Naruto: The hardworking model who realizes his dream is actually the white moonlight of the ninja wo

The distant mysterious forest is full of towering trees, which are closely connected to each other, like a paradise.

The sunlight shines through the gaps between the lush leaves, casting countless colorful shadows, like the colorful skirt of a fairy dancing, gorgeous and charming.

This forest has a unique landscape, silent and quiet, as if hiding countless secrets.

The cliff stands in the middle of the forest, just as the moon is setting and the sun is rising.

The two ninjas moved quickly through the forest like ghosts, their movements were agile and their moves were fierce. For a moment, the swords flashed and the leaves flew everywhere.

The sound of wind mixed with the sound of metal hitting and branches burning filled the entire forest.

The ninja in white clothes and black hair waved a sharp samurai sword, and the blade light flashed like lightning across the sky.

Every movement is full of power and speed, and it's chilling just to watch.

Thunder and lightning are the source of his power, the flashes mixed with the chirping of birds, every move is deadly.

With a sharp bird cry, the blade leaped down from the treetop like a white lightning, and the samurai sword drew a dazzling arc in the air.

Each of Sasuke's attacks was full of power and speed, and his swordsmanship was like a storm, trying to break Uchiha Itachi's defense in one fell swoop.

Of course, this is impossible.

Uchiha Itachi's figure was like a snake emerging from a cave, and he cleverly resolved Sasuke's attacks every time.

Although his movements seemed light, each and every one of them was the accumulation of half a lifetime of talent. Every counterattack forced Sasuke to readjust his strategy.

"My stupid brother!"

Itachi called out softly, completely lacking the tenderness he had shown to the white-eyed boy just now.

A ninja wielding a katana, in a quick attack, instantly points the blade towards the opponent's chest.

A ninja is someone who can always quickly find the best defensive position when facing an enemy, use stillness to overcome movement, and wait for the opportunity to counterattack.

As the blades were swung, a gleam of light could be vaguely seen in their eyes, as if they could see into each other's minds.

Itachi dodged the opponent's attacks flexibly, and at the same time released fire escape at the right time to disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

Even during the defense process, he found an opportunity to counterattack and knocked the enemy down in one fell swoop.

All of this was accomplished in a flash, and without extraordinary adaptability and superb skills it would have been impossible to achieve such a level of stalemate.

Sasuke is good at judging the battlefield situation in an instant, finding the enemy's weaknesses, and launching attacks at lightning speed.

It was this flexible and changeable tactic that enabled the young man to win victory on the battlefield time and time again.

In the mysterious world of ninja, defense is not limited to passive response, it is also a proactive strategy to win, just like retreating to advance in Go and hearing thunder in silence.

Only by looking for opportunities to attack while defending can you truly become invincible.

During the years of searching for Itachi, Uchiha Sasuke practiced tirelessly and studied the art of defense in depth, hoping to turn the tide and reverse the situation at the critical moment.

It is both attack and defense.

Not only offense, but also defense.

The white-blade dancer is as nimble as a swallow and his attacks are as fast as lightning. He either tumbles gracefully above the treetops or moves lightly across the ground.

He took advantage of his speed and agility to frequently create opportunities to attack the city.

However, Uchiha Itachi was as calm as water, and every time he attacked, he hoped that every move would be fatal.

The white-clad ninja has great agility, and he somersaults and leaps on the battlefield like a ghost, with the samurai sword in his hand looking like a blood-drinking Shura.

Every attack makes the enemy feel that death is approaching.

The sword flashed like lightning, the cold wind howled, and the sharp blade seemed to cut through the sky and sever the entanglement of fate.

They were moving back and forth in the woods, fighting fiercely and it was difficult to tell who would win.

The white-clothed boy's samurai sword was accidentally entangled by Shadow's short stick, and the two men's weapons were tightly intertwined.

Even if he tried to break free, his opponent was no ordinary ninja.

But it was Uchiha Itachi.

The kunai in his hand seemed to have life, locking his sword tightly.

Under the moonlight, the forest presents a mysterious atmosphere. The outlines of the trees are outlined by the moonlight, as if it is a faint ink painting. At the moment of sunrise, the air is filled with a quiet and tense atmosphere.

On the treetops in the distance, an owl quietly watched everything around it, as if it was the guardian of this forest. Occasionally, a breeze blew, and the leaves rustled, as if whispering some secrets.

The grass under my feet was wet, and the dew was gleaming faintly on the blades of grass. I took every step carefully, for fear of breaking the tranquility. The insects seemed to have sensed the coming changes, and they stopped chirping, but quietly waited for the moment of sunrise.

Suddenly, a faint dawn appeared on the eastern horizon. The sky began to gradually brighten, and the shadow of the moon slowly disappeared. As time passed, the sun gradually rose, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the earth, and the tense atmosphere in the forest was gradually dissipated. The birds began to sing happily, composing a beautiful melody for the new day.

