Disappeared?
No... not disappeared, but moving so fast that he couldn't track it with his eyes.
Kaigaku's eyes were wide open, completely unable to comprehend the situation before him.
How is this possible!
He's a demon!
How could a human's movements surpass a demon's?
Sweat dripped from Kaigaku's brow as he quickly turned towards the direction he couldn't see behind him.
Nothing!!!
"Where are you looking?"
A cold voice came from above. Kaigaku looked up in astonishment, only to see Zenitsu standing on the ceiling with both feet, holding his Nichirin Blade's sheath as if half-crouching on the ground, striking a pose.
"Wh-...?" Kaigaku's mouth hung open.
Without time for more words, Zenitsu slightly raised his head, his cold gaze following.
A chill instantly spread throughout his body.
Oh no!
Kaigaku's expression changed slightly. He raised his demon blade to strike Zenitsu.
"Thunder Breathing..."
However, he was a step too slow. Before he could raise his blade, he heard a sound.
"Thunder Breathing, First Form: Thunderclap and Flash!"
A golden lightning bolt pierced through the house from top to bottom, like thunder tearing through the air. As the surging sound echoed, Zenitsu's figure slid across the ground, leaving a long mark, and came to a steady stop.
Sizzle... Electric arcs flickered on the Nichirin Blade, faintly revealing traces of red blood.
"Ugh!" Kaigaku turned his head with difficulty. The hand he had placed on his neck was severed in two, and half of his neck had been cut away.
Realizing he couldn't dodge Zenitsu's attack, he had used his hand to protect his neck.
As long as his neck wasn't completely severed by the Nichirin Blade, there was a chance to recover.
This was a demon's resilience... but... why!
Why had this guy become so strong?!
He had already become a demon, a powerful Upper Rank demon... why could this guy still become stronger than him!
Kaigaku's distorted eyes were filled with jealousy and resentment.
From childhood, in Kaigaku's eyes, Zenitsu was just an annoying crybaby, a spineless good-for-nothing.
And now, this good-for-nothing he had looked down on his whole life had become stronger than him.
What a joke!
He was the strongest!
He was the one who should inherit Thunder Breathing, the one who should receive recognition!
Thinking this, Kaigaku's mind could no longer support any other thoughts; he only wanted to... kill this annoying good-for-nothing in front of him! Eliminate him without a trace!
"Just die already!" Kaigaku shrieked, charging at Zenitsu, his face no longer resembling a human's.
A flicker of disappointment crossed Zenitsu's eyes. He stood up, gently closing his eyes, and when he opened them again, only determination remained.
He slightly lowered his waist, bending his body. All his muscles contracted, and his leg muscles were extremely active.
As Kaigaku rushed forward, Zenitsu suddenly raised his head.
Kaigaku clicked his tongue, gritting his teeth, having no room to stop or buffer.
"Thunder Breathing, Second Form: Rice Spirit!"
Zenitsu: "Thunder Breathing, First Form: Thunderclap and Flash..."
Black lightning and golden lightning collided, emitting a crackling, ear-piercing thunderous roar, continuously flashing with electric light.
Boom!
"How could this be..." Kaigaku's expression suddenly changed. He was surprised to find that he couldn't quite block Zenitsu's slash.
...Eightfold!"
Sizzle... Under Zenitsu's powerful charging attack, Kaigaku's Move was easily broken, failing to stop Zenitsu's movements. His figure transformed into a golden lightning bolt, ricocheting repeatedly within the house.
Finally, the figure wreathed in golden lightning steadily landed on Kaigaku's head once more.
"This Move again?"
Kaigaku felt insulted, his eyes filled with rage.
But when he looked, he could only see Zenitsu's calm eyes.
'Learn from Kaigaku! Be like your Senior Brother!'
When he was young, he, the crybaby, was always lectured like this by his grandfather.
To him, Kaigaku was an incredible person, diligent and ambitious, always looking at his back.
But... desire has swallowed your heart. You are always discontent. The box in your heart that holds happiness has a hole, and happiness keeps leaking out. If you don't discover that hole and patch it up soon, you will never be satisfied... Zenitsu's heartbeat gradually calmed. He slightly moved the fingers he had at his waist.
"It's coming!" Kaigaku's pupils slightly contracted. He had a strong premonition, a powerful sense that the next Move would decide the victor.
This good-for-nothing gave him a very bad feeling! Very dangerous!
Zenitsu calmly said, "Kaigaku, I'm coming."
Goosebumps rose on the back of his hands. There was no time to think; the next strike was coming!
What to do!
Dodge? Or fight head-on?
What Kaigaku failed to realize was that he was being forced into an unmanageable situation by the good-for-nothing he despised.
Or, perhaps, he wasn't as strong as he imagined himself to be.
But no matter what, Zenitsu's next Move had arrived.
"Thunder Breathing, Seventh Form: Thunder God!"
Zenitsu exhaled. The ceiling suddenly shattered like a spiderweb, leaving only a circular crack. Zenitsu's figure had already vanished.
Disappeared again!
Too fast for him to keep up!
Kaigaku's heart felt as if it was being tightly squeezed by a large hand; he couldn't breathe.
In an instant, golden lightning flashed before his eyes. Amidst blurred vision, the visual height before him had already changed.
He was cut... he saw nothing... it was a Sword Form he had never seen before!!!
"Damn it! Damn it!"
"That old man really favored you, only teaching you and not me!"
Zenitsu slowly turned around and calmly said, "No, Grandpa isn't like that."
"This is my own Sword Form, one I created, my exclusive Sword Form."
"I once thought... to fight alongside you with this Move..."
Kaigaku's head, which had fallen to the ground, met Zenitsu's gaze. Even in such a state, there was no desire to live in his mind.
He still couldn't understand.
A Seventh Sword Form?
Creating a seventh form for Thunder Breathing, which only had six forms?
That guy created it? That guy who could only use the First Form?
A piece of trash worse than me?
Unbearable!!
He couldn't accept this!
He actually lost to this kind of guy!!!
Zenitsu understood the thoughts in his eyes and gently closed his own.
He suddenly understood Young Miss Mizuki's thoughts... regarding her brother who became a demon... In some ways, Kaigaku was like that monster, not turned into a demon by Muzan, but devoured by his own desires and transformed into a demon.
"How tragic..." Zenitsu hung his head, his eyes showing no joy of victory.
Kaigaku couldn't endure this condescending gaze. He opened his mouth as if to retort, but his body was dissipating too quickly, and he could no longer speak.
The hateful eyeball, imprinted with the character'Six', gradually dissipated into the air.
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