Chapter 57: My Great Sword Has Long Been Hungry

With a dull sound, Gyomei Himejima showed his Nichirin sword to Chu Yang. Looking at it from the outside, it actually has nothing to do with a "sword."

It is a long iron chain, one end connected to a single-edged broad axe, and the other end connected to a flail covered with iron thorns, which is visually impactful.

Coupled with Gyomei Himejima's own open-and-close fighting style, it is quite violent aesthetics.

"My weapon is relatively extreme and has no reference value. As long as it is conducive to fighting, it doesn't matter if it is a sword or not." Gyomei Himejima waved the weapon in his hand, and the sharp wind whistling echoed in the courtyard immediately.

The strong wind swept the entire courtyard.

Making Chu Yang, who was standing in the distance, feel a suppressed power.

"A large amount of high-purity Scarlet Iron has been added to this, so it has become very heavy. You can try to wave it." Gyomei Himejima put the weapon on the ground and signaled Chu Yang to pick it up. He wanted to test how strong Chu Yang was.

The moment the iron chain was in his hand, Chu Yang felt a bit heavy. He took a deep breath, pulled the iron chain hard, and lifted the weapons at both ends.

Gyomei Himejima asked, "Can you try to wave it?"

Chu Yang nodded and danced the weapon in his hand like a tiger, looking very relaxed, without even panting.

Gyomei Himejima was very surprised. He had already emphasized that this weapon was very heavy, and no one in the entire Demon Slayer Corps could use it except him.

But Chu Yang picked it up without any effort the first time he came into contact with it, and used it with ease.

Gyomei Himejima realized that his idea of wanting to help Chu Yang polish his body might be wrong.

He seemed to be born to perfectly adapt to his own strength.

"You put it down first." After Chu Yang put down the iron chain, Gyomei Himejima silently put the weapon away, and then said, "Your talent is excellent, so my requirements for you will be higher. When you can skillfully master Rock Breathing, I will recommend you to participate in the Final Selection."

"The Final Selection is a trial to become a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps. There, you will face fear directly and fight demons in life and death. If you live to the end, you will become a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps, otherwise..."

Chu Yang laughed, "Don't worry, I still have this awareness."

"Then I have nothing to warn you about." Gyomei Himejima turned and entered the room, saying as he walked, "There are some jars in the backyard, and there is a spring at the top of this mountain. Remember to fill these jars every day."

Chu Yang smacked his lips. He remembered those training methods he had seen on TV before and asked in a tentative tone, "Mr. Himejima, there won't be any problems with the tools for carrying water, right?"

Gyomei Himejima paused, turned his head and showed a look of surprise, "You are quite sharp. That is the method I used to exercise myself before. You can go and see it."

Sure enough!

A moment later, Chu Yang came to the backyard. Beside a pile of water jars, he saw two large cone-shaped water buckets that couldn't stand on the ground at all, leaning tightly against the water jars.

These two water buckets were made of iron, and even the carrying pole was made of iron, connected by iron chains.

"Tsk tsk, worthy of being an ascetic monk. This kind of anti-human training method can be thought of. Conservatively estimated, it must be several hundred kilograms in total, right?" Chu Yang felt that under normal circumstances, Gyomei Himejima might not be able to carry it.

Unless he maintains a state of Total Concentration Breathing all the time.

Therefore, this set of training equipment in front of him should be used by Gyomei Himejima to practice the 【Total Concentration Constant】 state.

"Going up the mountain!" Chu Yang put the carrying pole on his shoulder, felt no pressure, and then walked out of the temple facing the sun.

Unexpectedly, Gyomei Himejima stood at the door staring at him, with several new buckets placed at his feet. He put his hands together and said loudly, "With your strength, two iron buckets can't play a training role. Add these all up."

Chu Yang's eyes were about to pop out. These buckets added together must be several tons, right?

Are you kidding? Gyomei Himejima's expression looked very serious, not like a joke, so Chu Yang immediately dismissed the idea of resistance and obediently added those buckets to both ends of the carrying pole.

In this way, Chu Yang truly felt the pressure, subconsciously performing Total Concentration Breathing, trying to reduce the burden on his body.

Gyomei Himejima felt the Rock Breathing naturally produced on Chu Yang, smiled, and turned back to the temple. The mountain road was rugged and his feet were easy to slip. Chu Yang was tripped after walking a few steps and almost rolled down the hillside.

Chu Yang, who was still in shock, took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and the sweat on his forehead slowly blurred his vision.

At the critical moment, vitality poured out from his body, relieving Chu Yang's fatigue at this moment. He took another step forward, his figure steady.

Gyomei Himejima sat in front of the Buddha statue and kept chanting. The sun set behind the western hills, the sky outside the house gradually darkened, and the moonlight replaced the sunlight to shine on the earth.

The chanting stopped abruptly. Gyomei Himejima got up and walked out of the temple, preparing to find Chu Yang. If it was too late, Chu Yang might be in danger.

Not long after walking out of the temple, Gyomei Himejima heard a faint sound of footsteps coming from the front. He was relieved and stood quietly in place waiting.

Chu Yang walked slowly towards the temple. Only half of the water in the bucket was left, and the other half was spilled on the road.

The sweat had completely soaked Chu Yang's clothes, hanging heavily on his body. Even so, Chu Yang was still trying to maintain the state of Total Concentration Breathing, otherwise he would not be able to persist until he went down the mountain.

When he walked in front of Gyomei Himejima, Chu Yang's feet went soft and he suddenly lost his strength, falling straight down.

Gyomei Himejima reached out, one hand firmly holding the carrying pole.

The two water buckets swayed gently and returned to calm, and the other hand supported Chu Yang.

"You did a great job. I thought I had to pick you up on the mountain." Gyomei Himejima smiled, like the compassionate appearance of the Buddha enshrined in the temple.

Chu Yang also returned a smile, but before he could speak, he fainted.

Until this moment, his Total Concentration Breathing was lifted.

Gyomei Himejima nodded secretly, took him back to the room to rest, and then went to the backyard to pour the spring water that Chu Yang had worked so hard to transport into the water jar.

Since then, Chu Yang has carried water up the mountain every day.

At first, he needed to set off at dawn and couldn't go down the mountain until dark, and every time there was only half a bucket of water, and there was no way to ensure that the water would not spill out.

As he became more and more proficient in Rock Breathing, the time spent going down the mountain gradually shortened. Gradually, he could return to the temple before dark, and the water in the two buckets became more and more.

Half a month later, Chu Yang could return to the temple before dusk and ensure that not a drop of water in the bucket would spill out.

After half a month of training, Chu Yang could maintain the stability of the Total Concentration Breathing state under any intense exercise.

And the water jar in the backyard was also completely filled by Chu Yang, enough to use for a long time.

Gyomei Himejima watched all this silently, and the shock in the depths of his heart could not be told.

The training he set for Chu Yang actually aimed at half a year, but he didn't expect Chu Yang to complete it all in half a month.

The next day, the special unit "Attendants" responsible for the logistics of the Demon Slayer Corps came to the door. They were here to send things to Gyomei Himejima.

It turned out that half a month ago, Gyomei Himejima, who decided to accept Chu Yang, had ordered a batch of heavy weapons from the Swordsmith Village in advance.

This was prepared by Gyomei Himejima for Chu Yang, who had to choose the one he was comfortable with from this batch of weapons.

If you don't try it yourself, how do you know what weapon you will like? The Scarlet Iron and Scarlet Ore contained in these weapons are different.

But without exception, they are very heavy and have terrifying lethality.

Just moving these heavy cold weapons, "Attendants" dispatched many team members.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 58 =====