Another Lower Rank demon.
Su Chen instinctively tightened his grip on his Nichirin Blade. Things were starting to get out of his control. Demons didn't usually act in groups unless 'that person' gave the order.
It wasn't that he was worried about his own strength failing him. He was just worried that if he got injured and went home, Kanao would notice something was wrong. Su Chen didn't want her to worry about him.
After taking a deep breath, Su Chen slowly closed his eyes.
"Byoha! Why didn't you come out and save me sooner! I'm your superior, you idiot!" Rokuro's disintegrating head shouted furiously. He blamed Byoha and Mukago for not saving him immediately.
Byoha's foot stomped directly on Rokuro's dissipating head. "Because once you die, I'll be Lower Rank Two! Hahaha!"
Mukago just cried nearby but didn't speak. Clearly, she felt the same way. This was the nature of trust among demons; they were extremely selfish creatures, willing to do anything that benefited them.
At this moment, Rokuro was getting what he deserved. In his final moments, he glared fiercely at Su Chen, unleashing his remaining fury on the only human in the room.
He couldn't understand why Su Chen hadn't tried to dodge earlier, but instead had directly cut off his neck. It was all this human's fault! If his Nichirin Blade hadn't cut off his neck, he wouldn't have died! He would still be the esteemed Lower Rank Two, enjoying his power.
But there were no 'ifs' in this situation. Su Chen had ultimately cut off his head.
"Hahaha!" Rokuro suddenly burst into maniacal laughter. The two remaining Lower Rank demons looked at him, confused, thinking Rokuro had gone mad before dying.
But Rokuro knew they had made a grave mistake. Without him, the two of them alone would also die at the hands of this mysterious man in black.
"Hahaha!" Rokuro laughed until tears streamed down his face. "How ridiculous! How utterly ridiculous!"
In his final moments, his smile abruptly vanished. A desperate expression appeared on his face. "I'll wait for you in hell!"
Those words sent a shiver down the other demons' spines. Mukago, who was already sensitive, got goosebumps all over. Byoha also instinctively looked at Su Chen.
Su Chen was standing with his eyes closed, showing no signs of attacking or fleeing. He remained motionless, as if he had given up.
But in reality, Su Chen had entered a high-speed mental state. From his perspective, the movements of the world around him slowed down. In this state, his mental energy would be rapidly consumed, but his learning ability and combat reaction speed would greatly increase.
Bullet Time.
He wouldn't normally use it, but facing two Lower Rank demons at the same time, even Su Chen didn't dare to be overconfident.
The next moment, he slowly opened his eyes. Grotesque, black, cloud-like patterns spread across his entire body.
Byoha and Mukago exchanged glances, and the two Lower Rank demons charged at Su Chen at the same time, one from the front and one from the back.
But to the current Su Chen... they were too slow.
The two demons' movements were like formulas, which his mind instantly deconstructed and reassembled.
He watched Byoha attack first, noting that the demon only used underhanded and despicable tricks, showing no real martial virtue. Su Chen disdained such tactics. He observed the demon's disgusting body structure as it crawled rapidly along the ground, a movement he found shameful and repulsive.
The demon attacked. As Su Chen dodged, his body gradually adapted to its rhythm. His understanding of footwork deepened, and with a flash of insight, he created a new technique: Shadow Demon Footwork.
The opponent then used a Blood Demon Art, "Demonic Mist." Su Chen didn't understand the ability, but its power was shocking. He attempted to imitate the principle of it, accelerating his own body's vibration frequency and promoting his blood circulation. With another flash of insight, he created Bee Breathing, Eighth Form - Blood Demon Bee Fang.
His observation was complete. There was nothing left worth learning from them.
Whoosh!
A cold glint flashed. Su Chen's sword tip moved, unleashing hundreds of slashes in just two and a half seconds.
With a blur of blades, Su Chen precisely cut off a tiny, specific bone from the demons' bodies with each strike. Their screams rose and fell, one after another.
Su Chen was like an artist, using the Nichirin Blade as an instrument and the bodies of the two Lower Rank demons as his stage. Each flick of the blade made Byoha and Mukago shriek in a terrible duet. The harder Su Chen pressed, the more agonizingly they screamed, as if performing the swan song of their lives.
The entire process lasted a full minute.
After one minute, the Nichirin Blade was sheathed, and Bullet Time ran out. Su Chen quickly distanced himself from the two demons.
Behind him lay scattered white bones. The dance was over.
A total of one hundred and fifty-six strikes, corresponding to one hundred and fifty-six white bones. Su Chen had directly severed all 78 joints of both Lower Rank demons.
Byoha and Mukago collapsed to the ground like two boneless piles of flesh.
"Why! Why! How are you so strong!" Mukago cried out in despair, looking at her slowly regenerating body.
Byoha, on the other hand, was uncharacteristically silent. He had discovered a terrifying truth.
Since Su Chen could cut off their bones so easily, did that also mean he could have cut off their heads at any time? Was the gap between his strength and a Hashira's truly this vast?
Why can Upper Ranks kill Hashira, but I can't even touch this guy?!
Byoha showed an expression of pure, unwilling rage. He had become a demon for longevity and power. But now, seeing Su Chen, so young, possess a strength he might never achieve, he finally lost his composure.
"How is this possible!!!" He and Mukago started screaming together.
Su Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the two piles of mud-like demons. He said helplessly, "Save your energy. If you weren't still useful to me, you'd be dead already."
"You're Mukago, right? Can you cry a little quieter? It's too grating."
"And that one... Byoha. Can you turn your head away? You're too ugly and you're polluting my eyes."
Su Chen was extremely tired. His excessive brain use required him to rest for a while. But Mukago's crying was too loud, severely disturbing his rest.
So, Su Chen stood up and directly cut off Byoha's head.
Seeing this, Mukago's voice finally quieted down a bit.
Su Chen sat down again. A strong sense of fatigue washed over him. The overuse of Bullet Time had severely depleted his mental energy. At this point, even a random weak demon could probably injure him.
Su Chen exhaled, planning to use his breathing technique to recover some stamina first.
But suddenly, he felt a chill down his spine.
A sharp object was plunged straight into Su Chen's back.
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