(Naruto) Me and my two tubas

The genjutsu could not trap Tobirama. I watched helplessly as the chakra flow on his body was disordered for a moment and then recovered again. The genjutsu of Magatama was easily solved by him.

This is Brother Tobirama's chakra control, which is meticulous and miraculous.

If Tobirama-san was willing to spend some time to learn sealing techniques and medical blade techniques, he would definitely be able to form a Yin seal. He just spent his time practicing sword techniques and physical skills to fight against Izuna-san. .

Once again, I have no chance of winning against Tobirama-san. Even if I use the second magatama, I still have no fighting spirit, no skills, and no strength.

But running is not an option. If you just want to escape and expose your back and vulnerabilities, you will definitely die.

I want to live and live well - the desire to survive is the only belief I can rely on.

The environment, the surrounding environment... the time for rescue to arrive... the terrain I can use... Tobirama-san's most accustomed way of thinking and fighting...

Here are mountains and forests, water and soil, and in front is the sealing array, and inside are my other two brothers and my Buddha father.

The road to survival - To make a choice that even Tobirama-san couldn't guess, you have to do it first!

All the above thoughts flashed through my mind in just one breath.

"Fire Escape, Long Yan sings!"

The violent energy poured out in an instant, almost draining all my chakra at that moment, leaving only the Yin Seal that pitifully continued to supply the last trickle.

But the price was well worth it. This jutsu bought me ten seconds.

Brother Tobirama really didn't expect that an eleven-year-old Uchiha girl could cast this technique. After all, Senju Anzu already had an amazing amount of chakra among her peers, and Anzu couldn't even do it without opening the Yang seal. of this.

This was Tobirama-san's huge mistake. He didn't treat me as an opponent like Izuna-san. He thought there would be follow-up support after me. He was distracted and underestimated me.

Ten seconds can do too much for a ninja, even if the ninja is just a rookie.

I didn't hesitate at all. I turned around and headed towards the sealing formation behind me. This formation was of the barrier type. I haven't started studying the cooperative sealing technique in detail yet, but I had the basic common sense. I was on target. The nearest sealer is a string of detonating charms - thankfully, the holder of this barrier is exposed.

The detonating talisman exploded, but the person who was attacked did not retreat. Even though he suffered extensive burns, he still maintained the barrier firmly.

In order to stop my Tajima father, the Senju side needs to free up too many manpower, which results in insufficient protective power here. Even the large-scale barrier is the roughest kind. They probably didn't guess that they were The trap was discovered by Uchiha so quickly.

My actions have attracted the attention of the combatants in the barrier. The barrier is now a wall of fire, water, mist, thunder and lightning. I can only hope that my brothers will not be distracted by my appearance.

Brother Tobirama's knife has been torn off my spine. Not only him, but also three Senju ninjas are attacking from all directions. At this critical moment, I hugged the person who maintained the barrier. She rolled and stuffed herself into his arms - he was very tall, and couldn't move due to the barrier, enough to be used as a cover by a petite girl.

Blood spurted out. Although I escaped being killed, the severe pain in my back told me that I was injured again. Fortunately, my spine and muscles were not injured and my movements were not affected.

...It should be that a piece of flesh was cut off from the lower back. Fortunately, it was just a flesh injury.

While dodging, I saw the face of the ninja I used as a cover. This face was no stranger to me, even though it was full of hatred - in the clan, in the casino, and next to Brother Hashirama. , smile heartily and sunnyly.

What's his name... Kazuya... right?

I still used illusion. The power of the second magatama was almost doubled compared to the first magatama. I used illusion to blur my position, but it was this small position difference that made the attacks against those on me in vain.

A very mean way to escape.

I wiped his neck with a kunai.

"Kazuya!——"

Someone was shouting loudly, and I was familiar with this voice, but whatever, I am... just "Maki Uchiha" now.

The seal was broken. I kicked off Senju Kazuya's body and used the force to roll into the range of the seal. Tobirama's sword came over reluctantly, but this time he had lost his advantage.

"Maki!"

The moment the barrier seal was broken, the people trapped in the trap immediately chose to escape. I was picked up by Izuna-san, and Madara took my place - this time it was Tobirama's turn. The knife was knocked away.

This time the trap caused Madara to open the three magatama. At this time, his Sharingan had reached its peak. In addition, his strength was stronger than Tobirama, and Tobirama was in danger.

Brother Madara saw my injury. He was bleeding and couldn't tell whether it was serious or not for a while, but Brother Quanna's expression misled him and he became furious.

"Senju Tobirama!!!" Brother Madara's voice boomed in my ears in a deep voice, "Go to hell! Fire Release!"

This is the real dragon flame singing, not my little broken fire dragon.

"Water escape!"

The Thousand-Armed Buddha caught up immediately, and the collision of water and fire was another earth-shattering one.

