Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

"I thought it would be a group of Tanjiroes who had just participated in the Final Selection, but it turned out to be a group of Zenitsu who hadn't slept."

In less than two minutes, all fifteen official team members were knocked down, with most of them lying on the ground, groaning and moaning.

Kiyokawa Izumi racked his brains but still couldn't figure out how these people had passed the final selection.

Did something go wrong?

Good luck, I didn't run into the Hand Ghost.

Surely we haven't even encountered any evil spirits?

Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case!

His strength was quite average; he didn't use any breathing techniques and relied solely on his swordsmanship to fight.

Fifteen people, not fifteen pigs, with a little cooperation, how could they not even last two minutes?

Are these the talents selected through the final selection process?

I really didn't realize!

Perhaps it's because these people aren't of high rank.

Without a leader to take charge, the mob acts independently, and they're lucky if they don't cause trouble for others, let alone cooperate.

Kiyokawa Izumi felt his blood pressure rising.

"What kind of determination did you have when you joined the Demon Slayer Corps?"

Because a loved one was killed by an evil spirit, and you want revenge?

Is it simply a desire to protect ordinary people?

Or were they attracted by the high rewards offered by the Demon Slayer Corps?

If you don't want to be killed by evil spirits in the next mission or any future missions, please show some fighting spirit!

Kiyokawa Izumi had finished speaking when he noticed someone still lying on the ground groaning. He could only pick up his Nichirin Blade with a blank expression.

"Wait, I'll use a real knife. I won't hold back!"

Upon hearing this, a few who were still lying on the ground and unable to get up immediately changed their expressions and hurriedly got up.

"?"

Why would this young pillar say such frightening things?

The dark silver Nichirin Blade has a slender, smooth blade without a single impurity.

Kiyokawa Izumi realized that talking to these people with platitudes was useless; it was better to just pull out a real knife and scare them.

Some young swordsmen are already trembling with fear. With such a mentality, how can they be demon-slaying swordsmen?

"Murata, you're the first one here!"

"what?"

Veteran player Murata had a long face, wondering why this pillar could call him by name.

However, that's not important.

Why was he the first?

Although this person's body was trembling slightly, he was still quite capable—it might be hard to believe, but Kiyokawa Izumi had indeed encountered this person when he first arrived at the Butterfly Mansion.

At that time, I was still hesitating about whether to imitate this person's breathing rhythm and learn water breathing from Murata.

"You're treating me like a demon, what are you hesitating for? You're neither attacking nor observing my movements, what are you doing?"

Murata, who had been reprimanded in this way, pursed his lips and charged forward with wide, sweeping movements.

"Water Breathing - First Form: Water Surface Slash!"

"?"

Even without his Sharingan, Kiyokawa Izumi could clearly see his sword-wielding movements.

He charged straight at them, swinging his knife without warning.

Kiyokawa Izumi blocked with the back of his sword, only able to console himself that at least he could use the Breath of Water.

Shouldn't we give them some praise?

You can use breathing techniques!

"Who taught you to charge in with such wide, sweeping movements?"

Why don't you jump up instead of raising your Nichirin Blade above your head?

"With your shoulder and elbow joints exposed, your center and sides are completely undefended. When you swing the knife, your center of gravity leans forward, but your lower limbs cannot maintain stability."

With a casual flick of his left foot, the old man Murata fell to the ground.

Kiyokawa Izumi shook his head repeatedly, thinking to himself that he must find Kocho Shinobu to cleanse his eyes later.

I'm afraid of being led astray by these incompetent chess players!

Don't let the system suddenly announce that your swordsmanship level has regressed to Lv3 while you're fighting.

Kiyokawa Izumi pointed out Murata's weakness with the back of his knife, and said expressionlessly as he looked at Murata lying on the ground.

"The devil won't wait for you to get back up."

He pretended to swing his knife, and the sharp blade quickly sliced ​​across Murata's forehead, causing a few stray hairs to fall naturally.

Murata, who was terrified, quickly got up.

He picked up the wooden sword that had fallen to the side, and then suddenly roared, jumping up right in front of Kiyokawa Izumi.

"?"

When facing an enemy far stronger than you, why do you dare to jump straight up?

It's no wonder that this person would be asked who their trainer is in the original world!

"Type II: Waterwheel!!"

At this moment, Murata, the passerby king, exploded with power. His muscles were taut, and he broke through his limits, successfully using the Waterwheel move.

Faced with such a swift and fierce attack, Kiyokawa Izumi didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. He slightly turned his body to dodge, and the wooden sword grazed his haori as it fell.

"When suspended in mid-air, the lower body is completely weak; upon landing, the center of gravity is unstable. Murata, who is your mentor?"

When the sharp Nichirin Blade was pressed against his neck, Kiyokawa Izumi finally couldn't resist asking a question out of curiosity.

"!!"

Murata was too frightened to speak, feeling that the Pillar in front of him was too terrifying.

That's impossible.

Seeing that he hadn't answered yet, Kiyokawa Izumi sighed silently to himself, "Is there anything else you want to perform? Cough, are there any other moves you want to use?"

He coughed lightly to cover up his inappropriate words.

"I'm not very good at Water Breathing, but I do know the basic techniques. Watch carefully and learn diligently!"

Kiyokawa Izumi swept his gaze over Murata and the others, "Official members who have mastered Water Breathing, if you don't study diligently, don't blame me for hanging you up and whipping you a hundred times!"