Life is joyful, but some people are not necessarily happy.

For example, the ninjas between life and death.

Finally, when the battle reached its climax, Uchiha Itachi seized an opportunity of his opponent's weakness and launched a powerful fire escape.

The blazing fire rose into the sky like a fire dragon, instantly illuminating the forest under the night sky as bright as day. The orange-red flames licked the dry branches and fallen leaves, making crackling sounds, as if a grand carnival party was taking place. The fire spread rapidly, forming a huge sea of ​​fire, and billowing smoke filled the air, suffocating people.

The white-clothed ninja holding a samurai sword was unable to dodge and was hit in the vitals. He felt a sharp pain and almost died.

At the critical moment, Sasuke relied on the instinct he had cultivated over the years to lean his body back and avoid the fatal blow.

He took the opportunity to free the katana from the restraint of the fire escape technique, then quickly retreated, putting some distance between himself and Itachi.

There is no possibility of winning against the opponent's Fire Style.

Now it's just Fire Release, Amaterasu, Moon, Susanoo...

The situation was far worse than Sasuke could have imagined.

Both of them's breathing became rapid, but their eyes were full of respect for each other.

Knowing that the opportunity had been lost, he decided to make a desperate attempt to turn the tide of the war.

So, holding the samurai sword tightly in his hand, he widened his eyes and stared at Uchiha Itachi, waiting for the next opportunity to attack.

At this moment, he was like a sleeping giant, brewing amazing energy.

Uchiha Itachi did not dare to slack off at all and was closely alert to the final attack that the opponent was brewing.

The resurrected ninja was concentrating fully, observing every subtle movement of his opponent, knowing that this was a matter of life and death and that no mistakes could be made.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, like the brightest stars in the night sky. He stared at the opponent closely, waiting for the opportunity to strike and win.

The ground beneath his feet seemed to have solidified, and his breathing became slow. The short stick ninja tried his best to sense everything around him, looking for the enemy's flaws.

At this moment, time is like slow-flowing water, and every move of the enemy is vividly seen. The samurai sword ninja exerts all his strength, and the fatal blow is as powerful as thunder.

At that moment, the years were like a dream, the sword danced in the sky, shattering the starry sky. The stealth killer, silent and invisible, hid in the wind.

At a glance, the ninja sword flashed, as fast as lightning, and broke through the air.

A fight between life and death, every move is thrilling, the air is filled with tension, the sword will seal the victory or defeat, who will be the master of this contest?

In a flash, the ninja holding a samurai sword drew his sword, and his gust of wind-like figure stirred up a cloud of dust. His counterattack was earth-shattering and shocking.

It's time to decide the winner

Both parties danced gracefully under the moonlight, and there was murderous intent hidden in their moves.

This is not a fight between brothers.

Swords flashed, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

Even the birds and beasts dared not make the slightest sound. They folded their wings and hid aside.

In the forest, it was so quiet that one could hear the passage of time. The wind gently blew through the leaves, making a slight rustling sound. The sun shone through the dense treetops, casting mottled light and shadows. However, what was out of tune with this peaceful atmosphere was the sudden sound of fighting.

The sounds of fighting echoed through the woods, sometimes fierce, sometimes quiet. Every collision was accompanied by the breaking of branches and the flying of fallen leaves. It was as if two beasts were fighting desperately for survival, or two ninjas were fighting fiercely for the past. But there was no figure of the fighters, only the sound intertwined in the air, making people's heartstrings tense.

As the sound got closer, a tense atmosphere spread. One could feel the air around them freeze, waiting for the outcome of the fight. The forest remained silent, as if silently witnessing it all.

The past time is always past time.

If you don't let the past be the past, the future will never come.

"You're going to kill me. Sasuke."

The weasel squatted on the branch, like a black crow.

But he was dead.

Died by... suicide.

Uchiha Sasuke could never kill him.

"Do not..."

But his stupid brother laughed.

"You're wrong, Itachi."

He didn't come here this time to kill Uchiha Itachi or anything else.

Perhaps, this was true at the beginning.

"At this point, you lose, Itachi."

As the night gradually fades away, the darkness slowly dissipates and a faint light emerges on the horizon.

This light was like a signal before dawn. Gradually, it became brighter and brighter, and the shadows of the night were gradually dispelled. The sky gradually changed from deep black to dark blue, then to light blue, and finally, a fresh blue sky appeared before our eyes.

As the day approaches, everything begins to wake up, and the birds sing happily, as if celebrating the beginning of a new day.

The morning breeze gently rustled the leaves, and the flowers slowly opened their petals, exuding a charming fragrance.

The sun gradually rises, and the warm sunlight shines on the earth, bringing vitality and vigor to everything.

"Hmph, who is the more stupid one..."

Foolish brother, Sasuke will remember this name for the rest of his life.