At the beginning, the boy had a question that lingered in his mind. What is the school of swordsmanship in the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info Benge Temple?

The answer is that there is no genre.

The teenager, who had been training for more than half a year, received an extremely shocking piece of information -- the master craftsman who seemed to be relatively silent on weekdays: the true self of Benge Temple, had an even more terrifying "name".

【Oni of Benge Temple】

More than 30 years ago, the ghost of Benge Temple, who terrified all life, decided to adopt his life after experiencing something unknown to everyone.

Although the master seems to be normal on weekdays, the boy's instinct often reminds him that this ghost is likely to kill the boy.

Sometimes, the boy could clearly feel the occasional unintentional madness when he was practicing with his master, and this kind of madness he had only felt when the Moon Wolf King was enchanted.

It is already completely certain that the Benge Temple Dojo is a place to cultivate ghosts, and the boy is the heir he has chosen.

Although so, after all, I have spent so many days with the master craftsman. The young man still has a feeling of respect for the master craftsman.

However, the teacher assessment is an exception, and if the young man is still merciful to the master at this time, there is only one consequence.

Die.

Reading the teacher's assessment, writing [fighting with ghosts]

That's why the boy was so resistant to leaving the teacher before. Because leaving the teacher represents the death of one of the master and the apprentice.

The boy respected his master, but the boy could not die. Therefore, he must not be cultivated into a new [ghost] according to the training method of the master craftsman, he must become a different [thing].

If the teacher is successful, the boy will leave the Benge Temple Dojo and start his life.

If he fails, the boy will also leave the Benge Temple Dojo, but he will go to Hell to report.

The master and apprentice collided frantically, and the bamboo knives of the boy and the master wrestled with each other in a cross shape.

Due to the infinite amount of internal qi on both sides, the physical properties of the bamboo knife were reversed and turned into a substance harder than iron!

The bamboo knives of both sides wrestled with each other, making a sizzling sound of metal grinding, and the smell of burning was faintly heard in the air.

"Nine empty smoke! You are my first disciple and my last! You know why! ”

The master craftsman, who was already like a madman, laughed wildly at the young man, and the strength of the bamboo knife in his hand gradually increased.

"Because of my madness! My instincts! You've taken a fancy to these two of my points from the beginning! Those so-called conduct and foundations are all!!! ”

The equally furious young man roared at the master with an even louder roar, and the strength in his hand strengthened again, and once again pushed the master craftsman's knife back!

"Well said! And then die, hahahahahaha!!! The master craftsman, who had completely turned back into the ghost of Benge Temple thirty years ago, laughed wildly and expanded his muscles, and the shirt that wrapped his body was immediately burst! The body of a ghost is revealed!

The master's terrifying body, which was stronger than a ghost, was covered with dense scars, and it was impossible to find an inch of intact skin.

It's killing! The inner qi of the master is pouring out like a frenzy! The bamboo knife in his hand was exerted with an unimaginably huge strange force, and the young man's bamboo knife was pressed in an instant!

The boy felt an irresistible force and immediately pulled his body and threw backwards. In the next second, the master's face almost touched the boy's face.

[It's unimaginably fast! The boy slammed the bamboo knife into the ground, and the ground cracked in a circle due to the distance between the boys. The master stumbled, and his body lost its balance due to the subsidence of the ground.

The young man's body flickered vaguely, and in the next second, he had already appeared behind the master craftsman, and the bamboo knife in his hand pierced the air, ready to tear the master craftsman's body.

【！ The boy didn't feel the real sensation of the stab

The figure of the "master craftsman" gradually faded, and it turned out to be just a residual shadow!

Then the real master craftsman should be in ......

Behind the teenager.

The boy felt a huge force coming from behind him, and his spine was hit firmly by the master's big fist.

Then the boy's vision quickly pushed forward, and the strong wind blowing in his face made the boy's face hurt.

The boy's eyes suddenly went black, and his body slammed into a solid object.

"Boom Boom !!"

The boy was punched and flew more than ten meters. The whole person is embedded in the wall of the courtyard. Loud noises continued to be heard, as rubble and dust rose from the sky.

The master craftsman soared into the direction where the boy was at a super high speed, and then swung the bamboo knife with all his might!

"Babble, ah!!!" The master craftsman exaggeratedly pulled the bamboo knife that had been deeply submerged in the wall, and with a click, the wall of the courtyard cracked in half diagonally upward. However, the boy who had just been embedded in it was no longer in it.

The master craftsman pulled out the bamboo knife and put it diagonally on his back, just enough to block the bamboo knife that the young man slashed at.

Bamboo knives and bamboo knives collide with each other, but there is a sound of metal colliding. The master craftsman laughed: "This is the [ghost] I taught!" ”

Then the master craftsman took the knife posture on his back and bounced the boy upward. Then the whole person stomped his foot, and then a huge recoil force bounced near the boy in the air.

The boy immediately controlled his balance and fought with the master in the air!

The boy's knife and the master's knife are fighting frantically at a speed that seems to break through the sound barrier! Each collision erupts with a loud bang and pop!

In just a few seconds, how many swords did the two of them swing!? Ten knives? A hundred dollars!? Or a thousand dollars?

The air was constantly being cut by the knife, and a vacuum layer had begun to form, making the boy suddenly feel that he couldn't breathe!

The boy and the master craftsman landed at the same time, and at the same time, they also slashed the tattered bamboo knife at each other with all their might!

"Shhh...... Boom! ”

Finally! The tattered bamboo knife began to be unable to resist the violent friction of the air! Start burning!

