Anime Crossover: My Cheat Code is Myself

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Breath of the Storm, Second Form: Dragon!

Chapter 435 The Old Man's Tactics

Breath of the Storm, Second Form: Dragon!

A gentle breeze inexplicably swept through the enclosed space.

Muichiro's attack was already an extremely dangerous killing move, but the real killer move was the dragon that emerged from the mist, its head and tail baring out sharp teeth and claws!

There was no hint whatsoever, no prior appointment, not even a glance.

As the closest brothers, they displayed incredibly exquisite teamwork!

Unlike her younger brother, who chose the Breath of Mist, which was more suitable for him based on his own conditions.

Perhaps it was because Xia Yan had left a deep impression on me when I taught him a lesson before.

As the older brother, Tokito Ichiro, who is also extremely strong-willed, chose the Storm Breathing technique created by Natsuhiko!

It has a kind of attitude of getting up from where you fell down.

Even without someone like Nezuko who had Natsuhiko's personal instruction, he managed to grasp a small part of the essence of Storm Breathing through his own efforts and the support of his strong personal talent.

Although he couldn't do what Xia Yan did, which was like a superpower, to control the gale at will.

Their physical fitness was also substandard, making it impossible for them to unleash unimaginable speed.

The power of the sword-shaped moves was reduced.

But it can also be described as both in form and spirit!

The breeze dispersed, and the mist dissipated.

There was no one beneath the blades of Muichiro and Ichiro.

"Your skills are truly superb..."

"The Breathing of Mist... and... a breathing technique I've never seen before..."

"That is... the Storm Breathing that defeated Akaza...?"

"Not bad..."

Kokushibo's deep and authoritative voice rang out not far from the Tokito brothers, causing their pupils to shrink involuntarily.

They had seen this ability to conceal their presence without anyone noticing it more than once!

And he suffered a lot during training.

Without a doubt, it is a transparent world!

Realizing this, Muichiro and Ichiro exchanged a glance and, through a brief exchange of eyes, determined the tactics they would adopt next.

Delay time!

It is not about boosting the morale of others while diminishing our own.

Rather, they clearly understand the gap between themselves and the realm of enlightenment!

However, all attacks can be seen through, and the weaknesses of every move are as obvious as ink spots on a blank sheet of paper.

However, the opponent's attacks always manage to penetrate the weak points of one's defenses and strike vital areas.

It's not that only the Transparent World can fight against the Transparent World, but at least with their sword skills and physical abilities, they are absolutely powerless to fight back!

Yuichiro's Storm Breathing, which focuses on extreme speed and pure, ferocious attacks, is alright.

The techniques Muichiro learned, the Breath of Mist, which involve changing rhythms to confuse others, are utterly useless in the face of the Transparent World.

It might even become a burden to yourself!

“Ichiro…and…Muichiro…”

"Twins...brothers...?"

"She's around fourteen years old..."

"So young...yet he has mastered such exquisite swordsmanship..."

"He feared me...yet he suppressed his fear...and had the courage to face the challenge head-on..."

Perhaps the fact that the two brothers stopped launching attacks made Kokushibo think there was room for negotiation.

Perhaps it was because he saw the sentimentality of his bloodline hundreds of years later.

Or perhaps it was the twin brother who reminded him of his past...

In short, Kokushibo did not kill them all as he had done with demon slayers in the past, but instead became interested in talking to them.

"As expected of my descendant... Although the bloodline is very weak... it doesn't matter..."

"Even though my surname has been lost... my cells can still reproduce and survive..."

"Shut up!" "Are you kidding us!?"

Ichiro and Muichiro interrupted Kokushibo's speech, their faces simultaneously displaying dark red, blood-stained markings.

Although they themselves had not experienced attacks from evil spirits.

However, in the past few years, the ghost-hunting missions have been heavy, and I have also witnessed countless tragedies of families being destroyed and people dying because of ghosts.

Therefore, their aversion to ghosts naturally reached its extreme.

