Naruto: Across Worlds

The next morning.

When Cheng Ying woke up, the first thing she did was to look for Jiraiya, but unfortunately there was nothing else except a letter.

Cheng Ying picked up the letter on the ground and opened it. It read: "Sister Cheng Ying, I'm leaving. The green mountains will not change and the green waters will flow forever. We will see you again later."

A few short words made Cheng Ying's whole body tremble. She suddenly found that something seemed to be missing in her heart.

"Cousin, he's gone." Lu Wushuang couldn't help but ask after seeing the disappointment on Cheng Ying's face.

Cheng Ying did not answer, but nodded and murmured to himself: "I hope you will be safe and happy throughout your life."

Two months later.

In a Mongolian military camp of 3,000 troops, Tuo Lei led a team of Mongolian soldiers to patrol. Looking at the Mongolian military camp that had no life at all, he clenched his fists and said fiercely: "Damn it, this is the seventh time. , tens of thousands of people died like this, and I don’t even know who the murderer is. Let me find out, and I will cut the murderer into pieces.”

All seven of Tuo Lei's 3,000-man troops survived, and even the murderer could not be found.

He shouted loudly, his eyes were bloodshot, like a fierce ghost.

Since two months ago, the Mongolian army has been under sniper attacks. No matter how strict the guards and defenses are, it is in vain.

Moreover, the garrison troops five miles away were not aware of it at all.

I thought it was a coincidence after the first time, and Tuo Lei ordered one-third of all the garrison troops to keep vigil. However, despite this, seven teams of 3,000 men died just like this.

The most shocking thing is that every dead Mongolian soldier only has a scar on his neck or chest. This means that in one night, the enemy only took 3,000 attacks, and each soldier was eliminated with only one move. .

From the lowest-ranking soldier to the highest-ranking general, there is no exception.

At this time, ten miles away from the Mongolian military camp, a white-headed young man wearing a black robe looked at Tuo Lei who had arrived, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "It came quite quickly this time, but it is still in vain."

Yes, it was Jiraiya.

After separating from Cheng Ying two months ago, he felt that it was still too early to discuss swordsmanship in Huashan, so he began to hunt the Mongolian army. The first time was okay, but the remaining times because the Mongolian army was on guard, he had to spend a little more time. thought.

With the use of ninjutsu, he was at home in the Mongolian camp, and with top-level internal support, he slaughtered Mongolian soldiers again and again.

However, at this moment, Jiraiya suddenly laughed. Looking at the Mongolian army that was preparing to evacuate, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Really, why retreat? This is the last time anyway, I Where can I find the time to keep playing with you?"

Xiangyang City.

One day later, after receiving the message from the scout, Guo Jing stood up and laughed loudly and said: "Great, the Mongolian army has retreated, and Xiangyang City is defended again, hahaha."

Opposite me, Huang Rong couldn't help but laugh, but her brows furrowed slightly. She said softly: "Brother Jing, could it be that the Mongols made a conspiracy and retreated without any reason?"

Hearing this, Guo Jing handed her a piece of news. After taking it and reading it, Huang Rong was stunned. She murmured to herself: "How is this possible? More than 20,000 people died silently."

Could it be that some old guy who has been reclusive for a long time did it?"

Guo Jing shook his head and said excitedly: "Rong'er, you have forgotten the existence of a person. With his unpredictable speed and deep internal strength, it is not a fantasy to be able to do this."

"Brother Jiraiya Jing, what you said is that he is, and he should be the only one. We didn't even notice the speed he displayed that day, and especially when he left, there was no pattern to be found. If If it’s him, he should be able to do it.”

Huang Rong asked and answered her own questions and directly stated her reasons.

Guo Jing smiled and said: "Anyway, the Mongolian army has withdrawn, and it will be easy for us for a long time. Do you still remember what he said last time? That sentence is still fresh in my memory."

"A small chivalrous man will hoe the strong and help the weak; a great chivalrous man will serve the country and the people." Huang Rong, who was indeed the person who knew Guo Jing best, answered instantly.

Guo Jing nodded and said: "Yes, a great chivalrous man serves the country and the people. Jiraiya can be called a great chivalrous man."

Seeing Guo Jing's sigh, Huang Rong walked over to him gently, held his hand, and said with a smile: "In my heart, Brother Jing has always been a hero, and he is also a hero in my heart."

"Rong'er."

The two were immersed in the sweet environment and couldn't extricate themselves for a while.

After a long time, Guo Jing said: "Rong'er, I want to go and have a look at the Huashan Swordsmanship in half a month. I don't know if my father-in-law, Master Yideng and the old naughty boy have arrived yet."

"The sword debate in Huashan decades ago is still fresh in my memory. At that time, my father and the others were truly the most powerful people in the martial arts world. If Brother Jing hadn't been so young, you might have been one of the Five Ultimates. But, I’m afraid it won’t be so easy this time.”

When Huang Rong finished speaking, her heart sank.

"I had a feeling that day that he didn't use his full strength in that palm. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to catch it. Besides, do you still remember the pill he gave me?" Guo Jing said.

Huang Rong nodded: "Of course I remember. A single pill healed all the internal injuries on Brother Jing's body in a blink of an eye. I estimate that he is not only a super master, but also a master of the Xinglin who can rejuvenate himself. It just makes me wonder. What's more, Guo'er said something, that person said that he was only fourteen years old. If that's true, he is really amazing and stunning."

"Yes, we will see the result in half a month," Guo Jing said.

Time passed like water, and in the blink of an eye it was ten days later.

In the Central Plains martial arts community, almost everyone is discussing the Huashan sword debate five days later, but the difference this time is that nearly half of the martial arts community has a winner in their hearts, the one who defeated King Jinlun with one move in Xiangyang City. Strong.

As for the candidates like Dongxiehuang Yaoshi, Nandi Yideng Master, and the old naughty boy Zhou Botong, although everyone knows that they are very powerful, and they were already among the five masters many years ago, they are still a little behind compared to that person.

The top of Mount Huashan.

Standing at the top of the cliff, Jiraiya slowly stared at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance. The snow that never melts all year round is white. The snowflakes falling from the sky are rustling in the cold wind, falling in groups.

The pride of looking at all the mountains suddenly surged into his heart, and Jiraiya couldn't help but chant: "When you return from the Five Mountains, you don't look at the mountains. When you return from Huangshan, you don't look at the mountains. As expected, no wonder the top of Huashan Mountain has such beautiful scenery, hahaha."