[Naruto] Can one still die without the Sharingan?

Jing, who was running through the woods, wiped the tears from her face fiercely.

That place is only a few kilometers away from the village entrance of Konoha, a few kilometers! It only takes a few minutes to move forward at full speed! It was there that they were attacked.

"Itachi." Leader Taira stopped in front of them without looking back, "You and Shizu will take Shido back to Konoha."

"I don't want it, teacher..."

"Go!" Master Ping's tone was extremely serious, "Uchiha Shizu, this is an order."

"I……"

"Let's go!" It was Itachi who interrupted her this time. He supported the unconscious Shidu with one hand and grabbed Jing with the other hand and fled towards the village entrance desperately.

"Let me go!" Jing wanted to break Itachi's hand.

"Are you so anxious?!" Itachi yelled, "Why did the teacher really ask us to leave him and run away? This place is so close to Konoha! He asked us to call for rescue!"

Yes, call for rescue. Jing wiped her face again and stared at the door of Konoha, which was getting closer and closer.

"Hey, aren't these the precious students of Senior Ping? What's going on? Where is Senior Ping?"

This voice is unfamiliar, but at this moment it is like the sound of nature. Jing and Itachi turned around at the same time, only to see four ANBU.

"ANBU!!" Jing's voice changed its tone in surprise.

"Teacher Ping was attacked, let's ask for help!" Itachi said concisely.

"Under attack?" one of the silver-haired men responded, "Where?"

"Five kilometers away!"

The silver-haired man was obviously the leader of the team. He stopped and pondered for a moment, then turned to a purple-haired woman and said, "Xiyan, take this unconscious child back for treatment and seek help."

"You two take us to support."

The battle situation was extremely strange.

The man didn't know what kind of technique he used. All of Ping's attacks, whether they were kunai, techniques, or talismans, all passed through that man's body.

The only thing that can be known now is that this person cannot make part of his body virtual. Once the virtual state is activated because he wants to avoid attacks, his own attacks will also be ineffective.

This situation did not change even after ANBU reinforcements arrived.

He faced the three masters of the ANBU and the leader Ping alone without any signs of panic. He stared at the four people in front of him, his eyes calmly swept over one by one, and finally settled on the silver-haired boy wearing a fox mask. There was a pause.

"Oops!" His voice suddenly became energetic, "Didn't those two little beans run away? They actually went to find helpers?"

"I thought you would tremble with fear and run away!"

"You really like to talk about irrelevant things in battle." Chief Ping raised his hand to pinch the talisman, "Are you trying to influence your opponent's mentality with trash talk?"

"It's not necessarily just trash talk." He chuckled a few times, spread his hands and took a few steps forward, "This is the fact of the world!"

"The endless killings and wars, even between companions, will do whatever it takes for reputation, profit, and power. What is left in such a hopeless world?"

The person next to Kakashi moved. It was a child who didn't look too big. He quickly formed a seal, and then several wooden bars appeared from the man's side and wrapped around him. He didn't hide. He didn't disappear immediately. He just smiled lightly when Kakashi rushed to him with Raikiri, and then he sucked himself into a vortex.

he's gone?

After a hard fight, there was a lot of blood on the body of Instructor Ping. It was not because he was injured by that person, but because his wounds that had not yet healed were all bursting open. However, he immediately ran towards Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha who were standing aside. The waves are quiet.

"It's alright, you guys."

"We're fine." Itachi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Something's wrong! How can it be okay! We almost became wild students without a teacher, how can it be okay!!!!"

Seeing the still gentle smile of Master Ping, the tears that Jing had been holding back for a long time finally rolled down. He had no choice but to wipe the face of this eight-year-old child, turned his head and bowed his head slightly to signal to the ANBU. .

"Kakashi, thank you very much for today."

"Senior Taira, you're welcome." The white-haired ANBU also bowed his head slightly, then turned around and ordered another person to report back to Konoha, and then he walked over with the person who used Wood Release.

"Let's help you back."

"No need, I'm not injured to the point where I can't walk." Dean Ping stood up on his knees, "Let's go, let's go back."

Let's go, let's go back.

No one expected that these would be the last words that Master Taira would say to the two Anbu.

Just when they were relieved and turned around to walk back, a strong spatial fluctuation appeared directly behind Immortal Ping again.

No one had time to react. When they turned back, they only had time to see Master Ping being pierced by a kunai, and they only had time to hear a mysterious smile from the mysterious man.

"..." Master Ping's movements were like an old robot that had been wound up. He twisted his neck bit by bit, trying to see the man's face clearly, but the man had already loosened his grip and jumped back a few steps.

"Senior Ping, you are still careless after all." He smiled, "It is easiest to be careless when the danger has just passed, right?"

"That's right." Dean Ping chewed the blood in his mouth, but still looked at the two students tenderly, "Did you see, Itachi, Jing, I am a negative teaching material."

"Teacher!!" Jing shouted and rushed forward, but was held back by Kakashi and Yamato.

"But, I seem to be underestimated."

There was actually a smile in Master Ping's voice, and many small paper figures suddenly appeared around him. The paper figures' hands and feet were connected by thin chakra threads to form a barrier-like thing.

"I've prepared this technique a long time ago. If you had left at that time, you could have saved your life."

Master Ping slowly turned around.

"Are you curious? Curious about why your jutsu can no longer be used, curious about why you can't use the time and space ninjutsu?"

"To tell you the truth, I originally studied this technique to trap Shuimen, and it is connected to my life. The space restriction in this area will render all time and space ninjutsu invalid, including the Flying Thunder God."

