[Hokage] Terukawa

Juhe—draw your sword and cut!

The ninja sword of Wakizashi's length shredded the wind passing between him and himself with unrivaled speed, and the bright silver blade swung a long streak of light in the air.The light and darkness in the early morning were not enough to outline its shape, and it was like a cluster of blue light, drawing a gushing lightning in the dim field of vision, and before the sudden lightning flash disappeared, the knife It has been put back into the sheath, and the "click" sound of the tan and the sheath is as light as that flash of light, as if it was brought along by a certain night wind passing through the gap before reaching the human ear. gone.

The sand ninja seemed to be dazzled by Li Mang, but the urgent step back was not useless.I saw a sudden line connecting his right waist and left shoulder, followed by that thin line suddenly bursting out with blood—this process was well-ordered and layered, but it happened to be just a blink of an eye.

UI.

Few of Anbu's swordsmanship come from masters, and most of them are wild ways learned from accumulated experience in actual combat. Before Dacheng, they were indeed at a low-level level.My sword technique is obviously also included in this list. It is thanks to Kakashi's "careful care" that I can learn a bit or two from him.

"Ji He" is one of the few moves that is widely spread and everyone can practice it if they are willing to work hard.I really have no other choice, if I don’t know much, of course I can only practice diligently—fast as lightning, slashing like a blue rainbow—the startling slash just now is already a few years of hard work by me. And got the best results.

— but not enough.

My knife is not fast enough.

I tightly locked onto Sand Shinobi who was attacking me. The distance between his face and my mask was so close that it seemed like he was doing a face-to-face dance, but the murderous intent lingered in this seemingly intimate distance.Boqing's wakizashi and bright blue's thin chakra lines are entangled endlessly in this square inch, and it is difficult to tell who is up and who is down for a while.

——If it was my Iai, it would be nice if it could be a little faster.

If he could be faster, he would already be a corpse at this moment—a corpse that had been sliced ​​in two with a knife.

Instead of cutting the skin flatly, even the ribs can barely be touched.

But... what is this guy's expression?He should be a puppet master, but why didn't he let go of the puppet, and why... didn't he fight back with means other than the thin chakra thread?

Nervous, dazed, fearful, anxious, plus some thin killing intent.His collar blocked his mouth, which prevented me from seeing the lower half of his face, but I could still see that these complex emotions were mixing together to distort his face into a hideous expression, but he However, his pupils showed a state that did not match his expression—it was actually a little dilated.

...Fuck, what the hell is this? !

Seeing what he described clearly, I couldn't help cursing in my heart. At the same time, the strength in my hand finally couldn't hold back. All the moves that were supposed to be probing were reinfused with twelve points of strength and killing intent. As a result, the balanced battle situation was quickly shattered—fortunately, such a stiff and strange look and movement will soon be ruined in my hands

...I don't care what you are, only the dead unknown is the best unknown.

——Left hand, covered by chakra.

I deliberately avoided using my left hand before, in order to make him think that my left hand has been seriously injured due to the previous sneak attack and cannot pose a threat, but... how can a person's physique be generalized?At least for me, this kind of injury doesn't represent much of a disadvantage.

It was too late and then too fast, the moment my left hand was stretched out, it was as fast as a shooting star in the sky, and the swing speed of all the thin chakra lines was slowed down by more than double under my excellent dynamic vision— —Stroking, grasping, and holding, the three movements are smooth and flowing, not to mention controlling all the thin chakra lines in an instant, but about half of them.

The thin chakra thread held in my palm was struggling endlessly, and the electric light and flint shocked me. I was a little weak and numb, and I could hardly hold my fist. I leaned my arm upwards—probably trying to drill into the wound on my left arm?

Good idea, I sneered vaguely - you have to get in too.

Knife!

A faint blue light reappeared in the gloom of the early morning, but compared to when it first appeared, it was no longer a fan, but a very short and thin straight glow, as if it was covered by layers of light. The stabbing arrows in the back are like the fangs flashing past the mouth of a poisonous snake——

The viper has succeeded.

At the moment when the thin chakra thread was entwined, the condensed water attribute chakra resolutely abandoned the wrapped blade, and turned to the tip of the blade to bully it. elongation.Not a thin line is enough to stop the beautiful thin blue new blade.It floated up and pierced lightly—even the few inches protruding from the back of his neck exuded a cold light, like blue stars flickering together in one body, blood lingering but untouchable.

I didn't draw the knife right away, but his body was still like a punctured water bag—blood was beginning to ooze.The pupils of his eyes had already spread before they turned white, and he was obviously dead at this time, but he...

