Naruto: Blood Mist Escape

Murayama Yuto had a smile on his face, and was very indifferent to the matter of life and death. After a slight pause, he continued:

"Wuxin, many ninjas died in this mission. I remember that there was a classmate of yours named Momochi Zabuza, right?"

"Momochi Zabuza? Oh, yes."

Wuxin couldn't help but sneer when he heard the name of his only classmate Zabuza Momochi.

Murayama Yuto's eyes were complicated, and he said in a deep voice:

"His father, Momochiji, was a top assassin in the Hidden Mist Village. He also died in this mission..."

"what?"

Wuxin was a little surprised. He didn't know about Zabuza Momochi's situation. He didn't expect that Zabuza was also a descendant of a jonin and a top assassin. Hearing this introduction, he could feel the power of this jonin Momochi.

"It seems that Zabuza Momochi and I have the same problem, hehe..."

Wuxin's tone was somewhat self-deprecating.

After killing his deskmate during the graduation exam, Zabuza Momochi went mad, and then killed all his classmates, hoping to change the exam system by himself.

Now that I think about it, no matter how crazy, cruel, or twisted Momochi Zabuza was, he was actually just a poor victim of the blood mist policy. It seemed meaningless for me to resent him for killing my classmates.

Since the graduation exam, Wuxin has not seen Zabuza again, and he doesn't know how the village dealt with Zabuza.

Wu Xin felt relieved by this classmate who had suffered the same fate as him. The interest in murder hidden in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he lost interest in killing him.

Seeing that Wuxin's mental state had improved, Yuto Murayama heaved a sigh of relief. After learning about the rare large number of ninja deaths in the village, Yuto Murayama noticed the names of Wuxin's parents among the victims.

Worried about what was going on, Murayama Yuto climbed over the wall and came to Wuxin's house. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Wuxin slumped on the ground, looking dazed and absent-minded.

The experienced Murayama Yuto's purpose was to chat with Wuxin and serve as a companion. As a person who has experienced this, he knows these things very well.

“Things have passed, and what we should do is look to the future.

Wuxin, do you want to learn the ninjutsu that only a jonin can master?"

The jonin, Murayama Yuto, saw through everything and understood that the young men at that time mostly wanted to become stronger.

"A ninjutsu that only a jonin can master?"

Wuxin turned his head with some surprise and looked at Murayama Yuto, and became interested.

Ninjutsu that can only be mastered by a jonin must be above level B. The level of a ninjutsu corresponds to the difficulty of learning. Although the level does not necessarily represent the power, the more difficult the ninjutsu is to learn, the more effects it often has, the larger it is, and the more complex it is.

Wuxin is already very proficient in C-level ninjutsu, but his parents only know very few B-level and above ninjutsu, and Wuxin himself doesn't know if he can learn advanced ninjutsu.

"Not bad, a jonin-level ninjutsu."

Murayama Yuto stood up and walked to the big tree planted in the yard.

At this moment, Wuxin has no worries, no sense of security, and is confused and eager to become stronger. However, due to the limitations of his body and age, he wants to become stronger but cannot become stronger quickly, which shows his inner torment and helplessness.

For Wuxin at this moment, Murayama Hayato's words were like a ray of light shining into his closed heart, soothing his anxiety.

Wuxin slowly stood up, walked behind Murayama Yuto, and waited for instruction.

"I can vaguely see the traces of being trampled by foot soles. Wuxin, have you completed the tree climbing training?"

Murayama Yuto observed the big tree and saw a sunken mark on the tree that looked like a foot. Judging from the size of the mark, it must be the boy's foot.

Murayama Yuto understood in his heart why Wuxin was able to perform C-level ninjutsu that was not suitable for his age, complete tree climbing training, and have fine chakra control.

"Yes, when I was a child, I completed the tree climbing practice under the guidance of my father and mother. It was a very interesting practice and it was my favorite sport at that time."

Wuxin replied softly, Wuxin, who had just cultivated chakra in his childhood, completed the tree climbing training not long after. It was both interesting and could enhance the chakra experience.

"I see. So, have you ever practiced treading water?"

"I'm done. When climbing trees no longer presented a challenge, my father and mother taught me the practice of treading water. Well, it's a very interesting practice."

I don't want to answer honestly and tell you everything I know.

"I see, he even completed the water treading training... No wonder he can learn so many ninjutsu, he is indeed a genius."

Murayama Yuto felt a little emotional. Climbing trees and treading water for training, climbing trees to a high place carries the risk of falling, while treading water carries the risk of drowning. Since a ninja school teacher has dozens of students and cannot take care of them all, most ninja schools do not teach these for safety reasons.

There are many ways to increase chakra control. Climbing trees and treading water are more practical. They are usually taught by the graduated Genin to guide the Jonin in a one-on-three situation.

Chakra has many functions, and rough use can easily lead to chakra waste and dissipation. Strengthening chakra control, saving chakra, and using chakra more delicately are extremely important for ninjas.

After understanding Wuxin's situation, Murayama Yuto touched his chin and thought about the teaching content. After a long silence, he said in a deep voice:

"Wuxin, you have excellent chakra control. You have also mastered a lot of water-style ninjutsu, but you lack offensive techniques.

Today, I will teach you a Jonin-level offensive water-style ninjutsu."

As Murayama Yuto spoke, he looked around and observed the yard of Wuxin's house.

“Well, this is not a good place to perform, or your family will suffer. Follow me.”

After a brief observation, Yuto Murayama decided to change places and turned away.

"Yes!"

Wu Xin answered respectfully, and followed Murayama Yuto with some anticipation.

The two men left the house and walked through the village until they came to a remote forest. There were many wooden stakes with vital parts of the human body painted on them on the edge of the forest. Not far away there was a stream flowing, making a sound of rushing water.

"Wuxin, watch carefully."

Murayama Yuto stood not far from the stream, admonishing Wuxin with a serious look on his face.

"Ok!"

Wuxin was concentrating his attention, staring at his teacher, Murayama Hayato.

There was a wave of chakra from Murayama Yuto's body, and he began to form seals with his hands. He did it very slowly to ensure that Wuxin could see it clearly and remember it.

As Murayama Yuto formed seals, he exuded a growing pressure, and the stream beside him seemed to be boiling and bubbles appeared. Finally, after forty-four seals, Murayama Yuto, who maintained the Rooster Seal with both hands, said softly:

"Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique!"

Along with the voice of Yuto Murayama, the water in the stream swirled and rose, and finally gathered into a dragon-shaped creature made of stream water, at least twenty meters long and two or three meters thick, which was even thicker than the water prison that Wuxin could cast.

"Roar!"

The water dragon roared and crashed into a large tree in the forest not far away.

Boom!

With the sound, a big tree fell down. The water dragon shrank by about one third and crashed into another big tree nearby. With the sound, another tree fell down.