Naruto's graceful style

The atmosphere of the whole scene became weird.

Everyone seemed to have lost their voice. Their eyes fell to the sea along with the broken beheading sword. Then they suddenly came back to their senses and looked at Yuta as if they were looking at a monster.

The beheading sword is broken

Was blown away by that boy from Konoha.

Loquat Juuzang held his left shoulder and backed away, blood gushing out from between his fingers, but he seemed not to see it. His eyes were fixed on the broken beheading sword, and the disbelief in his eyes flashed away.

He still can't believe that the beheading sword he was so proud of was interrupted abruptly.

His face turned pale, but his eyes shot towards Yuta in the distance like a ferocious wolf. The two looked at each other, and he clearly caught the smile on Yuta's face.

"Let's go."

Yuta didn't stay any longer, turned around, took Yuhi Kurenai's hand, and rushed out of the encirclement.

The fighting continued, but only in the outer areas.

After completing the evacuation, the mist ninja suppressed the shock in his heart and gathered towards the iron ship.

Kuri Kushimaru stood silently on the sea. His back was already wet with cold sweat, and the mask on his face was cracked. It took him a while to recover.

Even the decapitation sword was penetrated and broken without attracting his attention.

Because he had just passed away at a critical moment of life and death.

If it had been a second slower at that time, not only the mask might have cracked, but his entire head would have been penetrated.

Glancing at Yutai's retreating back, his eyes moved, his body trembled slightly, and he disappeared among the retreating crowd.

The white mark like a long sword left on the sea gradually dissipated, but the shock in everyone's heart lingered for a long time.

That boy from Konoha, that blue spear that contains powerful power

It can be said that from this moment on, Yuta has left a deep impression on the Kiri ninja, and they all silently classify him as a dangerous person in their hearts.

Yuta achieved his goal of shocking the Kiri Ninja, and smashed the decapitating sword into pieces in one fell swoop, which was considered an unexpected gain.

The Konoha Ninja Army also realized how powerful Yuta was, and no less than a dozen eyes secretly looked at him, wanting to see what was different about this boy.

Soon, the last lone Mist ninja was eliminated.

The entire battlefield has been occupied by the Konoha ninja army.

The sea was stained red with blood, and corpses could be seen everywhere.

Seeing the mist ninja retreating like a defeated dog, Uchiha Fugaku did not give any further orders to pursue.

However, when the Konoha ninja army quickly cleared the battlefield and returned to the iron ship. They did not go back the way they came, but continued to move forward, towards the direction where the Mist Ninja retreated, towards the island where the Mist Ninja camp was.

When everyone saw this, they immediately guessed that there might be a big battle ahead.

They each treated their injuries on the ship and rested so that when the battle began, they could exert their full strength as much as possible.

"Well."

A corner of the iron ship.

Yuta bandaged Yuhi Hong's wounds. There were several scratches on the girl's body, mostly on her arms and shoulders. Originally, she was going to do it herself, but when Yuta saw it, she couldn't help but take the gauze and bandage it carefully.

However, when the wound was touched, Yuhi Hong couldn't help but inhale, and finally bit her thin lips to prevent the sound from coming out.

"Okay, before the wound heals, try to be careful, otherwise it will be a little painful if you touch the wound."

"kindness."

The red twilight nodded.

"Yuta, are you really not injured? Let me see."

"Don't worry, I'm not hurt."

"real"

"Really, otherwise look at me, I'm fine."

"That's good, as long as you don't get hurt."

Yuhi Hong felt relieved, her slender arms gently wrapped around her legs, her crystal clear eyes looked at the ninjas dealing with their injuries around them, she lowered her head and said in a low voice: "I don't know when the war will start. Finish."

There was a trace of nostalgia in her beautiful eyes, as if she was longing for the peaceful days in the past.

She doesn't like war.

That would cause many people to lose the most precious things in their lives.

However, in order to protect her village, family, and companions, she had to take up arms and face the war.

Yuta glanced at her, leaned back against the railing of the boat, looked at the sky in the distance, and said in a low voice, "It's quick, it will be over soon."

Next.

The Konoha Ninja Army did fight against the Mist Ninja again, and this time it was on the island where the Mist Ninja was stationed. However, the battle was not as fierce as on the sea. The retreating Mist Ninja led by the leader of the Mist Ninja did not play any supporting role, but instead attracted more enemies.

Moreover, the battle on the island was almost coming to an end when they arrived. Konoha's raiding party had a great advantage. Seeing that their defeat was certain, the leader of the Mist Ninja, who was helpless, decisively gave up the useless struggle, retreated with the remaining Ninja Army, and gritted his teeth to abandon this small camp island.

In this battle, Konoha won a great victory.

Not only did they make the Mist Ninja retreat in embarrassment, but they also captured a small island where the Mist Ninja had their camp, which completely wiped away the shame of their previous defeats.

However, the war between the two countries of fire and water is not over yet.

Everything has just begun.

There are countless battles, large and small, waiting for them.

"We must attack the mainland of the Kingdom of Water and move the battlefield to land. Only then will we launch a full-scale attack."

Uchiha Fugaku looked in the direction of the Kingdom of Water and fell into thought.

The horn of counterattack has been sounded, and he will take advantage of the victory of this battle to continue to capture all the remaining base camps and islands of the Mist Ninja.

When the Konoha ninja army collected the Mist ninja's combat supplies and returned to the camp, the sky had darkened.

The people waiting on the island were all excited and excited when they heard the good news of victory. This was Konoha's first big victory in so long.

Of course, there will be a celebration in the evening.

The flickering firelight illuminated the tent in the rest area.

Everyone was in small groups, each forming their own small circle around the fire, celebrating the day's victory.

There was no wine and little meat, but that didn't stop everyone from being happy and excited.

They were warming themselves by the fire and discussing who and who they were, including all kinds of people they knew or didn't know.

Yuta is one of the subjects being discussed.

Because of him, the appearance rate of the three Ninja Swordsmen including Loquat Juzo is very high. There is no way, who made them famous and powerful, but they failed in the hands of Yuta.

"You were not there at the time, so you don't know how shocking it was. That shot was so fast that you couldn't even see it clearly. In the end, even the decapitating sword was shattered. You know the decapitating sword, right?"

"No way, it's so powerful."

“And more and more”

Another fire.

"That boy was the one who defeated the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Kiri Ninja."

"Yes, it's him. Even though he's young, he's really strong."

"Looking at him sitting there, he must not be a member of the family, but he is actually a civilian ninja."

""

There are discussions about Yuta in all small circles.

As long as we talk about the battle during the day, we can't avoid him, just because the young man's performance is too eye-catching and cannot be ignored.

In short, Yuta's name spread almost everywhere on the front lines that night.

Some people are happy, gratified, envious or appreciative of this, and of course some are secretly jealous, unhappy, and so on.

However, these can only be kept in the bottom of my heart. The celebration is short-lived. After tonight, everyone must be vigilant again and always prepare for the next battle.