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

The first time Neji met the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, was on the Hokage Rock.

The previous Hokage looked powerful and majestic. It was because of such Hokage that Konoha was able to develop so prosperously.

But now we are facing an unprecedented crisis.

"Charge, host! Defeat Tobirama! Cut Tobirama into pieces!"

It is a good thing that the system is full of fighting spirit, but it is a bit too much to ignore objective facts.

"Do you think I look like I can defeat Tobirama?"

The feeling of suicide and homicide is always different. The same is true for meeting and before meeting.

The information we have now is that when Tobirama releases Flying Thunder God, the space will fluctuate. This technique has not yet been perfected by Tobirama, and there is still room for improvement in the recognition of the main body.

The biggest flaw is the moment when the clone is distorted.

It's really ironic that the former Konoha genius and elite jonin can't even beat Tobirama's water clone now.

Tobirama is not like others, he is much stronger.

When dealing with the Senju tribe before, he had used the Gentle Fist, and as long as he covered it up well, it would not be discovered. But Tobirama was different, and other things that were not flaws - even if it was just the prototype of the Gentle Fist, it would inevitably make him suspicious.

The tragic way in which the five Uchiha died that night was not known to the two Uchiha brothers.

"Even if I can use the soft fist, I won't be his opponent."

What's more, now that only basic ninjutsu can be used.

As night fell, we followed the team through the mountains. Birds and beasts fled, sensing the danger before humans did.

The so-called enumeration method is not suitable for human practice.

Even if you want to do it, it is enough to just get it done on paper.

Hyuga Neji has crossed the red line, but now, he can only stand on the other side of the red line and look at the scenery on this side.

There must be some flaw that he hasn't discovered.

It was only the second duel, and Neji's movements were much more skilled. In each of the previous duels, he never forgot the superb swordsmanship of Senju Tobirama. Water escape would only be a countermeasure to overwhelm Uchiha, not everything.

Izuna relies too much on the Sharingan.

The almost unobservable Flying Thunder God seemed to be tailor-made for the Uchiha.

"Curse yourself for not having the Sharingan!"

As fate would have it, the curse did not fall on Tobirama himself, but on the Uchiha clan members who were using the Sharingan.

Even the movement of rushing forward seemed to be easier than last time.

"Host, let's keep up the good work!"

This time, the boy closed his eyes, exhausted and praying for the next time.

Just a little bit short. If he wanted to push Izuna away instead of blocking the knife, he would need to be faster.

A little faster, just a little faster!

But Neji knew that this little bit was the gap between him and Tobirama.

It seems like the heart has been penetrated too many times.

Neji covered his chest with his hands and heard Izuna's concerned voice.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

As far as Izuna could remember, Neji didn't have any wound on his chest.

No, not that.

That was a hideous and horrific wound, but it didn't seem like a penetrating wound that could be caused by a human.

That should be a birthmark! Izumi thought: If it is really such a serious injury, how can it be healed? ! This is beyond the limit of human self-healing.

Only Hashirama of the Senju family could do that - but with his strong physique, there would be no scars at all.

"Thanks for your connection, Izuna-nii-nii."

"I'm fine."

The boy shook his head obediently, picked up the snacks and tea, and walked down the corridor he had walked over and over again.

He wanted to walk slower so that the bad future would arrive slower.

But on second thought, no matter how slowly he walked, nothing would change because of his choice.

Just like time and time again before it.

Do it again, just once more.

Thinking this, Neji quickened his pace again.

For no reason, Neji suddenly remembered a training session that Sensei Gai had with them when they had just graduated from the Ninja Academy.

At that time, Xiao Li had not yet turned into a green frog. He had thick pigtails and wore a white training suit with a red edge.

Might Guy ran in the front, shouting at the top of his voice. He said nothing except a broken voice: "Follow me! Don't fall behind!"

The teacher's voice was full of youthful passion. At that time, Neji just felt that this person was unreliable - the teachers of other teams were all very serious in teaching their students, but the guiding jonin of his own class was like this.

Thinking this, he ran after the teacher with dissatisfaction.

