(Extra chapter)
We have already reached 100 power stones, and now I will start again.
200 Energy Stones - Another extra Chapter
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Sanemi had such a personality; although he showed an attitude of looking down on ordinary Team Members and even used "trash" to describe them, he still cared a lot about the strength of ordinary Team Members.
That's why he would set aside his training during his spare time to see if the Team Members who had undergone special training had improved their strength.
The result left him quite dissatisfied.
He thought Kiyokawa Izumi was too gentle.
It wasn't that he was accusing him of being irresponsible or not training the Team Members with care.
He also knew the training model Kiyokawa Izumi had adopted before.
What dissatisfied him was that this guy was simply too easy to talk to; some Team Members had no determination at all, or were just muddling through with a "just getting by" attitude.
And Kiyokawa Izumi could actually tolerate it; if it were him, he would definitely give these unseemly fellows a good lesson.
With his hot temper, he would beat them black and blue and scold them until they became withdrawn.
Facing Sanemi's dissatisfied attitude, Kiyokawa Izumi didn't explain anything—expecting these ordinary Team Members to undergo a complete transformation in less than a month, wasn't that a joke?
Their inherent quality was quite average, and many had just barely made the cut.
Training is a long-term matter; with a year of serious instruction, a qualitative change would definitely occur.
Without saying that everyone could handle Lower Rank Demons, ordinary Demons would be no problem, and if three to five people acted together, they could even successfully subjugate Demons that mastered Blood Demon Arts... this was Kiyokawa Izumi's greatest expectation for them.
The most important thing was still to perfect the system.
The system for cultivating Official Members.
Once perfected, the outstanding ones would naturally stand out; they might not become top-tier combatants, but they would be qualified mainstays.
"Sanemi, are you interested in taking a Successor?"
Kiyokawa Izumi, suddenly thinking of something, asked with a smile.
Most Hashira, including himself, actually didn't have Successors.
"Not interested!"
Sanemi naturally refused directly without thinking; besides missions, he had to train, so where would he have time to waste on a Successor?
Besides, those trashy fellows with no ambition, are they even worthy of becoming his Successor?
"Let's go see the Team Members' training."
Kiyokawa Izumi just smiled and said no more... When everyone arrived at the Dojo, Kochou Shinobu, who had other things to do, did not go with them. Senior Brother Giyuu originally wanted to leave too, but as someone who was very unsociable, he was forcibly held back by Kiyokawa Izumi.
Inside the Dojo,
The most obvious one was the listless blonde boy who, while taking advantage of no one noticing to slack off, was also constantly trying to strike up a conversation with Kanao.
Kanao's presence here wasn't surprising; unable to make decisions, she had clearly received instructions from Shinobu.
Perhaps because Shinobu noticed she had been paying attention to these training Team Members and thought Kanao wanted to train with everyone, she helped her make the decision.
Facing this girl who only showed a hollow smile, although Zenitsu didn't show the slightest impatience, he clearly couldn't handle her.
Seeing Zenitsu slacking off again, the Sound Hashira old man's face immediately darkened.
In contrast, Piggy seemed full of energy.
After coming to the Butterfly Mansion, he had seen Giyuu once; he could feel from the aura that this guy was also unimaginably strong.
Without thinking, he foolishly wanted to challenge Giyuu.
Senior Brother naturally ignored him.
But Piggy was not one to give up easily.
Under the persistence, Senior Brother Giyuu could only tie him up, hang him from a tree, and then silently leave.
"These guys!"
Sanemi's gaze was exceptionally fierce, veins popping on his face; rolling up his sleeves to reveal arms covered in scars, he directly picked up a wooden sword from the nearby rack and began to teach these Team Members a lesson.
To be fair, compared to him, Kiyokawa Izumi did indeed seem extremely easy to talk to.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you all doing?"
Sanemi, unable to stand it any longer, was exceptionally irritable while holding the wooden sword.
He directly told the Team Members to attack him.
'Is it another Hashira?'
'Here, you can always see Hashira...'
The Team Members had also sparred with Kiyokawa Izumi before; at this moment, they picked up their wooden swords in a proper manner, and not only that, they even coordinated with some tacit understanding.
It was purely experience accumulated from being beaten.
They knew that attacking foolishly on their own would only result in a beating.
Attacking with two or three people at the same time was also useless.
They had to launch attacks from at least five directions simultaneously; once someone fell, others had to immediately take over. Only in this way could they have a slight chance of putting up a fight.
When five people attacked him at the same time, Sanemi was somewhat surprised by their decent coordination, but while he thought so, he began to scold them again.
"Didn't you eat?"
"Such soft and weak attacks, are you looking for death?"
Seeing Zenitsu trying to sneak away, Sanemi grabbed his head with a menacingly kind expression, "Why don't you pick up a weapon? Why don't you attack?"
Scared by this fierce appearance, Zenitsu was almost scared to tears.
"Help... Help!"
He hadn't even passed the Selection yet, he wasn't an Official Member!
But Sanemi clearly didn't care about these things, applying a bit of force while grabbing his head, "Either train, or die here."
On this day, the Team Members remembered the gentleness of Kiyokawa Izumi.