Konoha: Subverting the ninja world from Danzang disciples

"Did you really catch up?"

Feeling the distant chakra fluctuations not far away, Munechika raised the corner of his mouth.

The dense sea of ​​cherry blossom trees passed before his eyes.

He had actually noticed that Mei Terumi was not drunk.

Regardless of whether she wanted to be hugged on purpose, or she was pretending to be drunk to test herself... If someone wasn't following her, there would be a lot of affection in holding a beautiful woman in her arms.

"What a courageous dog..."

Feeling that the chakra fluctuations behind him were getting closer and closer, Munechika gradually slowed down, deliberately showing a bit of fatigue as if due to a drug attack.

Unsurprisingly.

When the envoy saw this, he stepped in front of him without any concealment.

"Stop, Shimura Munechika."

He stretched out his red tongue and licked his lips, his eyes flashing with superiority and arrogance.

In his opinion, the new generation of ninjas in Konoha are just a group of paper tigers living under the protection of the older generation, completely vulnerable to Kirigakure who has experienced the blood and fire.

Even the top brass of Konoha have become corrupted.

War is like a guillotine hanging over their heads.

As long as Kito Zangetsu mentioned it even a little bit, the seemingly superior Konoha senior officials would back down again and again as if their necks were stuck.

However, during the previous negotiations, they did not find evidence that Konoha was harboring Kirigakure traitors, so they could not break through the last line of defense of those stubborn old men.

As luck would have it, he happened to bump into Terumi Mei and Munechika on a date.

It really comes with no effort.

After seizing the conclusive evidence of hiding Kirigakure's traitorous ninja, it is probably only a matter of time before Konoha's top brass lose all their psychological defenses.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on his lips.

"Well, who are you?"

Munechika put Terumi Mei down, with a look of confusion on his face, but he felt a little funny in his heart.

This blood mist messenger is also a strange thing.

Unlike ninjas in the traditional sense, who emphasize the instinct of escaping thousands of miles away without hitting a single hit, they follow closer and closer like a provocation.

As expected from the most bloodthirsty and craziest place of blood mist.

However, he doesn't really think that he, the security captain, will be as afraid of the war they talk about as other high-level officials in Konoha, right?

"Playing stupid with me?"

A look of disdain flashed across the messenger's face, and there was arrogance in his tone.

"I heard that you are the security captain of Konoha, and you can be considered one of the higher-ups here. You can't possibly not know that the woman you just hugged is the Kirigakure rebel ninja Terumi Mei, right?"

His tone was cold and stern, as if Munechika was a subordinate he could reprimand at will.

"Ah, she is." Munechika scratched his head and said with a half-smile.

"What's the matter?"

He has big eyes, long black curly hair, a navy blue ninja vest, gill-like indentations on his cheeks, sharp teeth, and a samurai sword on his back.

This is a very common costume in the land of water.

"Stop messing around with me. Do you know how big a crime you have committed?"

A trace of anger flashed between his brows, and he scolded condescendingly.

But Zong Jin interrupted him in an understatement.

"She lives at my place, but... it's none of your business?"

"How stubborn..."

The Kirigakure messenger narrowed his eyes and took two steps forward, tilting his head, with a cold look on his face.

"To tell you the truth, Lord Ghost Zangetsu should be negotiating with your Hokage.

Now, the evidence that you are harboring a traitorous nin is conclusive, follow me immediately to see Lord Zangetsu! "

"What if I don't?" Zong Jin raised the corner of his mouth, crossed his arms and looked at him.

"Then consider this my last warning to you..."

He bared his shark-like teeth and revealed a sinister and cruel smile, "Anyway, if you go to accept Lord Zangetsu's trial, maybe Konoha can escape. If you continue to reject me, I'm afraid Konoha won't be able to bear the mist." Shadow’s wrath.”

In his eyes, war is the best threat to these Konoha ninjas and has no disadvantages.

But the young man in front of him just glanced at him lightly.

There was pity in those eyes, even a hint of...disdain?

The expected fear and pleading did not appear, which made him feel a little embarrassed, followed by rage.

"It seems that there are some tough-talking people in Konoha, so let me help you cure them!" He pulled out the slender sword from behind, and the blade emitted a cold phosphorescent light.

In his eyes, Konoha's top brass are a bunch of rubbish.

Even if Kong has strength, he has been blinded by years of peace and has become a waste.With his strength as an elite jounin and his water escape skills honed over many years of war, there was nothing to fear.

I heard that Shimura Sokika was very good at swordsmanship, but now he couldn't even use the weapon, let alone his opponent.

"Shuiyue Sword Technique·Breaking Stab!"

A sinister smile appeared on his lips, he kicked his feet, and moved away in an instant, wiping the sword in his hand towards Munechika's throat.

The blade sliced ​​through, and there was an empty feeling.

It's an afterimage!

But how is this possible?

As the number one elite jounin under Kito Zangetsu, he believed that he could rank high even among the Blood Mist Anbu, and it was no problem to kill a mere jonin of Konoha.

His goal is to compete for the few ownerless ninja swords and become a new generation of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen!

"Water Escape·Water Dragon Ball Technique!"

The messenger stretched out his hand and threw the long knife into the sky. At the same time, his hands formed seals as if they were flying.

A torrent gathered in the void behind him, and at the moment it gathered into a huge dragon's head, it hit Munechika's landing position with an irresistible roar.

When it comes to water escape alone, he considers himself to have reached an extremely high level in cultivation. This instant water dragon bullet alone is enough to make him proud of the Kingdom of Water.

He snorted coldly, "Let's see how you hide this time!"

The torrent swept Munechika's figure and submerged him.

The waves hit the earth with an earth-shattering sound. After a moment of calm, Zong Jin's joking voice sounded strangely in the ocean, "Oh, it's interesting to be able to create a water dragon in a waterless land."

As soon as the words fell, a body of chakra as black as ink appeared in the turbulent and rolling ocean around Munechika, and then water began to pour into it.

"It's a pity that the level is far behind... It's just a good time to try the water fusion of the power of the void."

The nightmare chakra absorbed the power of the water dragon bullet and began to rotate under Munechika's control, gradually forming a black columnar tornado centered on his body.

"Water Escape·Trouble!"

The black pillar was tens of meters high. When it rolled, it was like a wildly dancing sea snake, crushing everything in its path, and responded to Kirigakure's envoy.

"What kind of ninjutsu is this..."

The Kirigakure messenger's face turned pale.

He has been obsessed with water escape for many years and has never seen such a violent water escape.

What's more, doesn't Shimura Souchika in the intelligence use a sword?

But in a blink of an eye, the black tornado that made his heart palpitate had already rushed in front of him.

In the next second, he will be crushed to pieces like those cherry blossom trees.

"Do you want to cause a war?" He looked desperately at the black tornado that was so close at hand, shouting at the top of his lungs.

But unexpectedly, the other party really stopped.

"Phew, it still failed..."

A sigh came from the gradually dispersing black water.

A powerful arm protruded from the water column and strangled the blood mist user by the throat.

Munechika grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up while his eyes were extremely shocked and frightened.

Before he could speak, the arrogant Blood Mist Messenger passed out happily.

Purely intimidated.

He turned to look at Terumi Mei.

She was sitting on the trunk of the cherry blossom tree, staring at herself intently, her face flushed.

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