..."It", but tremblingly opened his mouth again, and a subtle and distorted look unfolded on his face.Countless tiny blood foam overflowed from the corner of his lips, flowed all the way down his chin, throat, and finally dripped on the face of my knife.I saw a small circle of white mist steaming from the warm blood on the surface of my blade, blurring the faint morning light reflected by the mirror-like blade.

"you you……"

I……?

"You... ya..."

Ya...?Shit?

My brain circuit somehow turned to a strange place, but somehow I couldn't laugh no matter what.I have never believed in fate or premonition, but at this moment, I feel like a prisoner who has been imprisoned until he is paralyzed will one day be held in the head by a knife and a gun.

restlessness, anxiety.The twitching of my temples touched my deeply buried but sensitive nerves.

Panic and bewildered, heart beating like a drum.Streams of blood pumped out from the lump of flesh on the left side of my chest, circulated, and then spread all over my body, but I couldn't feel the warmth brought by the warm blood. It was getting colder and colder, my palms were soaked in sweat, and the handle of the knife I was holding tightly was slipping.

stop.stop.

I slowly clenched my teeth and swallowed my saliva again, but the inexplicable astringent taste in my mouth still lingered.

"Ya...sa..."

My heart beat heavily, and my blood regained its temperature in an instant.But a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on my forehead and back, and even my consciousness was covered with a layer of trance that flashed for a moment.

... What the hell are you?

At a certain moment, the idea of ​​twisting the knife in my hand and ending this torture in a clean way flashed through my mind.There is nothing that can continue to be a monster when the head is on the ground—no blood, no vocal cords, no matter what it is, it will return to the ashes of the old man here.However, in fact, no one knows better than me that this is not acceptable, it is weak.People with both eyes are always more willing to face it by themselves, because no one except yourself knows whether what you see is a knife chopping a fire or a sea of ​​stars.

- You fear, you look forward to.

It's just that when I went to look at that weird sand ninja again, his head was already slanted, and the neck that I nailed to the blade was as soft as a bunch of noodles.I froze in place for a moment, feeling that everything in front of me seemed so... normal, if it wasn't for his expression hanging in the darkness still frozen in the previous subtle and hideous facial makeup, I would almost have thought that everything before It was a hallucination caused by me not sleeping for too long.

...but I know, that's not it.

The substantive chakra that condensed into the last section of the blade quietly dispersed, and the strange things that happened here will follow that thin layer of cold light and never return.There was no support for his body, and he was finally able to fall on his back at this moment, enjoying the peace that only belonged to the dead.

But what exactly is that?

The sand ninja in front of me seems to have expressed the meaning of "the body is out of control", but at that time, I rushed forward and treated his words as nonsense and fart. Thinking about it now... as a ninja, he Hiding under the soil layer, this operation itself already explained part of the problem.

I leaned down and closed his eyes for him.

Well, now he also has the darkness that belongs exclusively to the dead.

From this point of view, the "ghost thing" should be directed at me.

Yasa...?

Yasa...

...No, it's Yasaka.

Yasaka.

Yasaka.

My expression became more and more condensed, and the cold dew in the morning became more and more heavy.Confused, alert... I don't know if it's because of excessive blood loss or the low temperature, but I feel chills all over my body.The ninja knife is still slipping in the palm of my hand, but I still don't let go of it.

I touched the wound on my left arm, and it seemed to have stopped bleeding by itself, which meant that what I wanted to verify had also been verified successfully.

...the blood of Yasaka.

Could it be because of this?

My expression changed, and I didn't know how to feel for a while, so I finally had to put it aside and do what I should do now.

This...is not my battlefield.

But now I can't go to the battlefield.

I fumbled to restore my left arm with my half-baked medical ninjutsu in a hidden place, but at a certain moment, Fu Ling suddenly looked up—the southern sky was as bright as day at this moment, followed by What followed was the appalling explosion and the hiss of the sonic boom that spread and tormented everyone's eardrums indiscriminately.

My swear words almost blurted out——the only one who can make such a noise is the tailed beast, right? ?What is that big civet cat doing? ?

Ahhh, Minato...

The following development did not allow me to continue to idle any longer. It explained well what is meant by blessings without pairs, and misfortunes never come singly. I heard tremors coming from the north, but it was the top of Kikyo Mountain that finally collapsed.In the past few hours, it has been bombarded by all kinds of escapism for no money, and now it seems understandable to fall into such a grand shock, but... Qinghechun Madu was still fighting there, and as expected, Minato's students were also there.

The wound has healed for a little while, but the ninja knife has been worn out and there are a few cracks... It's not a big problem, the job of beheading is still competent.

I sighed heavily, stood up from behind the sheltered rock again, and withdrew in the direction of Kikyo Mountain.