Demon Slayer: Upper 0 seems to be a waste

Chapter 257 Guidance

This is really boring training.

Thinking of this, Lin Guang was sitting on the floor beside the training ground at that time. He had been observing the training sessions for the entire morning, and he was in the special seat in the front row.

The word used to describe this morning's actions was "training," but that was the most euphemistic term Rinkou could come up with. This was clearly a one-sided beating, and no matter how many times he saw it, he still felt that way. Training is a process of teaching, through exercise, learning, and the guidance and instruction of a teacher, this is a complete process.

But Obana didn't seem to really teach Tanjiro anything. Just as Rinko remembered, Obana didn't like to speak, including during training. Even if the gauze-covered mouth occasionally made some sounds, they were not teaching or guiding.

"Too slow, too slow, rubbish."

This was the only guidance Tanjiro could hear, if it could be called guidance.

The morning training has come to an end for the time being. Although in theory such a rest time is to allow the people tied to the wood to exercise, Rinko always feels that the action of changing a group of people is to prevent Tanjiro from always beating the same group of people and causing unnecessary casualties.

After all, although the number of players accidentally injured today has decreased, it is still not a small number. However, compared with yesterday when almost everyone was injured, it is still a big improvement.

The team members who were tied to the wood were untied and fell to the ground in shock to rest, but Tanjiro, who really needed this rest time, was still standing there and swinging his blade.

"Really, that's amazing, Rinko."

Intermittent words appeared after each swing of the blade hit the iron plate, and the tinkling sound was like some kind of music with torn up score.

"What."

Obviously, Rinko was too immersed in his own thoughts, so when he realized that Tanjiro was actually talking to him, he raised his head a little late and asked confusedly. He only heard the call but did not notice the modifiers before that.

"It means that Rinkou is really amazing."

Tanjiro, who was training hard every minute, only stopped for a moment at this time, but he only stopped to finish his words, then gripped the blade tightly again to adapt to hitting the target through the gaps in the wood.

"Why do you say that?"

Lin Guang stood up from the ground. The wooden sword that he used as a pillar finally broke away from its new identity and returned to its original function. He held the wooden sword, not knowing who it belonged to, but just used it casually after getting it.

"Rinkou was also very decisive during his fight with Iguro-san. He was able to react quickly and draw his sword without hesitation, and he was able to hit with pinpoint accuracy. That's quite impressive."

Rinko walked around the wooden stake that no human target was tied to and came in front of Tanjiro. Through the gap between the wood, Rinko observed Tanjiro. The other party did not seem to be lying. He really thought this was worthy of praise.

"What's so great about it?"

But Lingguang doesn't think so.

"Yeah, Rinkou's reactions are really quick, and his movements are really fast. Even when there are people right in front of him, he doesn't worry about getting hit, and so on. I think Rinkou is really amazing."

The wooden sword that fell at his side was lifted up and weighed on his shoulder.

"I don't think I'm great. On the contrary, I'm curious why Tanjiro is like an idiot."

Tanjiro is actually a bit stupid.

Rinko came to this conclusion after observing the fight between Tanjiro and Obana. It was a bit abrupt, but he believed that he was right. Now, when he came to this conclusion, the boy who was commented on was completely stunned, and even the movement of swinging the sword was paused.

Rinko thought that the expression on Tanjiro's face could not be considered angry. He did not look angry. His open eyes looked shocked, and perhaps confused. He was indeed an idiot, just as he expected.

"My reaction is quick because I'm a demon, and my movements are fast because I've received a lot of training. My teacher spent a long time training me, so it's completely normal for me to be more skilled. Tanjiro just needs more time to train and he can become very skilled as well. But I don't understand why Tanjiro is so hesitant every time he swings his sword. You can obviously hit those targets. Even if you can't keep up with Obana's speed, at least you won't get beaten so badly."

Lin Guang spoke lightly, and before he finished his words, he swung his long sword. Ding ding ding ding, crisp sounds rang out one after another. The force was enough, the attack was accurate, and the speed was fast enough.

"Because if you don't swing it accurately, you'll hurt other team members."

Tanjiro imitated Rinko, swinging his sword to hit the iron plates standing between the wood. There was also a series of ding-ding sounds, but the intervals between the sounds were a little longer.

"Why are you afraid of hurting them? If you need to chop something, just chop it. How can you hurt others?"

There is indeed some truth in the righteous words, but Tanjiro still laughed helplessly when he heard them, as if he lacked confidence. The hand scratched his cheek lightly, and Rinko felt that the way he looked at him was as if he was looking at an immature younger brother.

"You can say that, but I'm still worried. After all, there are people there. Even if you're confident, you'll still be worried when you really swing the sword. Even if it's a wooden sword, it will hurt if it really hits someone."

Lin Guang tilted his head and looked at Tanjiro with blinking eyes. The expression on his face did not change, but his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. Tanjiro could see that the other party did not agree with his point of view.

"Rinkou would also be worried, you see, that is, when you swing your blade, you might hurt others."

"Why are you worried about hurting others? As long as I hit the target, it will be fine. If you keep thinking about so many things during the battle, Tanjiro will definitely be in big trouble."

Rinko sticks to his point of view. He doesn't understand Tanjiro and will not agree with Tanjiro. Tanjiro realizes this and the topic is suspended. Tanjiro does not want to argue with him, nor does he intend to impose his ideas on him. A strange and subtle peace spreads between them.

It was Rinko who spoke again, trying to stop Tanjiro as he chopped at the targets mechanically and dully.

"Just staring at the target and shooting at it won't work no matter how many times you try. I'll be your opponent. Whatever Xiao Banei can do, I can do too. If you can touch me, you win."

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It was another battle without suspense, the ending was determined at the moment it began. Rinko was not only able to do what Obana did, he completely imitated the other's style.

But what is referred to here is not the unique way of swinging the sword like Obana. Lin Guang does not move like a snake. The boy sticks to his own style, just moving quickly and striking accurately.

That's the problem. What Rinko completely imitated was not Obana's speed or strength, but the fact that he would hit her every time.

"it hurts......"

Tanjiro, who had received a severe beating during the short break, whimpered softly.

"If you keep thinking about hitting someone, you'll always be afraid. You shouldn't think about how to avoid hitting someone, but how to hit your target. If you're really worried about your teammates, then just pretend they don't exist."

After a glorious end, Rinko walked up to Tanjiro like a little teacher, raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, giving him instruction as a matter of course.

Like a little teacher.