[Hokage] After losing my memory, I became a super god in the ninja world

The blade and the long-handled//chop//horse//knife on the opposite side met. I released the thunder attribute chakra to stimulate the cells without hesitation. I exerted force on my upper arm and kicked the opponent up with a horizontal kick.

"boom!"

The heavy sound of the landing resounded in the narrow corridor of the city. If necessary, I would not activate the Sharingan. I would only choose to fight with my body and experience.

Physical instinct is the basis of everything. Chakra will be exhausted, weapons will become burdens, and thinking will be interrupted. Only instinct is the closest to control.

This moment is no exception. Due to my age and state of development, I couldn't take advantage of my strength, so I chose a wakizashi that was about one foot long, and matched it with the rarely used two-and-a-half-inch kota.

Wakizashi is good at indoor fighting. In a narrow and closed environment, combined with my speed, he can cut and slice quickly. And when the opponent's vital points are exposed in the tumbling movements, it is the time of his death——

"Ah ho!"

With a roar, the hostile tall man stepped forward without retreating, bulging his muscles, and slashed the //horse//sword// quickly with a huge sword light above him.

His face was ferocious, and his eyes became crazy because of the threat to his life. "You're just a brat," he roared, "The untouchables should take the initiative to die! Come here! Let me chop off your head!"

"..."

I'm very unaccustomed to talking in combat. If I could, I would even breathe slowly. The bright chakra light flashed across my palm, and I covered it thinly on my wakizashi, and my attention was instantly focused to the extreme——

cut!

Huge waves of blood spurted out from under his neck, chest and abdomen. I should be lucky that I am not old enough to wear armor. The purpose of ninja clothes is to tighten the limbs. As long as the speed is fast enough, the blood will not splash.

The blade did not get stuck on the bone. The blow was pulled along the muscle and bone seams, and then turned to the heart and flew away. Rubbing the wakizashi in his hand against the corpse, the thunder and lightning burned them when the blood spurted out, and the blade surface looked pitch black, "It's over."

"Yes, Ryuzoji Kenichi's head has been sealed in the scroll."

The captain of the team reported the report, but hesitantly said, "But... his youngest son is at the scene..."

Well, he didn't settle his family in advance. Could this city lord be mentally ill?

I put the wakizashi back into the sheath with my backhand and thought about the possibility, "Why don't you do it? Now he is watching us here, and in the future, we may be watching him."

The glove was blown to pieces again and only a few fragments were left, so let’s use the newly learned ninjutsu: Fire Release——

"..."

Amidst the flying gray dust, a lot of thoughts flashed across the captain's face. He said with a measured tone, "We will not choose to kill people outside of the mission."

"Then this is my order." I said, pointing at him with a half-smile, "I still say, you object."

"Do not,"

Saying the bytes slightly stiffly, the ninja's body became swaying and confused in the inadvertent illusion. I looked around and saw that he seemed not to say anything else, so I pierced a silk thread into the air and twisted it slightly:

Sure enough, he pulled out half of the sleeve with the "horn" mark.

"The roaring ninja."

The figure of the squad leader gradually became clearer as he swayed, and I saw his completely glazed eyes and the lines on the bare skin on his back.

A faint smell of blood spreads around, because this smell is too common in battles. The roaring ninja can construct very sophisticated illusions with poison.

The shortcomings are obvious, and people (things) must be used as the carrier. But there is also room for learning. I thought about it and followed the traces left behind to the corner of the temple.

"..."

"Your idea has failed. Although it is necessary to capture the thief first, the enemy leader is the strongest, so what's the point of taking such a high risk?"

Facing the wall that looked the same and whose Sharingan perception was also confused, I said to the person huddled inside. According to preliminary data research, the castle tower of Ryuzoji Temple is known as the "window corridor". It is not difficult to add a well-structured secret passage.

It just so happens that other people are finishing the work, and if you go up and dismantle it with a thorough research method, you will feel as happy as playing shogi with Tajima.

"But you're here." The child's voice inside was muffled and extremely small, "Father once said that those who can stand across from each other and communicate will not be enemies."

"Hmm~" I was noncommittal. Children in the Warring States Period were really amazing. Let the ninja who protected them in the end be used as a bargaining chip. In a sense, I was really expected by him.

However... nothing is absolute, and he is still too naive.

"I...I am the second son of Ryuzoji Kenichi. My mother is the daughter of the daimyo's elder Takigawa...Takikawa-sama is..."

"He is an important minister who is placed in the northeastern part of the Country of Fire and is in charge of the thirteen cities, right?"

The clicking sound of the mechanism.

"Hey!" Suddenly, an exclamation like a small animal came from inside. The child's voice was frustrated, and I could almost picture him curling up at the foot of the wall with his face buried in his knees, "No, that's right, you already know it."

It's tasteless to eat, and it's a pity to abandon your identity. I used my thunder escape to cut off the last link of the mechanism. The child with a short bun looked directly at me with a tear-stained face and said in a trembling tone, "Please, I don't want to die."

This sentence was said decisively.

"Then what use do you have?"

I looked around at the secret room. It was smaller than expected. As expected, I had plenty of water and a few thick stacks of large-value transactions from the Land of Fire.

Because of the superior environment, the Fire Country's economy has transitioned to a stage where agriculture and business are interdependent. The rapid development of purchasing loans and small integrated estates is very inconsistent with its traditional political system:

In a state of irrational economic distribution, private armed forces with no upward path can only use force to gain prestige, and fights break out one after another.

"I have a piece of private agricultural property in Makino in the middle of the River of Fire," the child said hurriedly. "If Master Ninja wants it, I will help transfer the ownership of the territory."

