Demon Slayer: The beginning of an immortal sword

The two arm wrestlers looked at each other and exerted force on their tightly clasped hands at the same time.

Ju Qingyan remained motionless, like a heavy mountain, sitting there as steady as Mount Tai.

He looked relaxed, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he had not used all his strength at all.

But Rengoku Makijuro was completely different.

Veins popped up on his forehead, his face began to turn red, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"Didn't you eat lunch, uncle!"

Ju Qingyan mocked frivolously, his eyes full of teasing.

Hearing this, Rengoku Makijuro gnashed his teeth in anger, and secretly vowed in his heart that he must let this kid know how powerful he is.

But no matter how hard he tried, the opponent's arm was still as hard as steel and did not move at all.

"I'm going to start to use force."

Tachibana Qingyan kindly reminded, and then smiled gently.

Under Rengoku Makijuro's shocked and puzzled gaze, his arm began to be slowly suppressed.

The situation that was originally fifty-fifty changed suddenly, and the balance of victory began to tilt.

"Damn..."

In the end, Rengoku Makijuro could only watch his arm being pressed down on the cold stone table little by little.

He really couldn't understand why the young man in front of him could have such a strong power.

Tachibana Qingyan's arms didn't look thick and strong, they could only be regarded as well-proportioned.

But every time he exerted force, he was full of power.

The muscle lines were clearly visible, containing endless explosive power.

After a long time, Rengoku Makijuro let out a long sigh, with a trace of relief and comfort in his eyes.

He slowly took out a book from his arms, gently stroked the cover with a little heartache, and then handed it over solemnly.

There was a kind of heroism and determination in his voice: "I, the Flame Pillar Rengoku Makijuro, recognize you!"

"Then I won't be polite. If you want to buy it back, it's only 20 million, not a penny less."

Ju Qingyan got a bargain and was happy. He quickly reached out to take the book with a smug smile on his face.

But this smile seemed quite asking for a beating at this moment.

Rengoku Makijuro glared at him, his mouth corners slightly raised, and said with a hint of disdain: "No need, I'll go back and write another one myself."

The arrogant Rengoku Makijuro raised his face high, thinking that Ju Qingyan could do nothing to him.

He has been immersed in the breath of fire for many years, and he has been familiar with the essence of it.

Even if he lost the book now, it would not be difficult to rewrite it with his memory and experience.

However, Tachibana Qingyan knew it in his heart.

If he did not interfere in the family affairs of their Rengoku family, even if Rengoku Makijuro did not pay the money, his son Rengoku Kyojuro would pay for it in the end.

However, to make this deal happen, you have to grasp the right time.

Because Rengoku Kyojuro has a good talent and has a unique understanding and perception of the Breath of Flame.

As long as he is given enough time and opportunity, he will be able to understand the true meaning of the Breath of Flame.

Therefore, if it is sold too early, the value will not be obvious, but if it is sold too late, the Breath of Flame will be equivalent to waste paper.

This is Tachibana Qingyan's business acumen.

"In this case, the matter of the Robbery Pillar is settled, and Rengoku Senior should not care about it anymore."

At this time, Ubuyashiki Yoya stepped out to smooth things over.

In his bitter smile, Rengoku Makijuro turned his head away, indicating that he did not want to see Tachibana Qingyan's face.

I thought this guy was a strong man and should be respected.

I didn't expect him to be a vulgar man who loves money and plays the insidious trick of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

Then, Ubuyashiki Yoya said to Tachibana Qingyan: "Regarding the task of the Wisteria Prison, I will assign Qingyan a C-level swordsman and ten Gui-level swordsmen."

"Gui-level? Could it be the group that participated in the selection with me?"

Tachibana Qingyan asked in confusion.

"Well, most of them, of course there are a few 'repeaters' interspersed in it."

Ubuyashiki Yoya smiled and replied: "These young people have just joined the Demon Slayer Corps and need more practical experience to improve themselves. This mission is a good opportunity for them. You can give them the weaker demons."

"But..."

Tachibana Qingyan frowned and said with some concern: "These newcomers are not strong enough. Aren't you afraid that you will encounter the Twelve Demon Moons with me without any scruples?"

"How can it be so easy to encounter the Twelve Demon Moons? Don't worry,

"Mr. Qingyan."

Ubuyashiki Yoya patted Tachibana Qingyan on the shoulder and flattered: "With you here, this mission will not be dangerous or unexpected."

As he spoke, he kept raising his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Tachibana Qingyan gave a thumbs up with a playful smile on his face.

After looking at Ubuyashiki Yoya embarrassed, he barely retracted his gaze and said: "You are worthy of being the lord, you really spent this money."

"After all, it cost two months' salary of a pillar-level swordsman, which is not a small amount. "

Hearing this, Ubuyashiki Yoya smiled awkwardly.

Although Tachibana Qingyan knew that he was slightly exploited for the value of the labor, he thought that this small request could still be agreed to when he thought of Ubuyashiki Yoya's usual care for him.

After all, as a pillar, it was a responsibility and obligation for him to take newcomers to experience when there were no assigned tasks.

So, Tachibana Qingyan nodded in agreement.

He was mainly because Aya never made empty promises, but really gave money.

......

Afterwards, the eleven people who were assigned soon came to Tachibana Qingyan.

"Lord!"

"Lord Jiezhu! "

A young man of the same age as Tachibana Qingyan, who was in the lead, bowed and said respectfully with the other ten people.

However, there was no sign of Santo and the others among this group of people.

I think Ubuyashiki Yoya also knows their approximate strength, or he has been assigned other tasks.

The leading young man was the Class C swordsman.

He had short black hair and two scars, one long and one short, on the left side of his face.

No matter when, his face was always filled with a warm smile similar to that of Kanae, and he looked gentle and sunny at first glance.

After a brief understanding, Tachibana Qingyan learned that his name was Masachika Nao!

It turned out that this was the elder brother of the later Wind Pillar, Fushigawa Shima.

Tachibana Qingyan thought so, calculating the time in his heart and estimating what might happen later.