"I've always wanted to see Minato's aggrieved expression when he couldn't use the Flying Thunder God but couldn't bear to beat me with his dead hand. Tsk, I was just soft-hearted. Seeing that he was too busy when he first became Hokage, I didn't bother him. But later he didn't I’m busy, but I never get another chance.”

"I am a useless and cowardly guy. I can't protect the village, my friends, and the hearts of the people I like. But at least I did a good deed before I died."

Priest Ping raised his hand and pointed at the masked man at the edge of the barrier, with a look of contempt on his face.

"you."

"you!"

The masked man's voice finally sounded genuinely panicked, and several wooden bars suddenly appeared in his right hand, but they were all smashed to pieces by the various thunderous lightnings that came out of the paper man.

Every talisman of the Green Talisman God is his own. He can use any kind of technique at any time, from any talisman, and in any place.

The paper man moved.

This is a wind release ninjutsu. Several wind releases were condensed into bullets and flew towards the masked man. There were too many and the range was too wide. Even if he tried his best to dodge, he could only barely avoid the vital points, but what happened next He couldn't dodge the thunder escape's range attack.

Before the body paralyzed by Thunderbolt could move freely, Earth Type had already taken over, which seemed to be mixed with Water Type, directly controlling his movements. The last Fire Type ignited all the paper people and the barrier, like a A huge fire net tightly wrapped the two of them.

"Teacher Ping!!" This time, not only Shizuo, but Itachi also almost couldn't help but rush forward. Two Anbu each pulled one, half shocked and half awe-stricken as they looked at the soaring fire.

After a long time, the fire was extinguished, the net was gone, and the masked man was nowhere to be found, leaving only the Reverend Ping who was kneeling on the ground and breathing heavily.

"I still couldn't kill him after all. Minato couldn't kill him, and I couldn't either..." Instructor Ping's voice contained helpless self-mockery.

"Teacher Ping, stop talking, let's go back to Konoha, go back to Konoha!"

Jing held one of the hands of Master Ping, her voice was full of helpless pleading, but Master Ping only shook his head. He raised his head with all his strength and looked at Itachi who was shaking so much that he could hardly speak.

"Itachi..." He stretched out his hand and firmly held Itachi's shoulders.

"Teacher Ping..."

"Itachi Uchiha!"

"Yes!"

"Don't be the next Huan Wu Ping."

"..."

"Uchiha! Don't be the next Hanwu Hei clan!" Master Hei's voice suddenly rose, "Did you hear it? Remember it!"

“Absolutely not!!!”

"I heard it, teacher, and I remembered it."

Itachi, he didn't even know how he said these words, his thoughts and chakra were in chaos. He opened his mouth and tried to breathe, but no matter how hard he breathed, the pain of suffocation could not go away no matter what, making his face green and white, and the world in his eyes turned red and black.

But Master Ping did not let go of his tone, and he looked to the side again, Jing, who had just opened his mouth and cried.

"Ah Jing."

"..."

"Uchiha Shizu."

"……yes……"

"The waist is getting wider and wider."

"I, I can already carry it."

"I mean, why should I choose to have a slimmer waist and enter a ninja school?"

Jing was distracted for a moment, because she had not thought about this problem, and her panicked brain was forced to work rapidly.

"Because...you want to tell students not to be Minamoto Yoritomo."

"..."

"Minamoto Yoritomo!" Jing took two steps forward, "He was ambitious, killed his brothers and controlled government affairs. He made the world turbulent, made the people uneasy, and left corpses everywhere."

"Don't be Minamoto Yoritomo!"

I don't know whether it was because of his mood or what, but in short, Master Ping didn't speak for a long time. It was so long that they almost thought he was dead, then Master Ping spoke.

"Don't be Minamoto Yoritomo?" His voice was low, with a sneer.

"Minamoto Yoritomo, where did he go wrong?"

"..."

"The Ping family has no ambitions? The Ping family does not kill brothers and sisters? The Ping family does not control the government? The Ping family does not make the world turbulent, and does not let the people lay corpses in the fields?"

"Taira can do it, why can't Minamoto Shiki? Why is Minamoto Yoritomo wrong? Minamoto Yoritomo is not wrong!"

"Times have changed. Everyone has ambitions. Everyone has a seat at the top. If you want it, fight for it. If you don't want it, just stay there. There is nothing wrong with any choice!"

“What I want to tell students is, don’t be Minamoto no Yoshitsune!!”

Don't be like Minamoto Yoshitsune and help others with all your heart and soul, only to end up with a frustrating and ridiculous ending like cutting off Eikawa Hall.

Dean Ping's hand on Itachi's shoulder did not loosen. He held Jing's shoulder again, staring at Jing with his green eyes that had turned red.

"Don't be Minamoto Yoshitsune! Uchiha Shizu, don't be Minamoto Yoshitsune! Uchiha... don't be Minamoto Yoshitsune either!"

"...Teacher, I remember!"

It seemed that it was just such a breath. After he said those words, the breath dissipated, and the luster in Master Ping's eyes gradually dimmed. But Master Ping finally showed a few smiles on his face, and he hugged him from left to right. Pass two students and rest your chin on their shoulders.

"Don't be sad, children..." Dean Ping said, "I just...went to find those friends from back then."

"We really haven't... played together for a long, long time."

"Jing, Itachi, can I...please ask you something?"

"……You say."

"Naruto Uzumaki, he is... Minato's child." Master Taira chuckled softly, bringing out a strong smell of blood.

"He's also the child of the person I...like."

"..."

"If you can, please...take care of him, okay?"