Forced to sell misery

"Eight Gates of Ninjutsu, second gate of rest, open!"

Jing Ye shouted loudly, and his body turned into a residual shadow and rushed out. In an instant, the wooden stake more than a person's height not far away flew high up, shattered in the air, and a big hole appeared on the ground.

So powerful! We have only opened the second door.

Jing Ye lay on the grass and calmed his breathing. He was almost at the limit of opening the second gate. The sharp pain when the third gate was opened almost made his body collapse. However, with the medical ninjutsu in hand, he believed that if he improved his physical fitness, he would be able to open the third gate.

Is this... the feeling of becoming stronger little by little?

With the back of his hand against his forehead, Jing Ye stared absentmindedly at the mottled light shining through the leaves, but he could vaguely smell the faint scent of blood.

Jing Ye secretly tensed his body, something was wrong!

The kunai was placed on his neck, and Jing Ye's eyes widened in shock.

With a "bang", the corpse on the ground turned into smoke and exploded. Fuma Yan also turned around very quickly and blocked several kunai that were shot at him. "He is not an ordinary kid. What a trouble!"

Jing Ye hid among the trees, secretly frightened. Isn't that someone from Konoha... a spy who sneaked in? Fuma Yanya looked so embarrassed that he seemed to have been seriously injured.

Analyzing calmly, Jing Ye reached for the ninja tool bag beside his thigh.

His physical condition is not very good now, and his chakra is estimated to be less than half... and as a spy, the other party must be very strong.

Calculating the flight trajectory of each kunai, Jing Ye concentrated his mind. He knew very well that with his own strength, he could not withstand a few moves from the opponent, but he just needed to delay time and hold on until the Konoha fighters caught up here.

While throwing kunai, he moved quickly to hide himself, and Jing Ye's eyes focused - there is a flaw!

Seizing this opportunity, Jing Ye attacked with a kunai in hand, "Eight Gates of Ninjutsu, first gate, open!"

The speed was more than twice as fast, Jing Ye kicked forward, but Fuma Yan also blocked it with both hands, Jing Ye took advantage of the situation and chiseled the kunai in his hand downward, piercing the opponent's shoulder. But his ankle was grabbed by the opponent.

"Oops!" Thinking to himself that it was not good, Jing Ye turned around and kicked Feng Mo Yanye's neck. At the same time, he dropped the kunai in his hand and formed seals with both hands: Si, Wei, Shen, Hai, Wu, Yin -

"Art fire escape ho fireball!"

A fireball exploded between the two of them. Jing Ye took the opportunity to break free from the grip, and while retreating, he pulled out a few kunai and threw them out.

"Water Escape·Water Formation Wall!"

Oh no, the opponent is actually a water-style ninja! Jing Ye thought to himself that this was not good, and dodged the splashing water with a few jumps.

But I felt a strong murderous intent, where was it?

Behind!

His eyes widened, and a single magatama appeared in his scarlet pupils. Jing Ye hurriedly braked, steadied his body, and shot the kunai behind him, but it only hit a puddle of water.

Gone, where is it? Holding the kunai tightly in his hand, Jing Ye looked around vigilantly.

"Those eyes...the Uchiha brat."

A figure slowly emerged from the ripples of a puddle, "What good luck..."

At the same time, fog began to spread around.

With his vision restricted, Jing Ye jumped between the bushes, trying to change his position.

Damn it! Jing Ye suddenly regretted exposing his Sharingan. If he was just an ordinary kid, the other party might just want to use him as a hostage to threaten the people of Konoha. But if the Sharingan was exposed, the other party would most likely want to kill him and take his eyes!

What to do? He was not specialized in ninjutsu, and the only one he could use skillfully was fire escape, but the attribute restraint relationship was not advantageous.

Moreover, even with the Sharingan activated, his chakra was totally insufficient to support him in performing several large-scale fire escape techniques that could have been enough to blow away the opponent's Mist Hidden Technique.

Then... only Taijutsu is left.

After confirming the other party's position for the last time, Jing Ye closed his Sharingan.

"Eight Gates of Ninjutsu, first gate open, second gate closed, open!"

Instantly appearing at the previously confirmed location, Jing Ye punched the puddle!

The splashing water droplets turned into steel balls, and Jing Ye was accidentally pierced through the thigh!

pain!

The strain of opening the eight gates on the body coupled with the pain of having his thigh pierced instantly made Jing Ye's eyes go dark and he almost fell to his knees. The strong sense of crisis made him dare not stay, and Jing Ye endured the piercing pain and wanted to retreat.

"Thunder Escape·Earth Walk!"

Damn it? !

The distance was too close, and there was no way to dodge! He was instantly electrocuted, and Jing Ye screamed and fell into a puddle!

"Naive little brat." Feng Moyan also slowly emerged from another puddle.

A solid object condensed from the puddle, and Fuma Yan also walked towards Jing Ye - now, it was time for him to harvest the spoils, that pair of eyes... although it was a bit regrettable that it was just a pair of single magatama, but it was a Sharingan after all. I believe that the Lord should be satisfied with this gift, and their Fuma clan should not decline like this!

Reaching his hand towards Jing Ye's closed eyes, Feng Mo Yan's eyes were full of excitement and greed.

"Eight Gates of Ninjutsu, third gate of life, open!"

Wha, what?

A shadow flashed by, and Feng Moyan also looked back, but after just a moment of his eyeballs turning, he was kicked out with great force.

After crashing into several trees, Feng Moyan spat out some blood, climbed up, and looked at Jing Ye with resentment.

"Hu...Hu..." Jing Ye could hardly stand. His condition was terrible. Forcing the three doors open made his body on the verge of collapse. His injured left leg was bleeding. His eyes went dark and his consciousness began to become chaotic.

"As expected of an Uchiha? But, that's all!" Fuma Yan was also angry. By delaying all this time, the Anbu of Konoha might have noticed his whereabouts, so he had to get rid of this little brat in front of him quickly!

"Thunder Escape·Thunder Blade!"

The blinding lightning gathered, and the man rushed forward, delivering a fatal blow to Jing Ye—

"But... Damn it!" Jing Ye wanted to hide, but was tripped by a puddle under his feet.

Seeing the lightning approaching, Jing Ye's brain went blank and his pupils suddenly shrank!

The hideous blood color spread, the pupils trembled, a black magatama appeared, and the double magatama opened instantly!

Then came the three magatama, which spun madly, and complex patterns appeared, and finally froze -

Mangekyō Sharingan!

“Those eyes…!”

Finally, Fuma Hikoya's expression froze in disbelief, and these words became his last words!

But... it's too late!

Although the electric arc in his hand was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye, Feng Moyan was already close enough to Jing Ye!

It was so close that, with the huge inertia of his body rushing forward, it was enough to penetrate Jing Ye's body before the arc on his hand dissipated!

Is that the end?

Suddenly, Jing Ye's bloodshot vision was occupied by a figure that teleported in.

Itachi?!

Even though he was wearing an Anbu mask, there was no way he could have made a mistake about Itachi's words!

"no, do not want……"

Jing Ye's lips moved slightly, but he could no longer make any sound. The blood foam surging in his throat spurted out, and the overwhelming pain drowned him, and Jing Ye fell down.