Novel & Cerita Tanjiro Sun Breathing

“Huff… Fire Lion Fist, Forest Burning Fist!” BOOOOOMMM…. Tian Sen’s fist created a large hole in the tree, and a burned area appeared within the hole. Seeing the hole in the tree, Tian Sen let out a sigh; it seemed the book left behind by his parents was indeed no ordinary one, and for some reason, he could use all those techniques with ease. As if everything left behind by his parents was truly meant only for him, Tian Sen let out a sigh, but at that moment, for some reason, he felt the energy within his body surge. Immediately, Tian Sen sat cross-legged and closed his eyes; after some time had passed, he opened his eyes with a faint smile on his face.

Monica then took a few steps back then started his "Thunder Breathing" Based on his understanding, "Breathing Styles" are swordsmanship forms practiced and taught by the "Demon Slayer Corps". "Breathing Styles" makes use of specific and concentrated breath patterns, which increase the user's lung capacity and amount of oxygen in the blood. This increase of oxygen allows the user to enhance their physical abilities and mental concentration, allowing them to fight on par with "Demons", whose physical prowess surpasses that of the average human. With this "Breathing Styles", his top-class body became even stronger.

The images cling to the corners of my vision refusing to fade. The air feels thick, pressing down on me, choking me as if it wasn’t quite real, hands trembling uncontrollably. “Breathe Tish, inhale, hold exhale.” I hear Kim’s gentle voice guiding me. My breaths come shallow, jagged at first, like I am learning to breathe again slowly. I loosen my grip on the mattress, willing my pulse to slow down. Eyes closed, I breathe in the faint scent of rain filtering through the small cracked window, mixing with the stale air of the room. “Breathe in and out.”

I feel like my chest is going to burst out at any moment, I hold my hands to my chest and grimace from the pain in my throat that feels so horrible. Suddenly, a delicate hand rubs my back pleasantly, the whisper of a calm and serene voice that made my cheeks burn. " I'm here..." said Hiroki's male voice massaging my back, rubbing his strong hands "inhale and exhale..." he said giving instructions in a calm and peaceful voice, gradually letting go of my cough, even if it calmed it down a little.

My lungs burn, and I realize I’m not actually breathing. Calm down. Everything is going to be okay. You can do this, Serena. Grabbing the collar, I bring it to my nose and inhale deeply, the smell of cotton and soap tickling my nostrils. I do this a couple more times until the burn in my lungs eases.

Only the weight of his hands keeping me tethered to this world. Another surge flickers under my skin, weaker this time but still there. It licks up my arm and dies against his palm without burning him. “Breathe in,” he instructs, slower now. “Deep.” I try. It’s shaky. Uneven. The air tastes like metal and storm and him. But I try. “Good,” he murmurs. Pride flickers in his eyes and it hits me harder than the power did. He’s proud of me for breathing. “Now out. Slow.”

“Follow my breaths.” He wraps his arms more tightly around me and I force myself to focus on his breathing. I can feel his chest expanding behind me and after a couple of attempts, I’m able to follow his breaths. “Very good,” he says, sounding winded. I realize that by him talking to me, he is using air he needs to breathe. ‘Tell him to go through you, Bynjym,’ I say. I hear Bynjym relay my message and Ryuki's arms tighten around me in a silent thank you.

“Even if you do.” He let out a broken sound. “Don’t say that.” The light surged again. The world tilted. The circle blurred. “Her breath is fading!” someone cried. Kieran pressed his mouth close to my ear. “Breathe with me. Now. In. Hold. Out. Again.” I followed him, even as the air felt thin, like it had to travel a long way to reach me. “In,” he said. I pulled it in. “Out.” I let it go.

The light from my hands is so bright now, it floods the whole room like a river of sunlight. “Why is this happening?” Tears are building in my eyes. “I’m not sick. This isn't normal. I don’t understand this!” Declan kneels in front of me. “Breathe,” he mutters calmly. “Just breathe. Don’t focus on the light. Just focus on your breath.” “But—” “Trust me.” He takes a slow, deep breath and motions for me to copy him. I suck in air, hold it, and release it. My shoulders shake.

he triumphantly declared as I started to breathe after he assured me he won’t reject me. You have no idea how relieved my wolf and dragon felt. “Now hold your breath for five. Yessss baby girl. Now exhale slowly for seven seconds,” he instructed in his sing song voice which soothed my nerves immediately. “Now repeat with me again, princess. Inhale ….” The agonizing pain in my body was long gone now while my hiccups too stopped as Jax helped me concentrate on my breathing and soon enough even my breathing had gone back to normal.