Naruto's balanced ninja

Ming Yan turned around and saw a shirtless man standing there with a big knife on his shoulders, like a rock-solid mountain, which would not move under the wind and rain.

He raised his chest and raised his head, showing his vigorous muscles to the fullest. It seemed that every part of his body contained explosive power.

With just one glance, Ming Yan felt that this person was by no means an ordinary person.

Unlike the minions he met before, this person is not comparable to a shrimp soldier or a crab in terms of power or temperament. His every gesture reveals the mighty power of a lion, which is the power that can pounce on the enemy in an instant , it is irresistible.

However, Mingyan also saw this person's weakness, that is speed, this person should be a ninja who pursues strength, and strong people are often clumsy, so speed will be his weakness, as most ninjas do.

Just like the Akimichi clan, their strength is terrifying, but their speed is limited, making them clumsy. This is why this clan cannot compare to Hyuga and Uchiha.

"If you don't kill people simply, how can you stand here and talk to you?" Ming Yan is not afraid, if speed is this person's weakness, let him be as strong as a cow, he should be able to clean him up.

"Hehe...you bratty brat, don't think that you can ignore the existence of wolves by killing a few puppies."

The shirtless man felt that his metaphor was very vivid, so he turned his head and said, "Nozomi Fukui, do you think I'm right?"

In the end, there was no one behind him, so he couldn't help but curse in his heart, is this little kid so scary?

Beside a collapsed house, Fukui looked around, wanting to watch the battle, but he was afraid that the Konoha kid would find him, and when the time came to strike him with a sword, wipe his neck and seal his throat, it would be miserable, and he struggled inwardly. Decided not to make fun of his life, just wait here quietly, and then go out when there is no movement outside.

Dogs, wolves... This metaphor... Mingyan just wants to say that the metaphor is wonderful, calling those dead Taki Shinobi dogs, and saying that he is a wolf, a little simple-minded and well-developed limbs, but he didn't scold himself, not very stupid .

"Tell me, how do you want to die? For the sake of you being a brat, I will give you the right to choose." The shirtless man said arrogantly, not paying attention to Ming Yan at all.

The subordinate spoke so skillfully, now it seems that he is just a stupid young man who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and wants to use this to exercise his fists and feet. It seems that the little brat can't hold his knife at all, which is a bit regrettable.

"Want to see you die."

Hearing what Ming Yan said, the shirtless man clapped his hands, "Your courage is commendable, but it's a bit similar to Lao Tzu back then. However, if you are as crazy as Lao Tzu, everyone else is dead except me. You... exception."

After saying that, he dragged his big knife and rushed towards Mingyan, drawing a long trace on the ground and sparking a series of sparks.

"This speed..." Mingyan's pupils shrank sharply, but with such a body, his speed was not weaker than Minato's, it was really terrifying.

Before he thought about it, the next moment, the big knife slashed down covering the sky and covering the sun, directly blocking Ming Yan's sight.

Clang!

Holding the red pill with both hands, a burst of majestic force came, and Ming Yan's tiger's mouth was directly shaken open, the muscles of his arms were tense, but he could only support it with difficulty, and the back of the knife was getting closer and closer to his shoulder. close.

The big sword weighed a thousand pounds, compared to it, Benimaru was like an embroidery needle, insignificant.

In terms of strength, Ming Yan dared to say that this person is the strongest he has ever met, whether it is a vampire or other Taki ninjas, they are far from reaching such strength.

The speed is very fast while the strength is huge, and the only weakness that makes the movement slow due to its large size is gone.

If this is the case, Ming Yan doesn't know how to deal with it at all. He originally wanted to use the detonating talisman to open the distance by virtue of his speed advantage, but now he has completely given up on this idea. If he is negligent, he will be cut in half by a big knife, so there is no chance for him to use the detonating talisman.

Just by meeting him face to face, Ming Yan judged that this person belonged to the level of Jonin, and at worst he was extremely Jonin.

The so-called special Jnin refers to ninjas who are obviously stronger than Chunin, who are particularly outstanding in a certain aspect, but whose overall strength is not as good as Jnin.

This person is likely to be a special Junin. In terms of strength, this person is stronger than an ordinary Junin, but I don't know how this person behaves in other aspects. If it is only the performance of a Chunin, it is undoubtedly a special Junin.

Didn't Takigakushi go to support the headquarters?Why are there still orders here?deserter?

No matter what, Mingyan knew that this time he was hit, and he was likely to die here. He had no chance of winning against Jonin, even if it was a special Jnin.

Although he can kill the Chunin in seconds with the stabbing flash, the top ninja and the middle nin are completely different concepts. One high ninja can deal with ten middle nin, but one middle nin can only deal with three low ninjas. The three low ninjas cooperate tacitly. Under certain circumstances, they can even join forces to kill a Chunin.

Therefore, Chunin and Junin are completely incomparable, even if they are particularly Junin.

Hot sweat dripped from Ming Yan's forehead, his arms felt a sense of loss of strength, and the blade of the big knife was about to come into intimate contact with his shoulders, just thinking about it was terrifying, half of his body would be crushed if the knife went down. chop off.

His height just touched the shirtless man's waist, and the current scene was like a mountain pressing down on a small tree at the foot of the mountain. He was completely suppressed, and he couldn't even resist.

Sweat dripped down, blood flowed down the tiger's mouth, Ming Yan could only grit his teeth and hold on.

On the other hand, the shirtless man, baring his teeth, with a calm expression on his face, holding the wide handle of the knife in his right hand, just put the big knife on Hongwan lightly, as if it didn't take a little effort, which made Mingyan feel a little bit of pain. It felt like all he was bearing was the weight of the big knife itself.

If so, it would be horrific, and if the shirtless man exerted the slightest force, he would be split in two.

His head was spinning rapidly, racking his brains to think of a way to escape.

In this case, both hands are occupied, unable to form seals, and the substitute technique cannot be used; removing Hongwan and rolling sideways is too risky, the blade of the big knife is less than three centimeters away from him, and there is no time to dodge after removing Hongwan , the result was split in half.

The only thing he can use now is Mu Ren and Soul Blessing. Mu Ren enhances Hongwan's penetrating power and lethality, which is useless. As for Soul Blessing, he can give it a try. Can get away smoothly.

So, under his thoughts, the soul blades gathered at the side and formed. If he had enough chakra to condense a qualitatively changed dark blue soul blade, then he would have the confidence to resist the attack, but he did not use external force to supplement the chakra. Under normal circumstances, only light blue soul blades can be condensed.

But the matter has come to this point, he can only try, as long as Hunyou can block the sword for a second, he can roll to another place to resolve the temporary crisis.