northernbook Chapter 344 Talk-no-jutsu is the protagonist's privilege
Chapter 344 Talk-no-jutsu is the protagonist's privilege
Chapter 344 The Protagonist's Privilege: Talk-no-Jutsu
Are they serious?
Tanjiro didn't underestimate him; he knew perfectly well that this guy's strength was the same as Miss Yuko's.
No, it's even stronger in terms of the sense of coercion.
He only managed to defeat Miss Yuko once by sheer luck, thanks to everyone's help.
Now it's just him and Inosuke, and the difference between them is considerable.
Calm down, calm down, and focus.
The difference wasn't as big as he had imagined; he had seen Miss Yuko's movements clearly before.
There can't be that big of a difference.
Ultimately, it's probably because he was afraid of this man.
"Breathing of the Moon, Third Form, Aversion to the Moon, Erosion".
A calm yet authoritative voice rang out.
"Oh no!" Tanjiro quickly snapped back to reality.
Kokushibo raised the strangely shaped blade, stepped forward, and swung the blade with great force. Two huge arc-shaped slashes interspersed with countless slender crescent moons flew towards them, seemingly poised to cut them both to pieces.
"Inosuke!"
"I know!"
The two dodged to the left and right.
Before they could even catch their breath, Kokushibo's voice, like the Grim Reaper announcing death, rang out again.
"Breathing of the Moon - Second Form - Pearl Moon Dance!"
Another series of large-scale attacks!
We must find an opportunity to get close.
Tanjiro had experienced the torment of Ikuko's Blood Demon Art before; once the frequency of her attacks increased, even getting close became difficult for them.
Inosuke was clearly aware of this as well, and while dodging Kokushibo's slashes, he was also trying to move in Kokushibo's direction.
Of course... it's also possible that he simply wanted to kill Kokushibo.
You can't just dodge; you have to find a way to cause trouble for the other party.
Thinking of this, Tanjiro slowed his pace slightly, but then his black Nichirin Blade began to burst into flames.
"Breathing of the Sun - Eleventh Form - Dragon Halo - Head Dance!"
The visual effect, like a fire dragon soaring through the air, rushed straight towards Kokushibo.
Kokushibo's eyes darkened slightly as he unconsciously recalled some less-than-pleasant memories.
"Breathing of the Moon..."
A barrage of crescent-shaped slashes surged toward Tanjiro, but this time, Tanjiro did not choose to stop.
It can be blocked!
Tanjiro, with unwavering faith, severed the purple crescent moon with a single strike wreathed in flames.
Tanjiro caught the crescent moons that Kokushibo unleashed with his Hollow Cry God technique.
very good!
Tanjiro's eyes lit up; this was an opportunity!
"Whoa!" Inosuke followed closely behind, seizing the opportunity when Kokushibo was focusing on Tanjiro, and rushed over from the side.
Kokushibo slightly raised his hand.
Tanjiro's gaze was fixed intently on Kokushibo. What type was he?
He needs to see clearly.
Based on the information she knew, Miss Yuko demonstrated the breathing technique of the Kokushibo-kai to them.
He saw it most clearly because he had activated his penetrating vision. As long as he could see the movement, he should be able to determine what kind of attack it was...
Tanjiro's expression suddenly changed: "Get out of the way! Inosuke!"
As he spoke, he swung his Nichirin Blade, attempting to stop Kokushibo.
"Breathing of the Moon, Land Form, Everlasting Night, Lonely Moon, Infinite".
As Kokushibo raised his demon blade, a series of arc-shaped slashes came vertically, threatening to destroy everything around him.
"What?!" Inosuke's hair stood on end, and his arm joints began to deform as he successfully passed through the gap in the slash.
The tiny crescent moon that extended out still left many scars on his body.
Tanjiro, on the other hand, successfully blocked the attack with the Halo Dragon.
My hands were numb from the shaking; this guy was too dangerous.
Kokushibo glanced at Inosuke, whose joints were deformed, in surprise. He hadn't expected that Inosuke could avoid his slashes in this way.
interesting.
There was no chance to get close.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down Tanjiro's forehead.
Even if they could see through each other's movements, the difference in their combat skills still prevented them from closing the gap.
It's not about getting closer or closer; it's about the difference in strength.
Did Miss Yuko hold back so much when she fought them?
Keep in mind, this guy hasn't even launched an attack yet, and they're already completely defenseless.
Kokushibo made another move, and Tanjiro watched with utmost care.
That posture...that style is...
Kokushibo stepped forward and, as if using all his strength, swung his demon blade at them from a distance.
"Breathing of the Moon - Eighth Form - Moon Dragon Tail!"
An enormous, unparalleled moon-shaped beam erupted from the blade and swept towards the two of them.
Tanjiro and Inosuke could only awkwardly dodge.
Even without close combat, the two were already on the verge of collapse under attacks from this range.
That's outrageous. As far as breathing techniques go, it's completely beyond the range that a blade could cut.
Just dodging attacks had exhausted all my strength, leaving me drenched in sweat.
Not to mention attacking the opponent.
"Is that all?"
Kokushibo slowly emerged from the dust and smoke, everything around him already destroyed beyond recognition by the attacks of Moon Breathing.
His fierce, suffocating aura rushed towards me.
"What a disgrace." Kokushibo looked at him coldly. "Among those users of that breathing technique, you are probably the weakest."
He doesn't deny that the child has talent, but time doesn't stand still.
"Your breathing technique is already very strong, so why are you still so concerned about mine?" Tanjiro asked abruptly.
Kokushibo's pupils contracted slightly.
“You don’t actually care about my breathing technique, do you?” Tanjiro swayed as he got up. “You’re just still concerned about your younger brother who has been dead for over four hundred years.”
He doesn't quite understand.
Ms. Yuko's words.
"If you accidentally run into that guy Kokushibo and you feel like you can't beat him, you can try to reason with him."
"Tell...tell me a reason?" Tanjiro was completely bewildered.
“Well, just confront him, or…” Yu Zi hesitated for a moment, “just follow your heart and say whatever you want.”
Miss Yuko patiently told him the story of her older brother, Iwakatsu.
As for what was said later, such as 'it might be okay to talk a lot, it's the protagonist's privilege', he didn't quite understand.
But he guessed that Miss Yuko meant for him to win over Kokushibo psychologically.
As expected, Kokushibo paused for a moment upon hearing Tanjiro's words.
"Was it Yuko who taught you that?" Kokushibo chuckled, not angry at all, but giving Tanjiro the feeling that he was reminiscing.
"She really will stop at nothing."