Konoha Silver Lightning

Chapter 177 Will Not Give Up
Yin Ya lay on the ground twisted all over, feeling dizzy.

There was a rusty smell in the mouth and throat, and it was a bit fishy and sweet.

He only remembered that he vomited a big mouthful of blood, and then his eyes went dark, and he was lying on the ground in this posture.

It seems that the video that skipped to the end directly after cutting out the middle process seems to be dreaming.

To be honest, he was stunned.

It was still spinning at a high speed a second ago, maintaining the flow blade wheel saw.

In the next second, it was blown away like a rag doll.

With the smell of mud and grass coming from his nose, Yin Ya pushed his dizzy brain, supported his body, and sat up.

Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Ginya was stunned.

How far was he sent flying by the blow?

He froze for a while before reacting.

Ginya looked at his empty hands, looked around for a moment, and his first reaction was.

'Where's my knife? '

Stumbling to his feet, Ginya realized that his right arm was swollen and sore.

He raised his hand to take a look, only to find that his entire arm was red, swollen and congested, and there were still spots of blood.

'Muscle groups were torn. '

"Where is Nara Shikaku?"

Ginya gritted her teeth and looked around, but there was nothing but him.

Thinking of Shikahisa Nara's body, it is estimated that his body is almost at its limit. If he doesn't show up now, he probably dare not come up to him to make up the knife.

His physical skills are not very good, and without Chakra, he is definitely not his opponent.

Thinking of this, Yin Ya relaxed a little, moved his body a little, and found that he could still move normally except for the severe pain in the knee joint of his right leg and some difficulty in breathing.

This is already fortunate, under that kind of impact, his white teeth collided directly with the shadow gun, and the right hand holding the knife was not completely torn off, it can only be said to be a miracle.

Yin Ya felt that he was lucky. He should have rotated to a better angle at that time, so he survived.

but.

Yin Ya lowered his head and muttered to himself.

"Have you shown mercy to me?"

Turning out the hole card of Shadow Gun Technique, that kind of terrifying power should be a must-kill move, but he didn't die, and his injuries were not serious.

Apart from being merciful, Ginya couldn't think of any other possibility.

He wouldn't naively think that he escaped the catastrophe because of good luck in the hands of Shikahisa Nara, who has rich combat experience.

"We're both cleared."

Sighing, Ginya clutched his chest, got up and went to look for his ninja sword.

After searching for about 5 minutes, Silver Arrow found Bai Fang. It was stuck in a piece of lawn, which was quite conspicuous.

If it falls in any corner, he can only use the surge inductor to search for it.

When he walked in and took a look, Ginya felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

It was inserted there quietly, but the cracks spread from the handle into the soil, as if it was about to shatter at any moment.

Yin Ya gritted his teeth.

White Fang took the blow directly, and would have shattered on the spot had it not been for the solidity of the torrent to which it was attached.

Carefully pulled out White Fang, and then wiped the dirt off White Fang.

Yin Ya stretched out his left hand, and gently brushed the blade covered with cracks like a broken mirror, then closed his eyes and turned his head, unable to bear to look any more.

This ninja knife has been with him for a long time, and its meaning to him has never been just a weapon for killing people.

And the memory of White Fang.

Although he was dead, Silver Arrow always wanted to keep White Fang alive in some form in this way.

Death is never the moment when the body dies, but the moment when everyone in the world forgets you.

Yin Ya couldn't remember where he heard this sentence, but he agreed with it very much.

Forgetting is tantamount to death.

He never forgot, not now, not even in the future.

He just wanted to let more people remember that there was a ninja called White Fang, and he didn't fall down.

His knife was taken, his will did not die.

He is still active in this world, and still fighting.

But
Looking at the densely packed gaps on the blade, they were left on the Niliuhe battlefield.

There is also the crack that spread the entire blade, which was left by resisting Akasakaro's secret technique and Nara Shikahisa's secret technique.

This knife had saved his life many times, and they fought desperately together until the last moment, but now this knife has become like this.

Yin Ya felt depressed and uncomfortable.

Because, he knew, he always knew.

Bai Fang is just an ordinary standard ninja sword, its material and workmanship doomed its lifespan.

No matter how carefully he uses it, it won't help.

It's just an ordinary knife that will eventually be replaced and replaced.

Just like now, it is overwhelmed and cannot withstand the fierce battle.

Perhaps in the next battle it would shatter and leave him.

And without the ninja sword, his combat effectiveness will undoubtedly drop sharply.

It might even cost you your life.

It's dangerous and realistic.

No matter how reluctant he was, Ginya's rationality was always telling him that he had to consider changing a knife.

It's not your fault, you did your best.

Put it away, save it, and keep some memories.

"No!"

Ginya closed her eyes in pain.

"It's not over, not yet."

Silver Yat gripped White Fang tightly, and the old wooden handle made a clicking sound. He looked excited and talked to himself like a madman.

"Even until the last moment, I will never give up on you. I know that your will has always existed in this knife and is tightly held in my hands."

It took a while for Silver Arrow to calm down, took a firm look at White Fang, and then carefully put it back into the scabbard, as if it was not a rag that was about to die, but like a treasure.

The wind blew gently across Ginya's side face, as if gently stroking his blood-stained cheek.

He looked ahead and promised softly.

"Don't worry, when I go back, I will find someone to fix you."

"We will always fight side by side, always."

His firmness can be felt in his words.

The surroundings became quiet, listening carefully to his promise that no one knew.

He has been a human being for two lives, but in some respects, he is still like a child, facing an irresistible fate, he is still so stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat
(End of this chapter)