The happy man of Konoha no Hagi

Chapter 272

As the smoke cleared, Shuo Mao stood in the center of the battlefield holding a blade in one hand and a not-so-huge wine jar in the other.

"Hatake Yujian Style Profound Art - Drunken Swordsmanship!"

Sakumo took a sip of sake, most of which flowed from the corner of his mouth down his neck.

After several sips, Shuo Mao's face was flushed, and his whole body began to sway without rhythm.

"This kid..."

Chiyo stared at Sakumo, who took a sip and poured half of it, with a serious face, and said in a deep voice: "This brat's drinking capacity... is a bit poor..."

"Sister, please be serious!"

Ebizo, who risked his life to sneak to Chiyo's side, heard his sister's words as soon as he arrived, and almost fell into the mud.

"Sorry, sorry, but this brat seems to be dying soon, right?",

Chiyo pointed to Sakumo, who was lying on the ground between the five puppets, and fell asleep soundly.

Saying that, Chiyo commanded the two-knife puppet to slash at Sakumo, but what was strange was that Sakumo, who seemed to be asleep, suddenly turned an angle strangely, barely avoiding the attack.

The double-knife puppet slashed again, and Shuo Mao twisted again. After seven or eight slashes in a row, Shuo Mao suddenly jumped up, and chopped off the puppet's arm with one blow.

After hiccupping, Shuo Mao's drunken eyes were blurred, and he looked sideways at the puppets.

"Grand Mo Xiao, drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times!"

Singing an unknown poem, Shuo Mao held wine in his left hand and a knife in his right, drinking and singing with a smile.

With a backflip, Shuo Mao dodged the puppet's chakra wind blade, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

Shuo Mao glanced at the empty wine jar, and said angrily, "This is Sanhe's twenty-month sweet-scented osmanthus wine!"

As he spoke, he threw the wine jar at the puppet that issued the wind blade, and the wine jar was scattered all over the ground under another slash.

Leaning forward suddenly, his body seemed to be drunk, and he slowed down hastily, avoiding the spikes on the long arms of the white-haired puppet, Shuo Mao swung his knife and chopped off its head.

In this way, Shuomo swayed from side to side to avoid the deadly threat of the puppet, but the blade he swung seemingly at will always hit the puppet's body.

Chiyo's forehead was sweating, and his fingers quickly manipulated the chakra line. The fingering was blurred due to the speed.

However, the more he operated, the more frightened Chiyo became, because although Sakumo's overall swing speed did not seem to be fast, it had reached an incredible instantaneous speed the moment he exerted his strength.

"Damn it, if this goes on, all the ten people in Chimatsu will be destroyed!"

Chiyo was convinced that if the ten besieging Sakumo were not puppets but living people, they would have all fallen by now.

Shuo Mao's drunken sword technique actually uses alcohol to paralyze the brain and release the body's instincts.

Shuo Mao's body has received harsh kendo training since he was a child. Without the shackles of his brain thinking, he will explode with extremely terrifying destructive power.

But to be honest, this move also weakened Shuo Mao's fighting consciousness.

For example, although he was drunk at the moment, although he could still distinguish between friend and foe, and would not do anything to accidentally injure his companions, his attack on the puppet seemed a bit ridiculous.

According to the muscle memory formed through years of training, Shuo Mao still used the short blade to attack the puppet's heart, head, and neck. However, for the puppet, the injuries to these parts were not fatal injuries.

In this way, Shuo Mao swayed left and right among the puppets, and the puppets were constantly being damaged. It seemed that it was only a matter of time before they were all scrapped.

"Sister, this kid's body..."

"Have you noticed Hai Laozang? Hehe, white-haired boy, you are indeed very strong at your age. After ten years, no, after five years, the old woman may not be your opponent anymore. But today your only ending is—death!"

After all, Chiyo and Ebino are veteran ninjas with rich combat experience. After the initial panic, they calmed down.

This kind of speed flow ninja must not be good at protracted warfare.

Chiyoichi changed the head-to-head battle with Sakumo, turned reality into fiction, and continued to fight Sakumo with false moves, and even Chiyo even threw one of the two guard puppets into the siege of Sakumo.

Except for a bull-headed puppet that continued to protect itself, and three "Buddha", "Dharma" and "Monk" puppets intimidating the Konoha Ninja Army in a formation of three treasures, the other six puppets all participated in the battle to besiege Sakumo. .

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As the battle progressed, the puppets were broken one by one, and when the last white-faced puppet was cut into parts by Shuo Mao, Shuo Mao finally fell on his back because of exhaustion, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Mr. Shuo Mao!"

Yiko and others stepped forward to rescue Sakumo, while Chiyo commanded the remaining puppets to block it. The three treasures sucking and rout is really a weapon in team battles.

"boom--"

But at this moment, a huge explosion suddenly occurred in the ninja warehouse.

Between billowing black smoke and raging fire, a man in sunglasses, covered in a hooded sweater, walked out calmly, as if a real man never looked back at the explosion.

This person is the Wannian soy sauce man in Shuo Mao's three-person team, and the oil girl Ryoma who has brought out the natural skills of the oil girl's family-no sense of existence-to the extreme.

"Captain Sakumo, lucky enough to live up to his fate, blasting the warehouse of ninja tools in Hidden Sand Village—mission accomplished!"

The oily girl Ryoma stretched out her index finger and pushed her glasses, looking as cool as she wanted, but suddenly found the white-haired captain lying in the middle of the battlefield, sleeping soundly.

"Ah? Captain Shuo Mao? Captain Shuo Mao? Why are you asleep?"

Yizi covered her forehead and said, "Ryoma, when did you go around the enemy's rear and burn down the warehouse?"

The oil girl Ryoma asked doubtfully, "Isn't this the plan that the three of us made together?"

Yizi frowned, with an expression of thinking hard: "Were you there at that time..."

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"Damn it, just a little bit!"

Chiyo, who thought she had successfully defended the village, looked at the ninja warehouse in the raging flames, her eyes were red.

"But at least, the battle between us was won by the older generation!"

Chiyo looked at the white-haired young man lying down with a determined look on his face.

The failure of sand ninja is an inevitable fact.

This failure may mean that Shayin must lie dormant in the shadow of Konoha for the next ten years, but at least ten years later, 20 years later, there will always be a chance to recover.

But if this frightening white-haired boy in front of him is given another ten years to grow up, he will definitely become Sha Yin's confidant's serious trouble by then!

"This child must not be left behind!" Chiyo concluded.

"No, sister!"

Ebizo saw Chiyo's thoughts and hurriedly wanted to stop it.

Now it is absolutely impossible to provoke Konoha again, because all kinds of information show that the current Konoha is probably not the innocent and deceitful Konoha in the original impression of their siblings!

However, Ebizo, who was seriously injured, was still a beat slower after all.

Chiyo's hands quickly formed seals, and the remaining four puppets gave up monitoring the Konoha Ninja Army and guarding Chiyo's own safety, and all rushed towards the white-haired boy lying on the ground.

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(End of this chapter)