Demon Slayer: Muzan, will you dance too?

Perhaps only when a naive boy loses something will he truly mature.

Zenitsu was so frightened by Sanemi that he fainted, which was something Kiyokawa Izumi never expected.

Is the appearance of this Wind Pillar, who wishes to remain anonymous, really that frightening?

Sanemi himself was slightly taken aback, but he was quite satisfied with the teammate who tried to launch a sneak attack from behind.

The training was still somewhat effective.

At least, they can seize such opportunities.

He casually tossed Zenitsu behind him, and the team members who were trying to launch a sneak attack were caught off guard and became Zenitsu's human cushion.

The wooden knife in his hand slipped from his grasp in an instant.

At that moment, Zenitsu, who was timid and cowardly, suddenly changed his breathing rhythm.

Faintly, one could even hear the sound of thunder roaring. Although it was very faint, the hearing of a Pillar-level swordsman was not as good as that of an ordinary person. Sanemi suddenly turned around, and the expression on his face became interesting.

Breath of Thunder?

Finally, some decent-looking team members have appeared.

Whether it's because the barrier to entry for water breathing is relatively low, or because there are too many instructors who have mastered water breathing, this has led to the fact that the vast majority of team members use water breathing.

Their mastery of breathing techniques can only be described as a complete mess.

But talent is something that can't be forced.

Compared to these incompetent teammates, Zenitsu, who was half asleep and half awake, truly impressed people with his mastery of breathing techniques.

It's understandable that Sanemi would pay extra attention when he heard the faint roar of thunder.

"Thunder Breathing: First Form - Thunderclap Flash!"

The instantaneous straight-line advance was as swift as lightning.

The wooden sword was suddenly swung out, swift and sharp.

Zenitsu's level of excitement was no match for Sanemi's.

The attack was easily deflected; not only that, Sanemi's powerful punch sent Zenitsu flying.

"Is that all? Stand up!"

Just then, the pig carrying two wooden knives, seemingly unaware of any fear, charged forward!

They launched their attack recklessly, like wild beasts.

Then, in just a moment, the pig's headgear was knocked off.

Kiyokawa Izumi, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was quite amused.

"Wind Breathing is indeed a very good breathing technique. It has a large attack range, is versatile, and can be used for both offense and defense."

With relentless attacks and speed, coupled with martial arts techniques that extend airflow to the limbs, their fighting style is incredibly agile.

Kiyokawa Izumi, of course, did not forget to secretly dissect and analyze Sanemi's actions.

During combat, the wide-area attacks it generates can indeed be a major headache for the enemy.

The strong winds that whip up can indeed cause real damage.

This is something that Kiyokawa Izumi could not imitate.

As for Lei Hu.

Extreme bursts of speed and power often leave opponents with no time to react before they are killed in a single blow.

Zenitsu only knows the First Form.

This move is fundamental, yet it is also the core.

Focus on one point, and reach the pinnacle.

"The five breathing techniques are all excellent; it's truly unimaginable just how strong a monster like Yoriichi Tsugikuni really is."

Kiyokawa Izumi is no longer the novice she was when she first held a knife.

That powerful man who appeared out of nowhere was able to slash through more than 1,500 pieces in a hasty swing of his sword, even after Muzan had split into 1,800 pieces during his self-destruction.

This is truly unimaginable.

Just how fast did that man swing his knife?

If he could, he really wanted to see just how spectacular that moment of wielding the knife was.

That person also said that those who explore the path to the end will arrive at the same destination, showing confidence in the future.

Nonsense.

No one can reach his level.

Kiyokawa Izumi, who hadn't fully mastered the Wind Pillar's moves, was itching to join in. "How about I join?"

For Yu Shimi, training with these ordinary team members was also very uninspiring.

Whether it's Zenitsu or Ino, they're worlds apart.

As for people like Murata, they can be dealt with easily.

The fight against them wasn't even a warm-up.

It's really boring.

Just then, Kiyokawa Izumi suddenly spoke up, which Sanemi was naturally more than happy to do—using only a wooden sword wouldn't violate the team rules, so they could fight to their hearts' content.

Without saying a word, he picked up a wooden sword from the ground and tossed it to the silent Tomioka Giyuu, his meaning crystal clear.

Let's continue the fight we didn't finish before!

……

Night gradually fell.

"Be gentle!"

Kiyokawa Izumi, shirtless, couldn't help but grin and shout at Kanzaki Aoi.

His whole body was covered in bruises, and he couldn't even lift his arms or grip heavy objects.

On a whim, the three fought for several hours, breaking countless wooden swords in the process.

Kiyokawa Izumi, who had the worst stamina, also suffered the most injuries, but how could he say that he was no good?

The Wind and Water Pillars can still fight, but he can't hold on any longer. Wouldn't this make him a laughing stock if word got out?

How can a man say he can't do it? How can he say he can't handle it?

Towards the end, he felt his movements were becoming distorted and his performance was severely declining.

Fortunately, the other two are not made of iron either. How could they fight for hours without feeling tired when they are giving it their all?