Naruto: Blood Mist Escape

early morning

In the training ground forest south of the Hidden Mist Village, Wuxin, with sweat on his forehead, jumped down from a tree and came to the training ground sign at the edge of the forest.

"B2 training ground? This should be C3 training ground, what's going on?"

Wu Xin looked at the sign number on the training ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead, with confusion in his eyes.

“Murayama Yuto asked me to come to the C3 training ground, and even if the number is changed, the C3 training ground should still exist.

But C3 became B2, the original B2 training ground became A1, and the A1 training ground became A5. According to the order of searching, this should also be C3, what is going on...?"

Wuxin searched near the south training ground for nearly twenty minutes, full of doubts. He touched the bridge of his nose with his right fingers, his eyes thoughtful.

Ever since Murayama Yuto recommended Wuxin and the other two to take part in the Chunin Exam, they began a one-month special training.

After Wuxin had undergone more than half a month of special training from Murayama Yuto, after Wuxin's constant persuasion, Murayama Yuto finally agreed to start teaching illusion today.

Wuxin got up early in the morning and came for special training as agreed, but after searching for several rounds, he couldn't even find the meeting place agreed with Murayama Yuto. Not to mention the special reason for being late, Murayama Yuto, who was very strict with time, might cancel the illusion teaching because of this.

"Illusion teaching, is it an illusion? Or have I already fallen into an illusion?"

Wuxin's eyes revealed a thoughtful look. He raised his hands in front of his chin, formed the Weizhi seal, closed his eyes, and controlled the chakra fluctuations in his body.

"Illusion: solution!"

As Wuxin shouted softly, the chakra in Wuxin's body ran around irregularly under his control.

Wuxin slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sign, it was still the B2 training ground.

"It's not an illusion? I didn't sense any chakra abnormalities. Even if there are chakra abnormalities, my illusion solution should be able to break them.

Could it be that they simply changed the signboard? "

Wu Xin looked at the sign and muttered to himself.

"No, the training ground here is deserted, who would have the time to change the sign here?

Besides...Murayama Yuto can even perform A-level illusions with ease, which shows that his illusion skills are very high.

Could it be that my solution is too conventional? "

Wuxin thought for a moment, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he quickly took out a kunai from the ninja tool bag behind his waist and stabbed his thigh without hesitation.

puff!

As blood spurted from his thigh and he felt a piercing pain, Wuxin felt a sense of relief. The signboards and training ground environment in his eyes fluctuated like a mirage and turned into the C3 training ground that Wuxin was familiar with.

The jonin teacher, Murayama Yuto, was standing next to the sign, his left hand across his chest, his right hand resting on his left arm, holding a pocket watch and staring at the time.

"Is it really an illusion?!"

Wuxin was stimulated by the pain and the illusion was broken. After seeing Murayama Yuto, he did not feel a bit of joy, but a look of horror on his face.

I was tortured by this illusion for nearly twenty minutes! Compared to this, Wu Xin would rather not be able to find the designated location because the signboard was changed.

"Nine o'clock, punctual again"

Murayama Yuto, who was standing next to the signboard, met Wuxin's eyes and realized that Wuxin had broken the illusion. He complained reluctantly and slowly put away his pocket watch.

After a moment of shock, Wu Xin asked seriously:

"Teacher Yuto, what is this jutsu?"

"Ah, a C-level illusion. It's an illusion that makes people think this place is another place. It's just a trick."

Murayama Yuto's tone was somewhat disapproving.

"C-level illusion, this is not an illusion? How could such an illusion mislead me for so long?"

Wuxin originally thought it was some kind of advanced illusion, but unexpectedly it was a C-grade, Chunin-level technique, and his face looked a little ugly.

An expression of understanding emerged on Murayama Yuto's face. He gently waved his hand at Wuxin, as if to indicate that it was not worth mentioning, and said with a smile:

“Don’t be discouraged. The difficulty of learning the technique is C-level, but that doesn’t mean it’s that powerful.

My ability in illusion is also well-known in the village."

"Sensei, you often tell me that ninjas need to be intimidating. I see you seem quite modest."

A ball of light appeared in Wuxin's right hand, and he performed the medical ninjutsu Healing Jutsu to heal the kunai wound on his right leg. After simply stopping the bleeding and relieving the pain, he removed the bandage and bandaged it simply.

"Ah, a ninja must have the intimidation, but being humble is also very important. Come with me."

Murayama Yuto replied perfunctorily, waved to Wuxin, and turned to walk into the training ground.

Wu Xin followed Murayama Yuto's footsteps and walked to the wooden stakes in the training ground. Murayama Yuto made a small jump in front of the wooden stakes, sat on the round wooden stakes about two meters high, and crossed his legs, looking very casual.

"Hey, Mr. Yuto, what are you doing?"

Wuxin was a little confused when he saw Murayama Yuto's lazy posture.

As for the illusion teaching you promised, could it be that you are just casting an illusion to mislead and torture yourself?

"Illusions are very complicated. Wuxin, you have some knowledge of soul-related ninjutsu, so you must have a talent for illusions."

Murayama Yuto spoke lightly and in a very relaxed manner. He sat on the wooden stake, looking at Wuxin below, and continued:

"Illusion is a technique that attacks the enemy's five senses, causing them to fall into an illusion.

A skilled illusionist can even manipulate the flow of chakra in the enemy's brain nerves at will. This is a fighting method that requires high intelligence and high combat literacy."

Wu Xin listened attentively, his little face was very serious, he nodded and asked softly:

"Attack the five senses? I just went to the wrong place because my eyes were blinded by the illusion?"

"Yes, you were blinded by my illusion.

I arrived only one minute earlier than you. After noticing your movement, I cast the magic technique of "This is not the place" and the chakra enveloped the training ground.

When you stepped into the training ground, you fell into my illusion.

However, this is not a very sophisticated technique, Wuxin, you are still not alert enough. "

Murayama Yuto's expression was unusually serious.

"Cough cough..."

Wu Xin was criticized and felt a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly and whispered:

"Teacher, why is it that when I noticed something was wrong, I used the Chakra Chaos Technique to disrupt the chakra flow, but still failed to break this technique?"

"How can the illusion I cast be so easy to break?

After judging that you are trapped in an illusion, the chakra confusion method is useless, and you should immediately use other methods to break it."

Yuto Murayama warned, and then said:

“Illusions are very complicated. My illusion skills are pretty good, but compared to some truly powerful illusionists, there is still a big gap.

For example, those eye magicians who are good at visual illusions will silently fall into the illusion when you look into the other person's eyes.

Or an illusionist who specializes in hearing will be under the spell as soon as he hears the opponent's voice.

The same is true for touch, smell, and taste. If you accidentally touch, smell, or eat food provided by the enemy..."