Might Guy ran very fast, but not to the level of a short-distance race - it wasn't tiring, but it was torturous.

The man just ran in front, leaving behind a back view not much bigger than a sesame seed for the students behind him.

"Follow me, don't fall behind."

From sunrise in the morning to sunset in the evening.

From being relaxed to having legs full of lead.

The first one to give up is not Tiantian.

But Li.

Confusion about the road ahead and fear of running without end swept over my whole body at once.

"Teacher Kai, where are we going to? And when will this end?"

Xiao Li's voice was weak and trembling, revealing unspeakable despair.

At that time, I snorted coldly, seeming to not care - is it just to this extent?

It only took Rock Lee a second to regroup, shouting loudly, "I must defeat you," and started moving again.

The fear of the unknown is naturally terrifying.

He is now also caught in an endless run - dying again and again, restarting again and again, but not knowing where the end is.

It's terrifying, no doubt about it.

But what is more terrifying than this is being alone.

Lost in the torrent of time, only his own time is moving forward. Everything around him is repeating endlessly, but it is Neji himself who presses the restart button.

"Host, host, new mission steps have been updated!"

Add to that the system 001 which has nothing to do with the word reliable.

Ningji sighed, and felt as if a breath of foul air was stuck in his chest, pressing on him and making it difficult for him to breathe.

Since there is no progress anyway, why not take a look at the task steps given by the system?

"Please kill all the Uchiha clan members except Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Izuna."

Regret, regret from the bottom of my heart.

Neji shouldn't have wanted to know what the so-called mission steps were.

When you think the future is bad enough, look at the system!

The future will be worse.

"Please don't look down on 001 and his mission steps, host!"

001 began to emphasize again how great his mission steps were—even though he had doubted this before.

001, a double standard well-known in the ninja world.

But the lingering breath seemed to become weaker, with only a faint trace of it remaining in its original place.

If he could just go a little further, it seems he could try again.

Hopefully this is the last time.

The boy prayed countless times.

Even though he himself could not imagine a successful future. The object of prayer cannot be believed by the one who prays.

The blade is facing forward, with the back of the knife facing backward. The clone in front of him is just a clone.

Veins popped up around the whites of his eyes: left hand, right hand, abdomen, left foot, right foot…

The suppression of the strong in strength is gradually made up by the frequency.

All of Tobirama's movements were accurately seen by the Byakugan - what the next move would be, how much the wrist would bend, from which direction the blade would come...

Finally, before being stabbed by the sword for the forty-seventh time, the time difference arrived as expected.

Just knowing, just understanding, just meeting is not enough to defend against - the gap between them cannot be made up by dozens of times.

If it were an ordinary family, it would take at least a year and a half to practice.

Maybe it's genius, or maybe the feeling of death is just too bad.

The boy leaned sideways, dodging the attack that had not yet been launched, and unsurprisingly caught the confusion in the eyes of Tobirama's water clone.

This is like a formula. For Neji, if he does this, he will get this result.

And what follows is a change called a butterfly, which may be good or bad.

Among countless possibilities, this was the only one chosen.

The man was surprised, and before his figure flashed, he revealed the flaw under his arm - he raised it too high, and facing Neji's attack, his defense would only miss it.

The upper body was cut open and turned into liquid, which dripped into the forest, just like a light rain.

Neji's long black hair flew up, and he appeared in front of Tobirama's real body. Flying Thunder God was already formed, and in just a blink of an eye, the blade brushed past the boy's long hair.

The black hair fell, and the two were safe. It was still in shock, one standing and one lying, and they landed on the other side of the river bank.

"Huh...huh..."

Neji's eyes widened in disbelief. He looked at Izuna who was still breathing beside him, and touched his chest again.

It's dry.

There is no smell of blood either.

Time was started and started moving forward again.

"Host!!!! Wuuuuuu!!! Finally! Finally!"

001 cried with joy.

But this is not the end, this is just the first step.

Tobirama's face turned cold. The person who came was not using water escape technique, but a long sword that was flashing with cold light.