Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

"Enough is enough!"

Unable to bear listening any longer, Kiyokawa Izumi couldn't help but interrupt.

"If you are unwilling to assist, then leave. If you have any objections, then pick up your Nichirin Blade and, as a swordsman, let your sword speak for itself."

Those who are one in ten thousand are naturally very few and far between. The vast majority of people are destined from birth to be among the ten thousand, not the one.

Whether they are Pillars or ordinary swordsmen, even the Stone Pillar, who is recognized as the strongest, is far from being able to compare with Yoriichi Tsugikuni.

Instead of worrying about whether you were chosen by talent, focus on how to do your best.

In terms of both mindset and ability, this man is far inferior to his son.

Without Sun Breathing, without Awakening Marks, or even being translucent, is the existence of such a Flame Pillar meaningless?

Was the rescue of the three little ones and the many ordinary people meaningless?

Could anyone else, even the former Flame Pillar, replicate such a miracle?

Can we really achieve our current best when facing Upper Moon Three?

Kiyokawa Izumi always believed that the most core and precious aspect of the Flame Breathing passed down through generations was not simply the techniques or the knowledge hidden in ancient records, but rather the burning will of the Flame Pillars of each generation.

If any future Flame Pillar were to follow in this footsteps, refusing to take responsibility and passing on the Flame Breathing technique.

The same applies to other inheritors of the breathing technique.

So, can the existing nine pillars reach the same level as they have now?

If Sakonji Urokodaki had refused to inherit the Water Breathing technique, could Giyu still have become the Water Pillar of today?

Despite having many thoughts in mind, Kiyokawa Izumi was too lazy to explain, and simply stated his position firmly.

Either end this farce, or talk to me with the Nichirin Blade in your hand.

There was no other choice.

He dared to throw a punch even when he was weaker than this person, so what about now?

Kiyokawa Izumi did not possess the skill of persuading others with grand principles.

Faced with Kiyokawa Izumi's impolite manner, Makijuro gripped his Nichirin Blade tightly in his left hand. Having not drawn his sword for far too long, did he truly have the courage to do so now?

When she came to her senses, she knew that her behavior was somewhat absurd, so she remained silent and simply shook off Kiyokawa Izumi's hand.

What's the point of playing a match at this moment?

Worthless.

"Mr. Kiyokawa Izumi's aura has indeed become much stronger... And right now, I feel a strange, inexplicable anger? The way he's looking at me is also very strange... Have I done something wrong?"

Tanjiro, who was secretly listening to emotions, couldn't help but think to himself.

After the brief farce ended, everyone present was somewhat hesitant to speak, with ordinary team members trying to minimize their presence—the meeting between the two retired pillars was unpleasant, resulting in a somewhat oppressive atmosphere.

Only that little girl (Kanao) could idly admire the wisteria flowers around her, with a faint smile on her face, as if nothing was wrong.

"If a pillar of wind had appeared here, they probably would have started fighting right away, right?"

"The Serpent Pillar should be grateful to this person... after all, it saved his life... but he must also be somewhat disappointed, right?"

The Flame Pillar who saved him from the demons back then, why has he become like this?

"This year's selection process is completely different from previous years. We will do our best to protect your lives... but not everyone is qualified to participate in the selection."

Before we begin, there will be a simple test.

Basic physical fitness test?

Too much trouble!

Kiyokawa Izumi was too lazy to test their speed, strength, and other attributes one by one.

Even a demon-slaying swordsman still needs to let his sword do the talking.

"The test is simple: right here, right now, draw your weapons, and attack me with the intention of killing me."

In an instant, Kiyokawa Izumi entered a serious state.

I wasn't joking with these people.

His blood-red Sharingan then appeared—he didn't need to use the Sharingan to fight these newbies, but fighting wasn't his main goal; he needed accurate assessment.

Whether you have learned breathing techniques or not is not important; you will be exposed to breathing techniques once you become a formal team member.

It's just a low starting point.

This gap is still manageable.

Someone who has mastered water breathing for many years, isn't his strength just so-so?

This is not meant to disparage Murata; it's just to show that even if you don't know the breathing technique, it's okay, you still have a chance.

An eerie silence descended. The young aspiring swordsmen exchanged glances, and after a moment, a boy who was very confident in his own strength could no longer contain himself and suddenly made his move.

"His personality is somewhat arrogant, and while his courage is commendable, he can also be a bit reckless. Is this a plus or a minus?"

A sharp blade swung straight down, and Kiyokawa Izumi frowned slightly as he dodged to the side.

There are far too many unnecessary little tricks. How exactly did his trainer teach him?

His foundation is weak; he hasn't even mastered breathing techniques. His strength, speed, and reaction time are not competitive compared to his peers.

Overall, I can only give it a below-average rating!

He casually snatched the boy's weapon, and a cold voice followed.

"Failed, next one!"