"Really or not?"

"Tiecheng Temple Jun is actually the strongest successor of the Iron Breathing!"

"Sure enough, since I met just now, I felt that you are a very powerful swordsman."

“Where, where.”

"Don't be humble, Iron Temple, your name is already well-known. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the future Lord Yanzhu!"

"Yes, yes, my old man has always praised your name as a genius. When we meet today, we are indeed well-known."

"Haha, everyone is so polite. I really feel ashamed, hahaha..."

On the way up the mountain, a few young swordsmen who seemed to be coming to travel were talking busy all the way.

They seemed to be quite pursuing a bald boy with wide faces, walking and chatting.

Su Ming, who was walking behind them, also obtained some information about Teng Xishan from the content of their conversation.

According to them, Teng Xishan's assessment is not fixed.

It seems that only by gathering a sufficient number of ghosts will the final selection be launched.

In the record of the Demon Killing Team, the final selection was one year because of the situation where a large number of ghosts died, and the second selection was postponed for four or five months.

Oh, right!

They said.

One of the nine pillars today, Mizumaki Tomooka Yoshiaki, is the final selected swordsman in that term.

In this regard, he wanted to find the original message he had read.

He stopped and closed his eyes.

Just think deeply for a moment, [Unforget it after reading] The enhanced brain has memories of the original work I read in the previous life, and it comes in a pile of ways—

Among the candidate swordsmen in that issue, the appearance of the Rabbit was the largest number of people since the establishment of the Demon Killing Team.

He almost slaughtered all the cannibals that were attacking the mountain within seven days.

The reason was just that he had a gentle personality and couldn't bear to see these human companions being eaten by ghosts.

pity.

Originally, the Rabbit had the ability to kill the ghost, but in the end, he was eaten by the ghost because he consumed too much physical strength.

The reason why the number of swordsmen in the Natian Spider Mountain incident followed by the Demon Slayer Team died in a large number of swordsmen was that in that selection, there were too many swordsmen of varying quality.

After giving information to several people, Su Ming discovered something very interesting-

The final selection of the next session, that is, Tanjiro and others, will be assessed before the flowering period of the wisteria flower, which is much earlier than this assessment.

Therefore, this final selection should not kill too many ghosts.

In other words, his teammates during the same period were probably all chubby.

Su Ming shook his head, if he hadn't known this information.

He really thought that the guys in front of him who seemed to be shopping were some powerful people hiding outside the original script!

Oh……!!

...

After learning about the level of his teammates in this class, Su Ming was also very low-key and only wandered around the outside world.

On the first night, it was safe and sound.

The next night, it was safe and sound.

The third night...

The leaves rustled, and Su Ming kept jumping on the trees. Just as he was just jumping in the air, he was suddenly shocked.

I saw a ghost with a wolf-like mouth hidden on a tree trunk covered by a large number of branches and leaves.

It stretched its tongue long, and saliva in its mouth kept falling. The moment it saw Su Ming, the extremely hungry cannibal had red eyes: "The long-lost fresh flesh and blood!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost couldn't wait to use his limbs to exert force on the tree trunk, and his body rushed towards Su Mingfei at a very fast speed.

"Clang~" But Su Ming just dodged slightly, and the Ridge Knife casually wiggled it in the air.

Wow~

The bright red blood was splashing in the air like ink.

Before the blood flowers in the sky were planted on the ground, they turned into ashes and dissipated with the wind.

...

However, in just a short moment, this seemingly ferocious ghost was beheaded by Su Ming in an understatement.

The first one!

...

Night is a world of ghosts. Su Ming is walking while being alert to the attacks of ghosts.

With Su Ming's current strength, if he was just an ordinary ghost, he would not take it seriously if he had a little more.

But when he encountered those ghosts who awakened the blood ghost technique like hand ghosts, he had to deal with it carefully.

You know, there are many ghosts in this mountain of Fujixi Mountain who have experienced many final trials.

Not only the Demon Slayers are using them, they are also becoming stronger in repeated battles.

Maybe there is a ghost who awakens the blood ghost technique among them.

Day 5.

Su Ming noticed a small pool, and he vaguely noticed something.

An unusual and weird atmosphere spread around.

He stood among the weeds, his eyes locked at the pool.

There, the pond is half-covered, the weeds are lush, and a few floating roses are quietly clustered in the light of the moonlit night.

Quiet!

Surprisingly quiet!

That pool was not Su Ming's must-pass path, he just went over and wanted to wash his face.

But at this moment, he didn't want to get closer.

The cool breeze at night blew gently, and there was a faint fishy smell in the air.

wrong,

This is so wrong!

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.

This is the first thing that comes to mind in Su Ming’s mind.

Without hesitation, he turned around and left.

...

"Haha, we are really lucky! My old man also said how difficult the final trial was. It was the fifth day and I didn't even meet a decent ghost."

"If this happens, it will be easier to last until the seventh day."

Three well-dressed candidate swordsmen sat by the fire and chatted and laughed. They were lucky. They had never encountered any weak ghosts wandering around the vineyard mountain, and some were unlucky guys who had just been caught in these days.

"No, no, no, this is not luck, it is because we are too strong. As long as those ghosts smell the aura of the strong on us, they will be scared and fled!"

"Yes, yes, we are the pillars of the future."

"Haha, well said! Come on, try the meat pie baked by Lord Mingzhu."

"Ha ha!"

"I'm starting!"

"I'm starting!"

"I'm starting!"

Three swordsmen actually started eating barbecue happily by the pool.

At this moment, the fourth voice suddenly rang.

"I'm starting to move!!"

...

"ah!"

The shrill screams penetrated the night, and the birds in the forest flew into the sky with a frightened "Puff~" in shock.

“Crunch~”
To be continued...