As long as Tobirama is there, Brother Tobirama will be fine, but Brother Madara is obviously not willing to give up so easily. He keeps the pressure from Thousand-Armed Buddhama and continues to put pressure on Tobirama. This is not the first time I have seen Brother Madara’s sword. Skill, but this is the first time I have seen such a heavy and sharp killing knife.

I have preliminarily bandaged the wound: "Brother Ban! Let's go quickly!"

Stop fighting, stop fighting, stop fighting, it's time to run away - ball ball!

"Brother Madara, this way!" Quan Nai also shouted. He hugged me and led the remaining clan members to rush into the woods. I raised my head and saw his two magatama.

A sneak attack upgraded all the pupils of Tajima's three children, and I don't know what kind of energy Fu Jian's father will have this time...

Madara was still sane. He was running and cutting back, throwing chakra as if he couldn't use up all of it, and the flames almost dyed half of the sky red.

At this time, I heard the roar of an eagle in the sky - support was coming.

*

My second size, Maki Uchiha, was lying dead again.

Compared with the last time, this time I changed my face and covered everything.

Black Feather continued to accompany me to recuperate. This time I had to lie on the bed and read the scroll. Except for the pain in my jaw, everything felt very good.

The scar on my lower back probably won't go away, after all, a piece of flesh was shaved off, but I don't care at all whether it leaves a scar or not, as long as I survive.

My two accounts cooperated with each other and memorized a sealing technique, so I decided to reward myself: "Black Feather! I want yokan, chestnut..."

The little eagle jumped over and nuzzled me. I couldn't turn back to look at her, so I had to give verbal guidance: "The one on the black plate, but the one on the white plate is fine too. Today -"

One hand handed over the yokan on the black plate and placed it next to my pillow.

"Brother Madara!"

The tall young man sat down beside my hospital bed. He reached out and touched my head: "Maki, take a rest for a while."

Madara is sixteen years old this year and is just over 1.7 meters tall. Although he is not as tall as Hashirama, he has already jumped to 1.75 meters, which is not bad for me - Maki is only 1.4 meters tall.

I rubbed my brother's hand and said, "Okay."

Brother Ban began to check my injury. He removed the gauze and changed the dressing. His movements were very gentle, and I even felt a little itchy.

"Maki, don't move, soon..." Brother Madara stretched out his hand to hold my back, his palms were hot.

The cool ointment seeped into the wound, making my burning lower back finally feel better, and I relaxed.

"Maki, next time... don't take such risks." Madara's voice sounded above my head. Compared with usual times, it sounded like his mood was a little lower.

I said seriously: "But Brother Madara and Brother Quanna are both in the barrier, so there's no way I won't take risks! As long as my brothers don't encounter such dangerous situations in the future, then I won't take risks!"

Brother Ban didn't speak, let alone give me an answer or a promise. He just stretched out his hand and pressed my head after a long time: "Take good care of yourself and read less scrolls... What do you want to eat?"

Sigh... Who can guarantee that he will survive on the battlefield? What's more, the three of us are on the front line. Brother Ban never makes promises that he can't do. This time, I have extravagant hopes.

I laughed and ordered: "I want Amanya's Monaka and Shotodo Dorayaki!"

"Well, received."

Brother Ban pinched the back of my neck affectionately.

*

Thousands of hands.

In the past few days, the atmosphere in the Senju clan leader's house has been very silent. Brother Tobirama had several broken ribs and is recovering from illness like my second brother Uchiha Maki.

My big Senju Anzu walked into his room: "Brother Tobirama, today we have vegetable porridge with grilled fish fillets."

Brother Tobirama was reading the scroll even though he was injured. This scene looked very familiar to me. When he put the scroll away, I suddenly realized that it was not familiar, the Shinji also played this way.

"Thank you." Brother Tobirama took the bowl and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, are you still training?"

Although Brother Hashirama also cares about Brother Tobirama, the incident about Brother Tobirama being surrounded and suppressed by Tobirama's father still had an impact on him. He has become a lot quieter these days, and even a little absent-minded. He usually only spends time training. In the field.

And once Hashirama fell silent, the house became even quieter.

I was dividing the porridge when I heard this and sighed, then gave two pieces of fish to Brother Tobirama: "Yes."

"Is that so..." Brother Tobirama was silent for a long time, and then he came back to his senses to eat. The two pieces of grilled fish disappeared in the blink of an eye. Then, his eyes couldn't help but stare at the plate with grilled fish in my hand. "Little sister, I..."

"No." I refused. "My brother is still recovering from his injuries. It is better to eat lighter at this stage."

Brother Tobirama coughed uncomfortably: "I think... I should need enough nutrition, little sister..."

Appeared, Brother Tobirama's coquettishness, the always strong Brother Tobirama's coquettishness!

If it weren't for the fact that we were recovering from illness, there were only two of us in the room, and it was the most relaxing time to eat, or even if there was a mirror in the room, Tobirama-san would never show such an expression.

However, I refuse.

"No." I smiled softly, "If you need nutrition, just have fish porridge for dinner. Grilled fish is out of the question unless Brother Tobirama gets better."