as small as fists placed on it.

"These are scarlet sand, a necessary raw material for making Nichirin swords." The white-haired girl followed, "Each of you can choose a piece."

There is actually a lot of iron ore on the plate, but because too many reserve players were retained this time, the iron ore is somewhat insufficient in comparison.

These people swarmed up and picked up the big ones, leaving only a small piece for Yan Chong.

Yan Chong: "!!!"

You guys are too careless!