Naruto: Blood Mist Escape

Kirigakure

early morning

Wuxin strode into the Shuiying Building and went straight to the Shuiying Building office on the fourth floor.

Outside the Mizukage's office, two masked ANBU on duty stretched out their hands and stopped Wuxin. The ANBU stopped him without saying a word, silently refusing.

Wu Xin had no expression on his face and said in a cold voice: "I want to meet the Mizukage."

"The Mizukage-sama is not seeing anyone today."

The ANBU on the right side of the door spoke in the same indifferent tone as before.

He said the same thing four times in a row when he met the Mizukage, which made Wuxin angry. He frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes, and said in an increasingly cold tone:

"I have something important to discuss with the Mizukage. You can't afford to delay me."

Ever since Murayama Youxin returned home last night, the atmosphere in Murayama's house made Wuxin feel endlessly emotional. He wondered how painful it was for the parents of those students who were killed.

Thinking that the Mizukage might indeed be manipulated, Wuxin could no longer bear it and insisted on asking the Mizukage for clarity.

The Anbu on the left side of the door said coldly: "No matter what the matter is, the Mizukage is gone. If it is really important, you can report it to us and we will relay it for you."

The arrogant Anbu was furious: "You're looking for death!"

"Come in!" Wuxin had just put his hand on the thunder knife on his back when the voice of Mizukage came from the office.

The two Anbu on duty also held the hilts on their backs. After hearing the words of the Mizukage, the Anbu on the right still maintained a defensive posture, while the Anbu on the left slowly opened the door.

Wuxin glanced at the two of them expressionlessly, as if he wanted to remember their features, then snorted coldly and strode into the Mizukage's office.

The Fourth Mizukage was sitting on an office chair, holding a pen in his hand, seemingly working at his desk. Behind the chair, on the left and right, there were two Anbu guards.

"The Yondaime..."

Wu Xin bowed slightly in greeting and simply saluted.

Mizukage Yagura said calmly, "You're here, just in time for me to find you."

Looking for me? Wu Xin was slightly stunned, temporarily suppressed the questioning of Xue Wu, and asked: "Looking for me? What's the matter?"

Mizukage Yagura said softly with an expressionless face:

“Only two students graduated from yesterday’s graduation exam.

I'm sure you've read the announcement, right? Mangetsu Kizuki's crimes are serious, so I threw him into the Anbu for punishment.

Another graduate, Yushin Murayama, the son of Yuto, must be familiar to you.

Your team is missing one person, let Murayama join your team and train him well. "

Wuxin frowned slightly and looked at Yagura's face carefully. Yagura also looked at Wuxin quietly with an expressionless face.

Staring at other people's cheeks all the time, especially at Wuxin, a subordinate, is extremely rude.

However, Wuxin came here to question and didn't care about etiquette. After some observation, the numb Yagura was able to allow Wuxin to confirm that there was something unusual.

In the past, Yagura would have definitely questioned or scolded him for such rude scrutiny, but now, Yagura had a calm and indifferent expression on his face from beginning to end.

"Can..."

Wuxin nodded slightly and accepted the task. Murayama Youxin was also the disciple that Wuxin wanted to recruit.

"However, Mizukage-sama, you once promised me that you would end the blood mist in three years, and now it's already the fourth year!

The fourth batch of Blood Mist students graduated, and a tragic massacre occurred throughout the school.

Lord Mizukage, I would like to ask, when will the blood mist end? "

"I know what I'm doing. Go down." Yagura said with a cold expression, shaking his hands.

Wuxin saw this and thought: Mizukage Yagura must be manipulated, and there are two guards behind him. Maybe I can knock them down and forcefully inject chakra into Mizukage Yagura to help the Mizukage break the illusion!

Wuxin, who had made up his mind, did not react to the Mizukage's avoidance and order to leave. He bowed slightly and responded respectfully, then said softly:

"Understood, Mizukage-sama. I have encountered some problems while practicing the Water Mirror Technique. I would like to ask you to help me see if there is any problem with my practice of the Water Mirror Technique."

Wuxin said this, took out a scroll from the tactical pocket of his vest, and strode forward.

"stop!"

He had just taken two steps when the guard on the right behind the Mizukage stretched out his hand to stop him.

Wuxin turned a deaf ear and continued forward with the scroll in his right hand.

The third step is to be about five meters away from the water shadow and then force a breakthrough.

"Stop it, heartless."

The guard on the left behind the Mizukage spoke out to stop him. His voice was very low and had an indescribable magic.

Among all the Anbu before, no one had ever been able to make Wuxin feel pressured, but after this Anbu finished speaking to stop him, Wuxin inexplicably felt fear in his heart and stopped in his tracks.

Wuxin looked up at the Anbu who was speaking. This man was wearing ordinary Anbu uniform and a Kirigakure-style mask. After his eyes met Wuxin's, two red lights lit up at the eye holes of his mask.

"Sharingan!?" Wuxin exclaimed in his heart. He recognized the man's eyes at a glance. They were the Uchiha clan's Sharingan.

[The red light in the ANBU's eyes became more and more eerie, dyeing the entire room red. The Mizukage and irrelevant ANBU all disappeared, leaving only Wuxin and this mysterious Sharingan ninja in the room.

The red light shrank into ropes, binding Wuxin's entire body.

The bound Wuxin had no expression on his face. He looked away at the floor and asked coldly, "Who are you!?"

"Anbu team leader, codename Jellyfish." The Sharingan Anbu replied in a cold tone.

“A very powerful Sharingan, it does have some power!

But... it's not enough to restrain me!"

Wuxin said indifferently, biting the tip of his tongue without hesitation, and the red ropes that bound Wuxin completely disappeared under the stinging pain. 】

In the Mizukage's office, Wuxin swallowed the blood on the tip of his tongue. The Sharingan illusion was difficult to break with conventional methods, but Wuxin, who was also good at illusions and had fought against Sharingan illusions before, was already familiar with breaking Sharingan illusions.

Although the Sharingan's illusion is powerful, it cannot kill instantly against an illusion master of Wuxin's level.

Even without intentionally using ordinary illusion-breaking methods, the Golden Binding Illusion can be broken.

Wuxin already knew who the person in front of him was. He didn't expect that Uchiha Obito actually disguised himself as an Anbu and personally guarded the Mizukage Yagura. With Uchiha Obito interfering, Wuxin wanted to forcefully break through the defense and inject chakra into the Mizukage to break the illusion, which might be a bit difficult.

"Farewell!"

Wuxin's mind was full of thoughts, but in reality it was only a moment. After the illusion confrontation, Wuxin squeezed out two words indifferently, turned around and left quickly.

Mizukage Yagura still had no expression on his face, cold and calm. The Anbu guards behind him watched Wuxin leave quietly and said softly:

“I thought I knew enough about this person, but I didn’t expect that he could break my spell so easily.

He is a rare talent... People like him should be accepted into the organization."

Uchiha Obito was talking to himself, but the Anbu and Mizukage beside him seemed not to hear him and were as quiet as puppets.

Mizukage Yagura calmly picked up the paper and pen and started writing and drawing again.