The boy and the master master drive the internal qi at the same time and forcibly extinguish the burning fire!

"I have my reasons! So I have to win this time! The young man held a tattered bamboo knife and instantly rushed towards the master craftsman!

"Wait until you stick that tattered bamboo knife into my heart!" The master smirked and waved the equally tattered bamboo knife at the boy.

The blades of the two were constantly intertwined, and the sound of metal, breaking the air, explosions, and the roars of the two of them all constituted the [Ghost Roar] at the same time!!

Part of the reason why the demons of Benkaji Temple are called ghosts is that these sounds are often accompanied by these sounds during the battles of the true self of Benkaji Temple, and these sounds are intertwined to form the [Oni Roar]!

The two furious figures continued to fight.

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Mrs. Chuanzi, who was passing by the Dojo of Benge Temple, listened carefully to the [Ghost Roar] coming from the backyard inside

Mrs. Chuanzi looked at the Benge Temple dojo with a sad face: "There is another ghost of Benge Temple in the world......

As she spoke, Mrs. Kawako's hand reached into her sewing kit, and the threads inside could be faintly seen glowing with metal.

Mrs. Chuanzi thought for a while, and then stuffed back the wire that had been taken out.

Mrs. Kawako looked at the Benkakuji dojo again, and her gaze seemed to penetrate the wall and see the scene in the backyard.

Suddenly, Mrs. Chuanzi laughed: "However, this time [ghost] is a little different." Mr. Real Me. You've miscalculated this time. ”

"[Demon Slayer] ...... Sure enough, I didn't misread Xunjun. Instead of following his master's old path, he carved out his own path......"

Mrs. Kawako chuckled and waved her sleeves away, no longer watching the battle in the dojo of Benge Temple.

Judging from the back of Mrs. Chuanzi, you can vaguely get a glimpse of the peerless elegance of the year

"I'm looking forward to it, Smoke-kun. How far can you grow? ”

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"Hah...... Ha ......"

"Vomit...... Poof......"

The tree in the backyard was affected by the battle between the two, and there was no longer a single tree still standing.

The boy and the master in the backyard have already hung up their lottery. The two of them were densely covered in scars, and occasionally a few brutal cracks could be seen that were deep into the bones.

Both sides stopped and kept spitting out blood, especially the teenager, whose blood mist was about to liquefy again. But it's just a tie with the master craftsman.

The injuries on the two were enough to cause other normal humans to die of complete shock. But there are two of them, one is a [ghost], and the other is a [ghost of slaying ghosts]! This injury is just beginning to warm up!!

The bloody ghosts roared at the same time! At this time, no words are as useful as a blade!

The two of them began to fight again! The bamboo knives wielded by the two completely liberated people continued to blast each other like thunder!

All the power is concentrated on the tip of the sword! The tips of the knives of both of them all hit the tips of the other side accurately! Then start a new round of attack speed, which is then offset by the tip of the other side's sword!

It seems to be a never-ending reincarnation, and the blades of the bloody boy and the master craftsman are constantly fighting against the tattered bamboo knife like a storm!

The two bamboo knives finally shattered at the same time! After all, it is a fight between ghosts and ghosts, and no amount of internal qi can change its essence!

But the boy and the master craftsman completely ignored the shattering of the bamboo knife! Continue to fight with a bamboo knife with only one blade left!

Although the two are now rivals fighting for life and death, they are also the most like-minded master and apprentice. They also decide the final cut to decide the winner!

"Master craftsman...... Thank you for your continued training for me...... But I'm not going to be a ghost like you! Absolute! ”

The young man raised the bamboo knife diagonally with both hands, and the half-cut bamboo knife lit up again with a scarlet extreme brilliance like the knife that killed the Moon Wolf King!

"I see...... You're going to be a ghost! Let's kill this ghost in front of you first! ”

The master craftsman raised the bamboo knife in both hands in a rage, and the half of the bamboo knife was covered with countless crazy blood qi!

Two strands of aurora and madness began to gather in the sky. The two forces collided with each other.

When the two momentum climbed to the highest point.

"Mystery! [Three-step Order] !!! ”

"Onikendo・Shura Gate !!"

The whole of Kyoto was quiet.

People invariably look at the Hokakuji Dojo in the center of Kyoto.

It's over......

The battle between the Polar Colors and the Crazy Qi in the sky is over. The momentum of the shattering sky suddenly disappeared.

In the backyard, the boy's kidneys were pierced by the master, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the penetrating wound

The boy clutched his blood-spurting kidneys and half-crouched down in pain.

But in the heart of the master craftsman, the young man's half-tattered bamboo knife was firmly inserted, just through the heart.

At the last moment, the master deviated from the direction the blade was pointing, only to pierce the boy's kidney. And his heart was ruthlessly pierced by the teenager.

At the end of his life, the master craftsman turned back into the master craftsman that the boy knew. As if returning to the light, he smiled at the boy and said, "Smoke, well done." The ghost slayer has finally sent the ghost to hell......"

"I don't have anything to teach you anymore, it's up to you from now on......"

The master craftsman pulled out the tattered half-cut bamboo knife out of his heart, and the blood gushing out instantly spilled on the ground.

The master craftsman's pupils were dilated, and he completely lost his vitality.

His tall body fell to the blood-soaked ground, so violent before he died, but his face was peaceful after his death. Perhaps he had already had the idea of death.

The young man looked at the fallen master craftsman, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried out loudly.

"Wow, ah, ah, master!!!"

This cruel rite of renunciation ended in the victory of the newborn ghost slayer