He was just asking for a direction, the approximate direction of Teng Xishan's final trial. He rushed here relying on his own perception. "Over there?" Emiya looked in the direction that Inosuke Hashibira pointed, and then picked up the map that he had thrown to the ground due to an emergency. It seemed to have been stepped on during the battle and is now basically invisible. "It seems that I can only trust Inosuke." Emiya felt that since they were already near Mount Fujishiki, then except for himself, a complete outsider, everyone he met in this area should know where Mount Fujishiki was. But I just hope that Inosuke Hashibira doesn't lead me astray. “This knife——” Inosuke Hashibira pulled out the Nichirin Sword that he had knocked away and inserted into the tree trunk, looked at it carefully, and then waved it a few times casually.

“The red one is so ugly!” Emiya could hear the disdain in his tone. "If you think it's ugly, just give it back to me..." "Give it back to you? This is my trophy. Even if I don't use it, it's still my property as the King of the Mountain. How can I give it back to you? Humph!" When he heard that Emiya wanted to get his weapon back, Inosuke Hashibira immediately made a gesture of wanting to continue fighting with Emiya, ready to guard against Emiya's sudden attack at any time. "..." "Then, I'll exchange something for it?" Emiya took out a bento from his backpack. "What is this?" When Inosuke Hashibira saw Emiya suddenly take out a boxed item from his backpack, his face was full of vigilance, and he even made attacking gestures with his hands, ready to strike Emiya at any time. Emiya had no intention of explaining anything to this man in front of him who seemed to be completely out of touch with society. He carefully opened the lunch box in his hand. "smell good!" As a wisp of smoke-like aroma wafted out, Inosuke Hashibira followed the atmosphere and his stomach growled. "hungry!" He touched his abdomen and swung the red Sun Blade in his hand towards Emiya. "!" Emiya was frightened by Hashibira Inosuke's behavior. He quickly loosened his hand holding the lunch box and stood up to catch the Nichirin Sword flying from the air. And in the distance, Inosuke Hashibira disappeared from his original position at an even wilder speed, and appeared in front of Emiya like a flash. "I'll take the food!"

It grabbed the falling bento, dodged, and caught the Nichirin Sword thrown by Hashibira Inosuke. Emiya could only watch blankly as he grabbed the bento he had taken out and ran away. ——————Time dividing line—————— Following the direction pointed by Inosuke Hashibira, Emiya soon saw purple trees hanging down like willows all over the mountains. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the entire forest was illuminated by purple light. In this sea of ​​wisteria flowers, an extremely wide road appeared in front of Emiya. This is when we truly reach the mountainside of Mt. Fujixi. Following the road on the mountainside, Emiya soon saw a gate that was set up like a shrine. At this time, there were already many people holding knives in their hands, standing in that open space that looked like a square, as if they were waiting for something. “There are so many people.” Emiya was a little surprised, because on the way here, he had not met anyone else holding the Nichirin Sword except Hashibira Inosuke. He did not expect that so many people would participate in this trial. Because I heard from Mr. Rengoku that the number of combat personnel in the Demon Slayer Corps is very scarce compared to other personnel. In order to deal with demons from all over the place, unless they encounter a strong demon, generally only one member of the Demon Slayer Corps will be sent to kill it, which can be regarded as a training for them. But the number of people who gathered here to take part in the trial far exceeded his imagination. "But, I don't think I saw Inosuke." After looking around, Emiya didn't find any man who was obviously special. And just as Emiya was looking around for Hashibira Inosuke. "Thank you all for coming to the Demon Slayer Corps Final Selection tonight." Two doll-like women with one white hair and one black hair were wearing purple kimonos, holding lanterns in their hands, and speaking mechanically without any emotion. "In this Fujiki Mountain, the demons captured alive by the Demon Slayer Corps are imprisoned." "But the ghosts can't leave, because from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, wisteria flowers bloom all year round, which the ghosts hate." The two of them stated one sentence after another. "But ahead, there are no more wisteria flowers." "Surviving in here for seven days is the qualification for the final selection." Emiya unconsciously clenched his fists. He knew that this selection method was very dangerous and would cause many deaths, but he also knew that this selection method was cruel but efficient. Only after going through the trial of blood and tears can one truly face those ghosts who take human lives lightly. "Then please have a pleasant journey." They bowed slightly and made way to both sides. Those standing in the open space seemed to have been impatient for a long time and rushed in one after another. Seeing how brave they were, Emiya felt that he might have been worrying too much.

