Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

Akaza, a martial artist by training, possesses exceptional combat skills and centuries of accumulated experience, far surpassing Gyokko, who is hopelessly addicted to art, or Gyutaro, who dotes on his younger sister.

The Destruction Killing Needle that it activates is also extremely effective against Kiyokawa Izumi.

Within his domain, he can accurately sense the fighting spirit and killing intent of any attack, regardless of its direction.

Faced with such an opponent, Kiyokawa Izumi struggled to gain the upper hand, resorting to one trump card after another. As his strength increased, he realized that his opponent had not yet used his full power.

Perhaps they didn't want the battle to end too quickly, or perhaps they felt that there were still several hours until sunrise, so there was no need to rush to finish off their opponent.

In such an intense confrontation, Kiyokawa Izumi's stamina would definitely not be able to hold up, and he could not possibly fight this person for several hours.

They couldn't hold out until sunrise.

Faced with Akaza's fierce kicking technique, Kiyokawa Izumi, who was unable to create distance, could clearly see the trajectory of the opponent's attack, but her reaction was somewhat slow to keep up.

This battle was undoubtedly extremely unfair.

Even a slight brush or a collision could result in a fatal injury that could affect one's condition—Kiyokawa Izumi cannot afford to expend such resources.

With each swing of his sword, every kick was heavy and powerful. Kiyokawa Izumi, who was struggling to defend himself, was kicked back more than ten meters by Akaza.

Slightly out of breath, he noticed that his Nichirin Blade was worn out too badly.

There's nothing we can do about it.

This guy's fists are as hard as steel, and sometimes you have no choice but to take them head-on.

"Can we continue fighting?"

Akaza, who wasn't in a hurry to launch an attack, looked at Kiyokawa Izumi with a slightly calm expression and couldn't help but say something.

"As a human, you are undoubtedly extremely vulnerable and need to fight while protecting the vital parts of your body."

When your physical strength is severely depleted, you will only become weaker and weaker.

Once injured, recovery is also slow.

You have no chance of winning; you will die!

"Do you know why you can't reach the highest realm for so long? It's because you have a near-eternal lifespan. If a hundred years isn't enough, then two hundred or three hundred years."

As long as I can keep living, one day I will be able to enter that field and become stronger.

Holding this belief, can you truly do it?

Kiyokawa Izumi didn't mind chatting with this person more during the adjustment period.

Why do you want to become stronger? Why do you hate weak humans?

Do you still remember that initial reason? Back in your human days, was it also because of someone that you decided to become stronger?

Don't you think it's pathetic that you've forgotten even these things?

"Shut up! What's so pathetic about becoming stronger just for the sake of becoming stronger?"

Akaza lowered his center of gravity slightly, and with a sudden burst of power from his legs, the ground was stomped open with large spiderweb-like cracks, like a fully drawn bow being released.

It traversed a distance of several meters in an instant; this was a pure crushing force of speed and power.

Without pausing for even a moment, it kept punching with every breath, seemingly venting its anger silently. In its all-out effort, it instantly suppressed Kiyokawa Izumi.

Faster and stronger punches followed one after another, and neither Seiya nor Zenitsu could intervene.

I kept receiving dangerous signals from my skin, as if I would die if I got involved in the fight.

The pig, having drawn its Nichirin Blade, seemed somewhat bewildered.

In less than half a minute, Kiyokawa Izumi's figure flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the wall not far away.

"Who exactly are you people?"

Ordinary people who mustered up the courage to step forward and ask questions caused Akaza extreme discomfort.

It loathed such weak humans.

Akaza certainly didn't want his battle with Kiyokawa Izumi to be affected.

Even though this guy had said some very unpleasant things before, Akaza still appreciated it immensely and thoroughly enjoyed the battle.

With a flash, it suddenly appeared in front of the ordinary people. Just as it was about to throw a punch, it faintly heard the sound of thunder and roar.

Thunder Breathing - Complete Collection!

"The First Form -"

Even in his half-asleep state, Zenitsu remained kind, and naturally, he wanted to save that ordinary person.

But he was clearly not that fast.

Even if they managed to attract Akaza's attention, it wouldn't be enough to save the innocent person.

The Nichirin Blade, which had pierced through, instantly plunged into Akaza's chest.

With blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Kiyokawa Izumi casually wiped it away and, forcing himself to stand up, drew his second Nichirin Blade.

Even though I used the technique to dissipate the force just now, my back still hurts more than I imagined.

"We can't withstand it! Protecting our vital organs is already incredibly difficult, let alone posing a fatal threat... Is there still no way to stop it under this continuous onslaught?"

"If you don't want to die, get lost."

Kiyokawa Izumi pressed forward again, not forgetting to say this to the terrified ordinary person.

He wasn't an extremely gentle person to begin with, and at this moment he didn't have the patience to offer kind words of advice to those who were in his way.