Naruto: Blood Mist Escape

夜晚

In the occupied house of Konoha stronghold, Mushin, Murayama Yuto, and Takami Yoshiyuki were sitting in front of a campfire. Several wooden forks on the campfire were skewered with various river fish and game.

After Wuxin and others successfully eliminated the first stronghold half a month ago, they ran into trouble at the second stronghold. The Uchiha senior ninja at that stronghold was unable to do anything to anyone, and the situation became deadlocked.

Fortunately, there was a medical expert named Wuxin in the Kirigakure ninja team. Among the Genin who followed him, only one Genin from Murayama Yuto's team was killed, and the rest were rescued from the brink of death by Wuxin.

In the past half month, the battle for the stronghold had been a tug-of-war. Wuxin and the Uchiha Jonin had fought back and forth five times, and he had come to understand the power of the Sharingan.

The clone techniques of the Genin were useless in front of the Sharingan. The heartless water instantaneous body could not kill him at all without the help of mist.

The Sharingan seems to be able to predict Wuxin's movements and can always avoid Wuxin's attacks just in time.

During this period of fighting, Wuxin and others also confirmed the scale of the Konoha ninjas in the stronghold. It was roughly three ninja teams with one captain, 3X4+1, a total of thirteen people guarding one stronghold.

In the Uchiha Jonin team, two were eliminated by Wuxin in the first battle, leaving a Konoha Ninja captain who was good at wind escape. The two of them cooperated with each other, the wind escape ninja broke the Mist Hidden Technique, and the Uchiha Jonin was responsible for destroying the enemy.

Wuxin's ninjutsu information was seen through by the Uchiha Jonin. Those Konoha ninjas were now in a very cowardly state. They either hid in the houses to avoid the rain or launched a counterattack before it rained.

After fighting back and forth for half a month, Wuxin and the others finally realized that it would be difficult to break through their stronghold relying on just a few of them.

"The game from the Fire Country is really good. The pheasant is almost cooked."

Murayama Yuto held a wooden fork in his hand, sprinkled seasoning on the ingredients on the fork, and kept turning them over. Murayama Yuto didn't seem to care at all about the obstruction of the attack. As the leader of the team, he led Wuxin and others to a stalemate with the Konoha ninja on the opposite side.

"The fish is almost cooked."

Wuxin answered, holding a wooden fork with a fish on it in his hand.

"They saw through Wuxin's jutsu and knew that Wuxin was good at perception. Now that it's drizzling outside, I'm afraid they won't attack tonight."

Takami Yoshiyuki was holding a ninja sword, and the bonfire shone on his face, making his complexion look a little gloomy.

Wu Xin took the grilled fish off the fork, put it in the basin beside him, and said softly:

"Lord Mizukage asked us to destroy the Konoha ninjas and raid the Fire Country stronghold. Wouldn't it be a bit bad if we stopped just because we encountered a small setback?"

After Wuxin finished speaking, he took out a piece of grilled fish from the basin and started to eat it.

Murayama Yuto shook the wooden fork in his hand, then put the food on the fork into the bowl, and said while busying himself:

"Among the Konoha ninjas and Uchiha ninjas I have fought, I have never encountered such a difficult guy.

The Uchiha are famous in the ninja world for their fire escape and shuriken techniques, but I thought their bloodline limit Sharingan was just a legend.

I didn't expect to run into the Uchiha elite. This bloodline limit is so troublesome.

We are evenly matched, neither of us can defeat the other, so we should just hold out here, and this will also help the village."

Wuxin was chewing on the fish, and when he heard this, he looked up at his teacher, Murayama Yuto.

Although Wuxin always thought that Murayama Yuto was a coward, he would attack with heavy punches against rookie ninjas, and avoid fighting against difficult ninjas.

However, no one expected that in this context of the entire Kirigakure Village joining in the fight, Murayama Yuto would still maintain this style, slacking off as much as he could, wasting time as much as he could, not seeking to achieve anything, and having an attitude of surviving to the end.

Wuxin finally understood at this moment that these ninjas who had been able to live to the age of thirty or forty in the Hidden Mist Village were actually very shrewd and clever.

The average age of ninjas is about 30 years old. My teacher is almost 40 years old, which is far beyond the average life expectancy.

"Teacher, you are right. We have held back a Konoha ninja unit. Although we cannot defeat them, they can't do anything to us either.

As long as we wait for the right opportunity, we will surely find an opportunity to wipe them out completely."

Gao Jianyixing smiled when he heard this, put down the ninja sword he was holding, picked up a roast chicken, and said while sprinkling the ingredients:

"It's good that you have this understanding. Our former companions have all died in various missions.

Among them, there are many excellent and powerful ninjas like you. However, the one who survives to the end is the winner.

The reason why Yuto and I were able to survive for so long in the several Ninja World Wars was because..."

"Ahem! Yixing, don't talk too much about this kind of thing. Wuxin can understand it. It's enough to just understand this kind of thing."

Murayama Yuto was chewing his food, interrupting Takami Yoshiyuki's words, and turned to Wuxin and continued:

"The battle of ninjas never ends. We cannot win every battle.

This kind of small local battle will not affect the overall situation. We just need to faithfully carry out the orders of Lord Mizukage.

In this kind of battle, there is no need for us to kill them all, and there is no need to fight for it.

If you keep fighting, you will die sooner or later."

"Yes, I understand."

Wuxin couldn't help but smile when he heard that and answered softly.

He was promoted to a jonin and his fighting power increased dramatically. The two teachers' attention and closeness to him increased again. He did not want Wuxin to be wasted in such a meaningless war.

Although they didn't explicitly tell Wuxin to just do it for the sake of showing it, their words and actions expressed this idea. Judging from the situation, they seemed to be planning to stay here for a while.

They had the credit for taking down the stronghold, so no one could accuse them of not trying their best.

The three of them stopped talking and enjoyed their dinner with relish.

After Wuxin finished his meal, he took out some oil paper, packed up some fish, pheasants and other game, stood up and said softly:

"I'll patrol the sentry post and get a feel for the surroundings."

"Ah."

"Go."

Murayama Yuto and Takami Yoshiyuki replied quietly.

Wuxin nodded, walked out of the house and inspected the guard posts in the stronghold.

The stronghold was not big. After about ten minutes, Wuxin had completed the inspection and slowly came to the last sentry post, the gate tower on the north side of the stronghold.

On the top of the North Village Gate Tower, Hei Chu Qingye, Goju Saburo, and Baotian Xuehan gathered together, eating rice balls and enjoying their dinner.

Wu Xin jumped onto the tower and saw the three kids having a meal. He said softly:

"Hey, look what I brought you."

After saying that, he took out the oil paper bag, walked forward and spread it in front of several people.

"Wow, grilled fish."

“Roast chicken!”

"I like the fish grilled by the captain the most!"

The three of them suddenly felt that the rice balls in their hands were no longer fragrant, so they grabbed the game and started to devour it.

"Haha, don't worry, there's still a lot of time."

Seeing this, Wuxin smiled and said something comforting, then walked to the fence of the village gate and looked outside.

There is not much rainfall in the Fire Country in the autumn. The rain tonight is natural rainfall, not caused by unintentional magic.

Wu Xin listened to the sound of dripping rain, slowly formed seals with his hands, and silently chanted in his heart:

"Rain sensing technique!"