If one can enter without any hesitation, then his own strength must not be underestimated. I heard from Mr. Purgatory that not only do you need to practice the breathing method to a certain level, you also need to get the trainer's permission before you can participate in the final selection. Moreover, the Demon Slayer Corps does not force anyone to join; it is all voluntary. If you do not want to become a combat personnel, you will basically be transferred to the logistics department. In this case, these confident people must have a certain level of strength to ensure that they can survive in there. Emiya patted his chest, thinking that he should be more optimistic. It is very likely that most people passed the trial, and it was only because the demons outside were too powerful that the casualty rate of the Demon Slayer Corps was so high. Just as Emiya was about to follow the team in, he saw a man with dazzling golden hair walking into the deep path with trembling feet. "Is he really okay?" Emiya could clearly feel the fear in that person's heart. My legs are shaking, can't Emiya see that? "When you get in, look for him first." Compared to those who rushed in without thinking, this young man who looked very timid was more likely to die on Fujixi Mountain. Chapter 34: Hand Ghost Night slowly falls. The bright moon also hung silently in the sky. But the forest at this time was unusually restless. Countless sounds of flesh colliding and swords slashing could be heard from everywhere. Although the sounds could not be transmitted very far, they still made the entire forest feel noisy. "This is already the thirteenth one. How come there are so many ghosts in here?" Throwing the blood off the Nichirin Sword in his hand casually onto the ground beside him, Emiya ran in the woods, panting. From the moment he entered Fujiki Mountain until now, Emiya has not rested and will encounter demons every few steps. Moreover, these ghosts do not appear alone, but usually appear in groups of two or three. Fortunately, they don’t understand what teamwork is, and they even kill each other. "Sword Breathing Flame Type Shiranui" Shirou Emiya rushed forward at high speed like a burst of flames. In an instant, the heads of the two ghosts fell to the ground before their bodies could react. Emiya Shirou, who combined the breathing method with the magic circuit, no longer needed to project the weapons of related people in order to use their moves. He could feel that the different breathing methods were connected, and he only needed to make slight adjustments to be able to use different types of breathing techniques. Even though Emiya always thought he had excellent physical strength, he was now out of breath after experiencing so many battles. "If I continue to fight at this high intensity, I may not be able to pass the final selection."

The ghosts in Fujigui Mountain are not very strong, and they have never even encountered a ghost with blood ghost magic, but there are too many ghosts. In fact, it’s not because the density of demons inside Fujiki Mountain is very high, but mainly because Emiya believes that since it is a trial, he should have a fierce battle with the demons. The Demon Slayer Corps does not capture demons to be kept for the next batch of juniors to test. But most of the people who come to participate in the trial basically think of surviving at night, sleeping during the day and traveling, until the seven days are over. Even Tanjiro chooses to hide at night with the goal of surviving for seven days. He was not as blatant as Shirou Emiya, who walked in the middle of the road with a swagger. Moreover, after each battle, he did not leave first, but rested on the spot, and then fought with the approaching demons again. Even Hashibira Inosuke would run around like a reckless man after the battle, looking for those wandering ghosts, instead of staying in one place like defending the ring. If Emiya does this, more and more demons will gather. Moreover, Emiya thought that those people should be stronger than him, not knowing that he was now like the sun in the dark night, attracting most of the demons' attention. They were so hungry that it was easier for them to find this person who exposed his position like a light bulb than to find those who were hiding. Everyone was hiding, except Emiya who was killing crazily and with great momentum. "!" Emiya felt an extremely strong sense of oppression coming from behind him. "Kick! Kick! Kick!" It seemed as if some gigantic creature was moving among the trees, and its heavy footsteps suppressed Emiya's beating heart. Emiya raised his Nichirin Sword and pointed it in the direction of the sound with an extremely serious attitude. "Oh my, oh my, I thought the person who could kill so many demons was a cute little fox, but I didn't expect it wasn't him, and he didn't use water breathing, which really surprised me." Emiya felt a very perverted voice coming from the huge monster in front of him. Under the moonlight, a monster surrounded by hands of different kinds and thicknesses, with only one eye exposed, stood in front of Emiya - the hand demon. At this moment, one of its hands was pinching the neck of a lifeless boy. It just glanced at him briefly and immediately seemed to lose interest. "Has the dead appeared yet?" Emiya tightly grasped his scarlet Sun Blade, shifted his body, and pushed the ground under his feet hard. His body turned into a bullet, and with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, he shot towards the hand demon who was looking at him with contempt. The hand demon seemed to be completely unconcerned about the Sun Blade that Emiya shot out and slashed at its neck. "Qiang————!" "so hard!" Emiya cursed inwardly. The fierce slash was like hitting steel, and he could feel his hand holding the knife going numb. Instantly, two arms as thick as trees attacked Emiya in the air. People suspended in the air have no way to dodge, and the Hand Ghost has killed extremely powerful people in this way countless times.

No one could have imagined that the hardness of his neck was almost that of stone. Without the strength to split stone, it would be impossible to cut off his neck. Inside Fujiki Mountain, it is impossible for these people who have not even entered the Demon Slayer Corps to have the ability to cut off their own necks. "Water Breathing II Waterwheel" Just when the two hands were about to grab Emiya, a shout came from the side of the hand ghost. I saw an extremely gorgeous blue circle flashed in front of Emiya, and the two arms that rushed towards Emiya were instantly broken off and fell to the ground.