Chapter 97 3

Chapter 97 3

"Well…"

The two brothers knelt on the ground, holding their ribs. The wooden swords in their hands fell to the ground due to the severe pain. Yuichiro raised his head with difficulty and looked at Busei, saliva flowing uncontrollably from the corners of his twitching mouth.

"I knew it……"

But Busei would not give them a chance to relieve their pain. He stepped forward and rushed towards the two of them with a wooden sword in hand. However, his speed was so fast that one could not see his figure clearly. One could only hear his serious voice.

"This is the first point I teach you... No matter what happens, you must not drop the knife in your hand!"

Upon hearing this, the two brothers subconsciously looked at the wooden swords that had fallen from their hands, quickly picked them up, and at the same time, as if they had sensed something, they rolled away from the spot.

boom!

The next moment, a small hole was blown up on the ground, and the figure of Busei emerged amid the flying sand and rocks. He did not chase after him, but looked at the Tokito brothers who were wary of him with some surprise.

"Your reaction is quite fast, as expected from the bloodline... Then, show me carefully how I breathe when I attack next!"

After saying this, he lowered his head and took a deep breath. After it circulated inside his body for a circle, he exhaled slowly. The cool air of the autumn night was inhaled, and when he exhaled it turned into hot air that seemed to be able to burn people. Under the moonlight, it looked like a long white rainbow.

The two of them suddenly felt a sense of oppression. Although it was not half as oppressive as the wolf, it still made the two brothers lose consciousness for a moment.

Boom!

The two were awakened by the noise, but they saw the dust in the small pit splashing up again, and when it fell, Busei's figure disappeared again.

The two brothers looked around but could not find any trace of Busei.

Damn...where did it go!

After searching in vain, Yuichiro looked down at the barren land, secretly composing the Immortal River in his mind.

That kind of guy...maybe he has burrowed into the ground, haha.

But just as I was thinking this, I noticed a shadow cast on the earth under the moonlight, and it was gradually getting bigger.

They quickly looked up and saw the figure of Busei Kawai leaping high into the sky, but his back was facing the moonlight so their expression could not be seen clearly. However, their ears could hear his powerful and rhythmic breathing.

As if it was instinct, the two of them subconsciously began to follow the rhythm and imitate their breathing. Their bodies gradually became hotter and a force surged into their bodies!

But before the two of them could resist Uzui, the moment the power surged in, their lungs felt as if they had fallen into red-hot charcoal, causing unbearable pain.

The pain made it difficult for the two to resist. They could only watch as Busei fell between them with a dark face and swung the wooden sword in his hand.

The two thought that pain would follow and closed their eyes in fear, but to their surprise, they were only lightly tapped on the top of their heads and nothing happened.

Not far away, Tianyin's calling voice and Busei's calm preaching sounded one after another.

"It's time to eat!"

"Second, never close your eyes when facing an enemy. ... That's all for today."

After saying that, Busei turned and walked towards the camp, but after he had taken a few steps, a small stone hit the back of his head. He paused, then ignored it and continued walking, but this time he heard a sound of breaking air behind his head.

His head tilted, and a stone half the size of a fist brushed against his hair and fell at Busui's feet. Veins on his head bulged, and Busui turned around and glared at the Tokito brothers behind him.

"What are you two bastards doing! Especially you!"

As he said this, he pointed at Youichiro who was lying on the ground and still in the throwing action. The stone that was half the size of a fist was thrown by him.

But then Ichiro's hoarse voice choked Busikawa.

"Stop trying to be cool, just carry us here... ahem! Just carry us back!"

Wuichiro, who was lying on the side, spoke weakly in time.

"My body hurts so much, I can hardly breathe..."

Seeing this, Busei fell silent. He had not expected that the Tokito brothers were so talented. They could subconsciously imitate him just by seeing him use the breathing method once.

Although their physical fitness does not allow them to perform true breathing techniques, it is still quite difficult to do so.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the knives that they were still holding tightly in their hands despite their exhaustion, and Busei turned his head and made a cutting sound, muttering something.

"Who cares about you guys... just crawl back on your own."

But he still moved his body, walked back, picked up the Shitou brothers from the ground, and brought them back to the camp one in each hand.

After throwing it directly on the ground, he sat down as well, took the radish rice handed over by Tianyin, nodded slightly to thank her, and then started eating.

While chewing the radish with a crisp sound, he whispered to the wolf who was eating beside him.

"Give those two little brats some pills to recover, and they can each share one."

The pills were used to trade with the Demon Slayer Corps. Wolf still had a lot of them at this time, so he naturally would not refuse Busai. He took one out of his arms and handed it to him.

But when Busei saw this, he suddenly choked, swallowed his food, and explained to him in a low voice.

"You and Tomioka are really alike sometimes... Can you help me with that..."

But after seeing the wolf's puzzled look, his expression became somewhat helpless.

"At times like this, the master should play the bad guy, so that he can have authority over his apprentice!"

“…I’ll leave it to you!”

Looking at the serious face of Busei, Wolf seemed to be thinking about something. He put down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up, and walked towards the Tokito brothers who were lying on the ground. At this moment, Tianyin was also worried about what to do with his strained muscles.

Seeing the wolf coming towards him with the pill in his hand, he was delighted and quickly made way for the wolf.

Wolf also took his position, turned his head and looked back at Busei, and after seeing him nod furtively, he split the pill in his hand into two halves and handed them to the Tokito brothers respectively.

"Eat this and your body won't hurt..."

Hearing this, the Tokito brothers' faces lit up with joy. They reached out their hands to take the medicine and put it in their mouths with trembling hands. They immediately felt warm and comfortable in their bodies. Countless green lights like fireflies flashed by. Their pain had faded away, and only a slight burning sensation remained in their lungs.

And the voice of Busei Kawai sounded at this moment to maintain the image of his master.

"Humph! You two wimps who can't stand hardship!"

Facing Busei's cold snort, Ichiro, who had recovered, didn't take it seriously and growled softly.

"Damn white hair!"

Even Muichiro echoed the comment with a hint of unhappiness.

"White-haired bastard!"

Hearing the voices of the two brothers, Wolf suddenly felt that all of Busei's hard work seemed to be of no use at all.

Tianyin, who was standing aside, could only cover her mouth and giggle. When she couldn't hold it back any longer, she turned her back to serve rice to Shitou and his brothers, while Lang stood up and went back to his original seat to eat.

But when it was halfway there, the wolf paused, turned its head toward the dark dead woods beside it, raised its ears, and its eyes gradually became serious.

"Two... no, three..."

At this moment, Busei Kagawa, who was still maintaining a stern look, noticed the wolf's strangeness, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and picked up the Nichirin Sword.

He walked to the wolf and looked in the direction he was looking, but all he could see was darkness. He frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.

"Is it a ghost?"

Faced with the question, Wolf slowly moved his hand towards the hilt of the knife, his eyes fixed firmly in one direction.

"It could be... but it could also be that it's not. However, the other party is definitely hostile to us."

"And... there are three?"