Kokushibo's words did not make the two brothers feel that they had inherited each other's talents; in fact, they made them feel nauseous.

Therefore, although a tactic of stalling for time was devised, one should follow Kokushibo's actions and use language to waste time.

However, the two brothers still chose to interrupt each other.

"Even if we are your descendants, hundreds of years have passed. How could your blood and cells still be alive in our bodies!"

"..."

Kokushibo remained silent.

It wasn't because they were refuted by the Tokito brothers' statements.

In his view, the other party's talent and ability were so outstanding that it was undoubtedly due to inheriting his bloodline, which was a fact that needed no further explanation.

What truly struck him as the difference was the red, bruise-like marks that appeared on the faces of the two brothers!

As one of the founders of the Demon Slayer Corps' Breathing Techniques, Kokushibo naturally knew the conditions for activating the Demon Slayer Mark.

To awaken one's mark at the age of fourteen—while Haku's talent is not even half as good as En's, it is second only to Haku's!

Thinking that he was now the only one left among the 647 Upper Moon demons who could be called Upper Moon demons, and who were his own bloodline descendants, Kokushibo felt a growing appreciation for talent.

"My descendants... in the form of demons... serve that lord..."

"Right now, I'm the only Upper Moon left who can truly fight... That Lord should... also acknowledge you..."

"What are you dreaming about!" "Being born as a human being is something we're proud of!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Yuichiro and Muichiro rejected Kokushibo's suggestion without even thinking.

"Then...why...stop swinging your sword at me..."

"Are you trying to stall for time...?" Kokushibo asked himself, answering his own question. "Are you waiting for that... Storm Pillar named Narukami Tsukihiko...?"

"To be able to defeat Akaza... is indeed... a worthy opponent..."

"Speaking of which...your breathing technique...seems to be...Storm Breathing..."

"Is it admiration... of the opponent's strength...? Give up... a swordsman using breathing techniques... cannot defeat me..."

When he said this, Kokushibo's tone was still slow, but full of confidence.

"Tch! You're the one who doesn't understand the situation! That guy is a monster stronger than a human. If he came, he would definitely defeat you!"

Chapter 436 We Will Win

Ichiro scoffed at Kokushibo's declaration of victory.

Although he himself didn't know whether Xia Yan could actually defeat Upper Moon One, since Xia Yan wasn't there, he figured he might as well lose face.

"It seems...you have great respect for...that Storm Pillar..."

Kokushibo stared intently at Ichiro, a strange sense of displeasure rising within him.

"Make no mistake!"

His response was an immediate rebuttal from Ichiro: "I believe in that guy, and I trust his abilities."

"But I do not respect him!!!"

When he spoke the last sentence, Ichiro's tone was extremely serious, and each word was spoken with a firm and resounding emphasis.

Even Kokushibo could clearly see the obvious disdain on Ichiro's face.

This disdain is certainly not without basis.

Putting aside Xia Yan's teasing and belittling of the two brothers when they first met.

Ichiro alone suffered a lot when he was learning Storm Breathing under Natsuhiko's tutelage.

After all, judging by his personality, Xia Yan is the most obvious entertainer.

After his parents died, Yuichiro single-handedly supported the entire family, and in order to become strong, he almost turned himself into a hedgehog.

You could say it's the kind that explodes at the slightest touch, and it's incredibly fun to tease.

You can't beat them in a fight, you can't win an argument with them, and you can't even run away.

During the two months that Yuichiro trained under Xia Yan, it wasn't just unbearable suffering, it was worse than death.

"Huh!!? So that's how you perceive me? That really hurts..."

The sudden sound attracted the attention of the two humans and the ghost present.

A tall and imposing figure suddenly appeared beside Kokushibo.

Standing at 1.9 meters tall, Kokushibo was already extremely imposing, but the newcomer was even taller than him.

With his elbow draped over Kokushibo's shoulder and his other hand waving to the Tokito brothers, he wore a frivolous and irreverent smile.