"I'll give it to you by the way." I sneered. Let's not talk about how long it will take for a small child to sit in the position of ownership. Simply speaking of the Fire Nation system, the promotion channels and life assets of ninjas are firmly in the hands of the nobles. …

wrong.

I looked at him again. The child's moist eyes were red and swollen with murderous aura, but the belief inside was firm.

"you……"

"Please know that I am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

A child sat down solemnly, his forehead hit the ground, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I have no strength, no wisdom, no subordinates and no status. The only advantage is that I have some connections and capital, and I never break my promise." ! As long as you want, I can be a useful tool in your hands!"

This is an eleven or twelve year old child...

Somehow I felt like I was losing out in some way. Do they live every day like it’s their last, with the instinct to save their lives and assess the situation engraved in their bones?

Slowly pushing the knife out of its sheath, I tapped my toes on the floor, "You have a mouth that can speak, which is your greatest advantage. If you had followed my father's words, you would be dead by now."

The child said nothing, which was fine.

"In addition, you must maintain this desire. I will not doubt whether you will break your promise or think that you are bearing the humiliation..."

Seeing the child's trembling fingers, I raised my eyebrows and smiled, "Unfortunately, I am very strict with myself and others."

So I will keep my eye on you.

I will judge you.

I have the confidence to control you.

I don’t need worthless behavior.

The child lowered his head deeply and screamed with his spine bent, "Yes..."

☆

"The ninja of Chang Ming actually succeeded..." Qianliu apologized in annoyance, "Lord Mabuchi, I hope you can allow us to take over all the work in the future! This kind of provocation to Uchiha must be washed away with blood!"

"Ah."

What remains on the site is a largely intact and tidy collection of buildings. Uchiha's past missions will more or less have traces of fire escape. I still hope that they can maximize their basic taijutsu. After all, this mission is to step on the daimyo's bottom line and jump horizontally, so there can be less criticism. Just try as little as possible.

"In addition, we received news that Tajima-sama has arrived at the mission point at the junction. As expected, ninjas who are good at defense have also been deployed there."

"Father is very fast..." I unfolded the map to simulate the movement trajectory, "If everything goes well, the daimyo's demarcation order will be issued before we arrive at the next city. Their ashigaru response is very fast, and the registration should be at hand. Waiting for the opportunity..."

"Separate!" The situation must be in Uchiha's hands!

I said to Senryu, "We need to obtain enough evidence before the daimyo's subordinates are aware of our actions."

"The first three teams will go to the bank, and the last three teams will be handed over to Xiao Xiao to go to the mountain. You and I will go to Dayou!"

"!"

"Yes!" The young Uchiha's whole body trembled, and he quickly raised his eyes, and the double-groove jade fell again.

Glancing at him suspiciously, I ignored the strange behavior and packed everything I had on me. To do well, early preparation is essential. Slowly, the chaotic thoughts caused by the broken trust calmed down, and the chakra in the eyes flowed evenly and gently:

It's time to go.

☆

Uchiha Senryu, an outstanding young disciple of the Duoyang elders in the clan, a staunch neutral Uchiha.

When a mission crisis broke out in the clan when he was five years old, he had to go to the battlefield and survived by luck. When he was seven years old, he lost his mother unexpectedly and shouldered the burden of the family. When he was ten years old, he cried until dawn to open his Sharingan eye because his sister Qianyi asked to become a ninja...

He had always believed that his life was boring and boring. Most of the short fifteen years were filled with numbness and pain. There was only a very rare moment when he handed Qianyi a Doll's Day doll that he had saved up for half a year's work. The sweetness would stain the corners of his lips from his sister's.

Slowly, in his spare time, he would make puppets by himself. Eyesight and delicate hand movements are standard features of Uchiha. He also regards this as a small exercise and relaxation, thinking that if he dies one day, these dolls can be buried with him to make his departure less monotonous.

This is the simple life of the most ordinary Uchiha. You can see it to the end at a glance, as clear as white water.

if……

"Excuse me, Senryu Uchiha, right?"

One day, a girl with a more delicate face than all the dolls he had ever drawn visited his and Qianyi's home. He knew her identity, but he was still slightly disturbed when he saw her.

Those eyes are so special that they require the most delicate outlines to be traced.

As for the filling inside, he couldn't imagine it.

"Uchiha Akira, Uchiha Senryu, Uchiha Chii." The girl recorded the names quietly and put the supplies subsidized by the clan under the eaves, "Three portions of medicinal herbs, five portions of chakra attribute metal, maintenance of ninja tools Suit..."

She looked at Qianliu's wrists and fingertips, tilted her head slightly, and picked up the pen: two boxes of paint, and half a box of crystals and gems. Tentative.

"As a brother, you have to take good care of your sister."

Finally, she smiled before leaving.

Qianliu later learned that the beautiful and exquisite things sent the second time were from her personal belongings. Because he had a sister, no one else was curious about why it was given to him.

It happened that Qianyi was transferred to her team for training because of her fine chakra manipulation. Qianliu's long-hanging heart stabilized at that time:

The team does not have to face the battlefield head-on, but can also accumulate experience. The longer they live, the more days they can accompany each other...

He was very grateful to her.

"Brother, I pledge my allegiance to Lord Zhenyuan."

Qian Yi, who came back from the mission, knelt down on the floor obediently, twirled her fingers around the broken hair around her ears, and said slightly, "Master Zhenyuan appreciates me very much..."

"Being able to work under her, my life is like being illuminated by the moonlight. No amount of darkness can make me cold."

Qianliu felt that she was a little impulsive, but it was hard to change what was done. He could only try to get in touch with her in the context of future missions, and test the possibility of getting each other involved——

Now, here's your chance.