Chapter 336

Yuzo was also desperately resisting this gravity, his entire body trembling with muscle strain, drenched in sweat.

Kanao and Munenori were the same.

Ten minutes later.

The Pillars gradually began to struggle, their faces showing signs of strain.

Tanjiro and the four others held on desperately.

Thirty minutes later.

The Pillars gasped for breath.

Tanjiro and the four others were drenched in sweat.

One hour later…

"Alright, that's enough for now."

As Luo En dispersed the gravity generated by his Transmigration Eye.

Everyone's bodies felt lighter.

The Pillars could no longer lift their swords; they collapsed to the ground, heads slick with sweat, breathing heavily.

Tanjiro and the four others, who had just begun to straighten up, were completely drained and fell to the ground.

"I can't… I can't even lift a single finger."

Zenitsu lay on the ground like a dead dog, tongue lolling out.

Tanjiro was utterly exhausted: "The Breathing Technique is overloading… my lungs feel like they're burning."

"Heh heh heh…"

Yuzo lay flat on his back in a star shape, his chest heaving violently.

Kanao and Munenori weren't much better off than them.

Gotō, who had come to deliver food and water, gazed at their pitiful state, his heart trembling.

"I never imagined the training would be this brutal… so terrifying…"

…

After everyone rested, ate, drank, and regained their strength.

Luo En waved his hand, and before the stunned gazes of all, the Yoriichi Type Zero, borrowed from the Swordsmith Village, materialized in midair.

"Tanjiro, you five take turns practicing with it."

After teaching the five how to use the Yoriichi Type Zero, they all became deeply interested and gathered around it.

Then Luo En turned to the Pillars, gripping the hilt of the ancient sword at his waist, and smiled at them: "Your strength should be restored by now, right? Next is live combat."

"All of you, against me, one on one."

43, a single man's power, like a god of swords!

"All of you… he's going to fight seven Pillars alone?!"

Gotō, standing aside, widened his eyes, unable to believe his own ears.

Those were the strongest Pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps!

Ikezawa Muzan looked at Luo En, hesitating: "Mr. Luo En, no matter what, this is…"

Shhh!

Before he could finish speaking.

Two figures shot out from beside him.

One swift as the wind.

One fiery as flame.

"Wind Breathing, First Form: Dust Whirlwind Slash!"

"Flame Breathing, First Form: Shiranui!"

Munenori and Kyojuro launched their respective high-speed sword techniques, charging at Luo En with fierce attacks.

As the crimson blade wreathed in flame and the azure blade wrapped in whirlwind slashed toward Luo En.

Luo En drew his ancient sword slowly and casually, and slashed out.

"One Sword Style, Soothing Slash."

One strike released.

The wind calmed, the fire extinguished.

Munenori and Kyojuro's attacks vanished like mud sinking into the sea; the next instant, a far stronger sword pressure surged forward like a gale, hurling them backward from in front of Luo En.

Luo En stood there, holding his sword in one hand, posture casual.

Not a single step back.

"He just… defeated both of them with one strike…"

Ikezawa Muzan's eyes flickered with shock.

Kanroji Mitsuri stared at him, dumbfounded.

"Mr. Luo En… he's truly that strong!"

"Do you really need to say that?"

Uzui Tengen gripped the twin blades on his back, fixing his gaze on Luo En with intense focus.

Shinobu Muichirō gripped the Nichirin Blade's hilt; his usually expressionless face now glowed with heat, his pupils empty of all else except Luo En.

Koyoharu Gotouji gazed at the tall, upright figure ahead, her violet eyes holding a trace of admiration and reverence.

Gotō, standing at a distance, stood gaping, too stunned to speak.

Luo En lifted his gaze to the Pillars, raised his sword, and pointed its tip at them calmly:

"Come on, give me your all."

At this moment.

Luo En, clad in a green haori, tall and straight as a pine, his expression calm, his black hair tied into a high ponytail at the back, stirred in the air, radiating an utterly sharp and pure sword aura.

Under the pressure of that sword aura, the surrounding air grew thick and heavy; the Pillars felt as if thorns pricked their backs, sharp and piercing.

At this moment, Luo En appeared to the Pillars as a god of swords.

Shinku and Kyojuro stood upright, their eyes locked tightly on him.

"Give me your all, all of you."

Shinobu drew her Nichirin Blade; as she spoke, she stamped her foot and vanished from her spot in an instant.

The next second.

She appeared midair before Luo En, her slender blade thrusting toward him faster than the eye could follow.

Seven purple flowers bloomed in the air in an instant.

Luo En's form was pierced through like a bubble.

Her strike landed empty.

Whoosh!

Accompanied by a rush of wind.

Before Shinobu could react,

Luo En struck her with the flat of his blade, sending her flying.

Muichiro lunged behind Luo En.

Mist Breathing, Second Form: Eightfold Mist.

Eight consecutive slashes, veiled in clouds and fog.

Luo En swung his sword backward.

The sword pressure surged like ocean waves, instantly scattering the eight powerful slashes.

The massive slash, like a tidal bore, surged toward Muichiro, who stared wide-eyed.

Even as he barely countered with Mist Breathing, Third Form: Mist Dispersing Spray, the slash tore through his defense.

He was slashed back more than twenty meters.

Immediately after,

Uzui, Mitsuri, Kanao, along with Shinku and Kyojuro, all struck at once, attacking Luo En from every direction with different sword arts.

Sound Breathing, Fourth Form: Uninterrupted Resonant Slash.

Wind Breathing, Fifth Form: Autumn Wind Descending the Mountain.