Konoha: Who says that hunters can't play in the ninja world?

It seems that this Water Style Ninja is at his wit's end. The Lightning Style Ninja feels relieved that he cannot be killed immediately. This is good news. He still has time to turn the tables. As long as he can get rid of this Water Style Ninja before the Wind Style Ninja and the old ninja come back, he can escape.

"I told you, the water clone is coming, it's useless to me." A sword suddenly appeared from underwater and stabbed the Thunder Ninja's chest. The Thunder Ninja disdainfully blocked it with a kunai, and punched the side of the figure that jumped out of the water with his other hand. According to past experience, this water clone could not withstand such a powerful punch and should collapse immediately, turning into a ball of water and exploding.

"Bang!" The fist hit the side, but the touch was wrong. The Lightning Ninja immediately realized that there was something wrong with the clone in front of him. Sure enough, the fist he threw was blocked by the other party.

"Hehe, you really came out. If you didn't come out, I really didn't have any good way. Now that you come out, it will be easy." The Lightning Ninja was overjoyed. The figure in front of him was not a clone, but the real person. His mouth cannon was effective.

"So what if it's the real body?" Xinzi shook the sword, and the straight and slender sword body strangely bent a ninety degree corner, with the tip of the sword pointing directly to the side of the Thunder Release Ninja's neck, and was about to pierce it.

The Lightning Ninja looked horrified, and instinctively lowered his head, narrowly avoiding the soft sword's insidious attack. But it wasn't over yet. It might be possible to suddenly move from stillness, but if you were already moving and then made the opposite movement, and it was a sudden reaction, then the brain would not be able to react.

For example, now, the Lightning Release Ninja suddenly lowered his head to avoid the soft sword, but he saw a slender and powerful thigh, wearing size 36 ninja shoes, coming straight towards his lowered head.

"Bang!" The chin of the Lightning Ninja came into close contact with Nobuko's foot. The Lightning Ninja couldn't help but lean back after being kicked, and was about to fly out, but the sticky ground under his feet pulled him back involuntarily.

Under the water's surface, behind the invisible back of the Lightning Release Ninja, the school of swordfish that had been prepared for a long time finally took action.

The Lightning Release Ninja fell heavily on the water. Before he could react, he felt a hit on his vest. Then, a heart-wrenching pain spread throughout his body. He looked down and saw sharp spikes on his chest. The number of spikes was increasing, one, two, three.

The Lightning Ninja watched helplessly as his chest turned into a hedgehog and vomited blood. He gradually lost his life and didn't know what attacked him until his death.

"Remember not to provoke girls in your next life. Girls tend to hold grudges. Also, if you don't keep your reward overnight, it will be doubled." Xinzi swung the soft sword casually, then put it back into the sheath.

"I'm done here, how are you doing over there, Kazama?"

"Are you done? Is that true?" Fengjian was surprised. Although Fengjian's tone was relaxed when he teased Nobuko, he still had to intimidate her without taking any action, which was still very tiring.

"Hmm, what do you think?"

"Okay, you're awesome. Are you hurt?"

"Nobuko is awesome," Ichiro interrupted in a muffled voice.

"No, I just used up nearly half of my chakra. How is Ichiro?"

"I've applied medicine, the bleeding has stopped, and the paralysis in my body has gone away. I'm ready to continue fighting at any time."

"There is only one left, how about we..." Nobuko suggested. They had just killed a senior ninja, and now was Nobuko's most angry moment.

“…” Kazama.

"..." Ichiro.

"Speak up, do you dare?" Xinzi said dissatisfiedly.

"A man can't say no. Hey, he's just a jonin. How can I let you take the cake?" Kazama thought for a moment and decided that he could make a move. Their team six was not weak. Nobuko had killed a jonin by herself. Now three of them were working together to deal with a jonin. There was no reason to back down.

"Fuck!" Ichiro answered simply and crisply.

"Okay, old rules. Ichiro faces the front, Nobuko flanks, and I'll be the ranged one."

"No, I want to fight him head-on. Ichiro is hiding anyway, let him attack him by surprise." Nobuko rushed forward before she finished her words. The last Jonin, who was already on alert, watched his teammate lying down. The idea of ​​escaping had already sprouted in his mind, but Kazama didn't make a move and he couldn't find a chance.

Now Xinzi was rushing towards him, and he knew that he had no chance of escape. The only thing he could do now was to kill the enemy in front of him in order to have a chance of survival.

Nobuko formed seals while running, "Water Style, Water Wave" A large amount of water came out of Nobuko's mouth, and when it landed it turned into a huge amount of water, covering the surrounding ground. The water environment that killed the Lightning Style ninja failed to spread to this side, and Nobuko wanted to create an environment suitable for Water Style Ninjutsu first.

The last jonin had a heavy face and no intention of resisting. He used the instant body technique repeatedly and dodged far away. Nobuko's water wave spread outward in a fan shape. He kept retreating and dodged out of Nobuko's water escape range. He didn't give Nobuko any chance to get close with water escape.

Suddenly, bamboo shoot-sized stalagmites appeared under the ninja's feet. The small ones were as long as fingers, and the long forearms were densely packed with them all over the ninja's foothold. The jonin in the instant body technique had no time to adjust his foothold. The range of these stalagmites was beyond his adjustment range. No matter how he adjusted, he had to step on the sharp stalagmites in western Zhejiang.

"Puff" the sound of stalagmites piercing the skin, "Ah" the sound of the jonin screaming, these stalagmites are quite insidious, the distance between each other is only the width of a finger, no matter how you dodge, you are destined to step on several stalagmites. The weight of a ninja is enough for the stalagmites to pierce the soles of the feet and come out from the instep.

The two feet of the jonin instantly turned into blood gourds pierced by stalagmites. But he couldn't fall down yet, he had to insist on standing, otherwise if he fell down, his body would also be pierced by these stalagmites.

Both of his feet were badly injured, and the weight of his body was on them, causing him to almost faint from the pain, but he had no choice but to do so. He instantly turned into a crouching seahorse, shaking all over.

"Fuck, Ichiro, well done, it couldn't be better." How would Ichiro attack? Fengjian had never thought about this question. After all, Ichiro was a straightforward person, and sneak attacks were not something he would do. The most likely thing was to jump out of the ground and start fighting.

I didn't expect that when an honest person is scheming, he won't give anyone a chance to resist. Around the jonin who used the instant body technique, there were sharp stalagmites everywhere. Which old bastard taught Ichiro to use it in such a sinister way, and the Tulong spear had the effect of a caltrop.

Unable to dodge, unable to avoid, unable to withstand, it is so incredible when an honest person plots against others.

"Ghost step, a sword through the heart." Nobuko rushed over on his horse, and his strange body-flash technique left an afterimage in the air. He thrust out his sword, and the senior ninja, who had become a nobody because of his leg injury, was pierced through the heart by the sword.

"Tsk, he's still a jonin, but that's it, no sense of accomplishment at all" Nobuko complained. It's true that Nobuko got the head of this jonin, and in terms of contribution, Ichiro deserves 90%.

"Hehehe, brother Ichiro, I'm sorry for offending you in the past. Please forgive me and don't bear a grudge against me." Fengjian rubbed his hands and walked forward with a mean tone. He had to smile apologetically. Ichiro had a tendency to become evil, and if he doted on Fengjian from time to time, Fengjian felt like he would vomit to death.