Simultaneous time travel: From Japanese comics to American comics

"I know you are waiting for your leg to recover, but unfortunately, this is my first time fighting a ghost, and I want to make sure nothing goes wrong, so..."

Chu Yang's words suddenly woke up the young ghost, who wanted to use his last strength to escape. As soon as he turned around, the light of the sword pulled out a white line across its neck in the dark night.

The young ghost's head flew high, and when it was spinning in the air, it first saw its own body, and then its arms.

The head rested firmly in the middle of the arms, and the three together looked like a strange work of art.

The head is burning, and the young ghost's life is counting down.

"Who are you? Are you the Demon Slayer Corps? Ordinary members cannot have this kind of strength..."

The dying young ghost wanted to say something more, but Chu Yang jumped up high and hit it on the head with his sword.

After the earth roared for a while, the temple became silent again.

The next morning, Weimingyu Xingming returned to the temple facing the first ray of sunlight. The smell of ghosts still lingered in the air. His expression changed and he rushed into the temple quickly.

The deepest nightmare in his heart surged with memories, and a violent murderous aura suddenly surged in Mingyu Xingming's body.

King Kong's eyes are angry, and the Bodhisattva's eyebrows are lowered.

But soon, his murderous aura disappeared.

Chu Yang yawned and pushed open the door and walked out. After wiping his eyes, he saw Weimingyu Xingming. He immediately said with a look of surprise: "Mr. Xingming, you are back!"

It's not easy to live alone in an old temple in the mountains, with no one to talk to. Although Chu Yang likes to be quiet and doesn't like to make noise, he is not an autistic person.

Mingyu Xingming looked as calm as ever, as if the person on the verge of going berserk just now was not him. He asked slowly: "Did a ghost appear here last night?"

"Yeah! He was just a small character, and I killed him with two...three blows." Thinking back to the fact that it took him three blows to cut off the head of the young ghost, Chu Yang felt a little embarrassed. His cultivation was still not enough. It can be used more mellowly, and the two knives at the back are not necessary at all.

Two or three knives?

Mingyu Xingming said with questions on his head: "Tell me about the battle with the ghost last night."

So Chu Yang began to talk about what happened last night, and made a profound reflection on it, claiming that his cultivation was not up to standard, and he could have solved it with one knife, but ended up dragging it out for the third time.

After hearing the lamentation, Yu Xingming fell into deep silence and didn't speak for a long time.

He didn't know how to evaluate Chu Yang's performance.

Even though he is now the strongest among the current pillars, his first battle with demons after he officially became a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps was full of dangers.

In comparison, Chu Yang's battle was relaxed and enjoyable enough.

Should I just recommend him for the final selection?

Bei Mingyu Xingming began to have doubts in his mind. It was a bit shocking to participate in the final selection after only one month of training.

At the current point of time, Muichiro Tokitou has not yet joined the Demon Slayer Corps and is still just an ordinary person. Otherwise, compared with his talent of becoming a pillar in two months, Mingyu Xingmei would not think that the talent displayed by Chu Yang is exaggerated.

After careful consideration, Bei Mingyu Xingming decided to let Chu Yang participate in the final selection. With Chu Yang's current state, he could only rely on actual combat if he wanted to improve.

Moreover, the Demon Slayer Corps has had a very high death rate on the front line for a long time and is in urgent need of fresh blood. The addition of a genius like Chu Yang will undoubtedly be a boost.

"Get ready and go to Tengxi Mountain to participate in the final selection!" Mingyu Xingming said firmly: "Now is the time. If you become an official team member as soon as possible, you can kill those evil spirits one day earlier."

Chu Yang nodded heavily.

"good!"

Three days later, Chu Yang went to Tengxi Mountain alone to participate in the trial.

As the final selection location, the location of Tengxi Mountain is relatively remote. It is similar to the temple on Beiming Island where people practice meditation. They are both deep in the mountains.

However, Tengxi Mountain has a very distinctive feature that allows people to determine its location from a long distance.

From the foot of the mountain to halfway up the mountain.

Tengxi Mountain is full of wisteria flowers, the plant that ghosts hate most, all year round.

The wisteria incense stored in the temple is made from wisteria flowers.

Looking from afar, the lavender ocean surrounded the mountains. Chu Yang could find his destination as long as he followed this sea of ​​flowers.

After a while, a stone road appeared under Chu Yang's feet.

Continuing to walk forward, Chu Yang climbed up a stone step, and at the end of the stone step was a torii gate.

After passing through the torii gate, Chu Yang came to a platform.

There were people around, and everyone had a knife on their waist. Only Chu Yang had a knife on his back.

"Wow! What a big knife!"

As exclamations rang out, Chu Yang's appearance attracted everyone's attention. Everyone looked at Chu Yang curiously, but mostly at the knife behind him.

Compared with Chu Yang's horse-killing sword, the knives in other people's hands were as slender as a match.

While they were looking at Chu Yang, Chu Yang was also looking at them. A girl wearing a mask in the crowd attracted Chu Yang's attention.

It was a smiling fox mask with a blue flower pattern. Chu Yang thought it looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

After a while, the Demon Slayer Corps sent someone over to explain the content of the final selection. It was not much different from the past, and they still survived seven days on Fujirai Mountain.

However, such a simple goal will still eliminate 90% of the people present. Those young people who look confident will eventually die in this mountain full of purple flowers.

As soon as the explanation was over, someone rushed into the path without wisteria flowers. In Chu Yang's eyes, they were no different from the dead. The confident teenagers walked into the mountain full of evil spirits.

After a while, only Chu Yang and the girl wearing a fox mask were left on the platform. Chu Yang glanced at her and then slowly walked into the path that seemed to eat people.

The girl on the other side also followed Chu Yang in slowly.

Chu Yang didn't know that the girl followed him because she was curious about the huge saber behind him.

The trial started in the evening.

When everyone went in, the sky gradually darkened, which was the time when ghosts could move.

Chu Yang walked in the forest for a while and didn't meet any ghosts, but he became more and more irritated because there was a little follower following him.

"Hey, that's enough. How long are you going to follow?" Chu Yang turned around and said to the girl impatiently.

The girl wearing a fox mask stopped walking and said weakly, "I'm sorry."

Chu Yang sighed helplessly, "Why did you follow me?"

The girl said embarrassedly, "I've never seen such a big knife, so I was a little fascinated by it."

After listening to the girl's reason, Chu Yang felt speechless. If he hadn't seen that the girl obviously had no ill intentions, he would have taken action long ago.

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