Konoha Soul World lottery system

"Don't teach bad children." The ground cracked behind him, and Tsunade rushed to Morinakano and punched him.

The flying hair was flying in layers in front of her body, dispelling Tsunade's terrifying power and wrapping around her body like tentacles.

"Being away from the battlefield has reduced your combat effectiveness a lot, Tsunade-hime." Mori Nakano sneered and slashed with his sword.

A finger-width long knife cut off the hair and blocked Mori Nakano's attack. The old monk appeared, his eyes wide open and piercing, "This donor, you are possessed by an evil spirit. I'm afraid you don't have much time left."

"The evil spirit" Mori Nakano stroked the fluttering and twisting strands of hair, "I don't know when it appeared, and it also likes to take out other people's internal organs. But thanks to this evil spirit, it can kill many annoying ninjas. .”

"This is the first time I have found samurai so annoying," Tsunade pulled her hair off irritably, her palms and fists colliding in front of her chest with an explosion, and she twisted her neck, "Get ready to say goodbye to the world."

"Tsunade-sama hates long hair," Shizune whispered in Chisuki's ear, "because she can't keep her hair."

Qian Shu blinked, "It must be jealousy."

Shizune nodded vigorously in approval and received Tsunade's death gaze.

"Tsunade-sama, can I let the poor monk fight with him alone?" The old monk straightened his stooped body and released his unconcealed power. "I'm sorry, the poor monk has been looking for him for a long time."

"Our Bet"

"Of course you win." The old monk chuckled.

"Shizune, Qianju, let's go, continue sleeping." Tsunade turned and left.

"Tsunade-sama, is it okay to leave it alone?" Shizune said with drooped eyebrows.

"Don't worry," Tsunade said nonchalantly, "Although I don't know what happened to Mori Nakano, I met that old monk when I was young, and I remember his sword accurately. It was the master of Mifune of the Iron Country. The crime-breaking knife that abstains from killing monks."

"Mifune refers to Mifune, the youngest general of the Iron Kingdom." Shizune's eyes widened.

"I don't need the others, let's go."

"Wait a minute, Sister Tsunade." Qian Shu took her hand.

"Um what's wrong"

"Sisters probably haven't used the five spiritual senses," Qian Shu pointed at Mori Nakano's back, "He is not fighting alone."

After forming seals with their hands, Tsunade and Shizune used the technique of spiritualizing the five senses. The sight of Mori Nakano's back made them both take a breath, "That's it."

The pale mask was stuck to the back of Mori Nakano's head. The white threads flying out from under the mask were intertwined with Mori Nakano's long hair, flying randomly. The scarlet eyes on the mask were staring at them.

"That's an evil spirit." Qianshu concluded.

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p;"What are you doing?" Yanaging Jouhao looked haggard, and the series of incidents had hit him hard.

"Uncle, there is good news and bad news. You have to listen to which one." Qian Shu tugged at the corner of Yanagi's box.

"The bad news first."

"The bad news is that most of the incidents in the mansion are caused by this person."

"I know that, but what about the good news?"

"The good news is there's another ghost working on this guy."

"What kind of evil have you done, Tsunade-sama, please save us?" Yanai Jouhao kept bowing.

"Shut up," Tsunade said coldly, "A samurai's duel is very sacred and I cannot interfere. It's about to begin."

Both sides of the confrontation started moving at the same time. They were as motionless as mountains, while their aggression was like fire.

The narrow blade in the old monk's hand burst out with terrifying speed, and the sharp blade lights densely intertwined in the air to form a terrifying storm.

The hair that was countless times thinner than the blade was flying, and one after another blocked the blade like moths flying into the flames. Mori Nakano gave up all defenses, and opened and closed the sword in his hand, making deadly moves.

The visible black hair keeps falling, but the invisible white hair grows more and more, waving like tentacles.

"Ah~~I remembered," Mori Nakano was unaware of the changes in his body and waved the sharp blade in his hand tirelessly, "It turns out it's you. I want to call you teacher when I get up."

"A poor monk can't afford it." The old monk was able to handle it easily. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel what was blocking his attack by the touch of the knife. "You are my sin. It has been 30 years. Fortunately, your His appearance has not changed, he is indeed a Shadow Warrior."

"Shadow Warrior is a title I haven't heard for a long time."

Shizune looked at Tsunade, "Shadow Warrior"

"The general's shadow-like samurai is simply a substitute. He can completely imitate his master's appearance and habits," Tsunade said regretfully, "but since the emergence of ninjas, shadow samurai have been slowly eliminated."

"It's related to the transformation technique"

Tsunade shook her head, "Not only because of the transformation technique, once a general died, a shadow warrior existed in his place for three years. This made many people fear that they would be replaced by shadows. So many shadow warriors Dead, killed by his own master.”

"As expected of Tsunade-hime, she is really well-informed." Mori Nakano's face was distorted, as if he were crazy, "It was really a terrifying period. The trusted master ordered his more trusted subordinates to destroy the once trusted subordinates, just because Shadow Warrior did a great job.”

"So," the handsome face distorted in a weird smile, "Thank you very much for your teachings. I still remember them in my heart."

"The so-called samurai, as long as he holds the sword tightly, there is nothing to fear."