Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 262 Noisy

Quarrel.

very noisy.

This is Lin Guang’s most intuitive feeling.

Even lying in the box with the wooden door closed, he could clearly hear the screams coming from outside. Compared to the muffled groans he heard from Obana, the screams here were undoubtedly clearer and louder. Perhaps it was because their mouths were not blocked, or because Busei was more brutal, or perhaps both.

After all, the thin wooden board couldn't block the transmission of sound. Even if Lin Guang tried to turn sideways and cover his ears slightly, the training that was not stopped would still allow the sound to continue to come out, and the screams would eventually penetrate into his ears through the gaps.

There was no hope of rest, but Lin Guang had no intention of sleeping, so apart from the damage to his ears, it didn't have much impact on him. The boy lay in the box with his back pressed against the bottom, so his two curled up legs naturally fell on the wooden board standing on the side. His fingers tapped the board rhythmically, and the tapping sound was much more pleasant than the strange calls outside.

Although Lin Guang had not yet determined why these people's voices seemed a little louder, he got some information from their wailing.

The training here in Busei is definitely more terrifying than any other training place before.

The reason why he used the word "terrible" instead of "difficult" or "hard" was because what he could hear was not even a plea for mercy, but mostly just painful howls after being beaten, followed by short, vague syllables that seemed to have been cut off by something.

After all, curiosity prevailed. After confirming from the sound that Busei was busy training those people, Rinko quietly pushed the wooden door open a crack. Very good, there was no sunlight. The sun was tilted and this angle would not allow the sunlight to shine on him. The wooden door was gradually pushed open wider, making room for him to secretly peek at the trainees in the field, and Rinko also flowed out of the box, exposing half of his body.

The first thing that caught his eye was a figure that was knocked away. The man with short hair and wearing a black team uniform was hit by something and flew a distance due to inertia before falling to the ground. He was unable to get up for a long time. Lin Guang reasonably suspected that the man might have been knocked unconscious.

Following the parabolic trajectory of the poor fainted guy, you will easily notice the man in a white coat surrounded by a group of people. After all, his unique white hair is conspicuous enough, like a hedgehog, or an angry hedgehog, with a large circle of hair.

The man was not panicked at all when surrounded by a group of people. He handled everyone who attacked him with ease. Yes, he did not handle every attack launched at him, but directly dealt with the attackers themselves. Those who swung knives either had their knives almost slipped out of their hands or were knocked down, but this was considered a good performance. Most of the time, they were hit and flew away directly, or fainted at the moment of being hit.

Hmm. Saying he was at ease was a bit of an understatement. After observing for a moment, Lin Guang quietly changed his description.

Judging from visual observation, this group of people is completely not something that Busou can take seriously. A group of people standing there surrounding him looks like a big scene, but in fact, no one can cause any effective damage at all. Even those wooden swords have no chance to touch Busou. When the two swords collided, the one belonging to the team member didn't even reach the stage of exerting force, and was interrupted while still applying force.

It's totally not good enough... Not even as good as Tanjiro...

Tanjiro.

Come to think of it, even though it's only the first day here, Rinko hasn't seen Tanjiro yet. Didn't he leave Obanai's place earlier than him? He should be training here... or has he finished training and is heading to the next location? So soon?

No, that shouldn't be the case. No matter how you look at it, Busui's training doesn't seem to be easier to pass than Obana's training. And judging from Obana's attitude towards Tanjiro, Busui will probably not be polite to Tanjiro either.

So where did the people go?

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Facts have proved that people's attention can only be focused on a certain event most of the time. Even ghosts will ignore the perception of other existences when their attention is completely focused elsewhere.

For example, a sudden and silent gaze.

Rinko didn't know when Busei started to pay attention to him, but when Rinko realized it, a group of people were lying on the ground in a mess, and Menghu, who had successfully defended his position, was carrying a knife, with his hands on his waist, looking straight at him.

"The sun is about to set. How long are you going to sleep, little one?"

"In terms of age, you are the little devil."

Lin Guang didn't understand why Busou was angry this morning, but as he said this, he could see that Busou was angry again. Now, he seemed to have some ideas.

In fact, Busei is a bit similar to Kokushibo. In terms of personality, they are both too serious and rigid, so they are extremely sensitive and disgusted with such unruly and wanton behavior.

But Rinko doesn't dare to provoke Kokushibo, so does she not dare to provoke Busui?

"As payment for offending my elders, how about I sleep until the sun rises again?"

Like a child who has discovered a new toy and can't wait to try it out, Lin Guang stepped on the landmine accurately as soon as he opened his mouth. Because of the force of his clenched hands, the unusual sound of bones being broken could be heard.

Angry indeed.

"Ha... As payment for your disrespect, I'll break your arms and legs as compensation... you little bastard!"

The real measure of speed is not the total time of the entire running process, but the starting stage from zero to one and the stopping stage from one to zero.

According to this standard, Busei's speed was definitely among the fastest. He stood there and flew out in an instant, then stopped abruptly in front of him. When the wooden sword was swung, the air made a tearing sound, and the wooden sword became an extension of the tiger's claws.

Lin Guang blinked lightly, and his already half-curled legs were completely retracted to his chest. He used inertia to move his center of gravity further backward until his entire back was off the wooden board. When his palms touched the floor, he exerted force, and his muscles tensed to lift his not-so-heavy body into the air. The originally intact piece of floor was almost collapsed, leaving scratches on the wooden floor from the wind blade.

"Hey, if you break my trunk, I won't forgive you."