Naruto: My Own Wind

Tara Tara...

The sound of wooden clogs rubbing against the ground came from the door.

Soon, a young man with ordinary clothes and plain looks came to Longsang.

He looked up, with an expression that said, "You owe me two and a half million," and lazily extended his index finger, "I want double that."

"What?" Long Sang turned his head in surprise. "Didn't we agree on the price? How could you raise the price at the last minute?"

"This yellow-haired guy is so powerful, he can beat more than ten people by himself. He is beyond my budget." The young man put his little finger into his nostril, rotated it for a while, and dug out a dark substance. He stretched out his hand and smeared it on Long Sang's clothes. "Originally, one move could solve it, but now it takes two moves. Do you think I should pay for two moves?"

Long Sang wrinkled his nose, pouted his lips, and had a look of disgust on his face. He wanted to refuse, but this kid was his last trump card.

Although this guy is greedy for money and lustful, he is very powerful. Long Sang once saw him kill more than a dozen ninjas with his own eyes, just like chopping melons and vegetables.

Long Sang smiled against his will and said, "Yamamoto Ichi, I will give you three times the price and provide you with a group of very beautiful women, but you have to get rid of them as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto tilted his mouth to the right, revealing a sly smile, "Great! Then it's a deal."

Turning his head, Yamamoto's mouth corner was still tilted to the right, and he glanced at Kazama. His eyes were full of contempt, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.

"Yellow Hair, do you want to surrender or let me take action? I can tell you, as long as I take action, there will be no complete existence."

Looking at the other person's smile, Fengjian suddenly felt a sense of familiarity: someone smiled evilly with a crooked mouth, and all the beauties came into the basket.

That's it? Crooked mouth, evil charm, if you don't vomit, you have a strong psychological quality.

I don’t know why those idiots call this kind of expression charm. It’s just a piece of shit!

In fact, Feng Jian has a good mental quality. He pinched his chin and said in a serious manner, "According to your logical thinking, your father, your mother, and your wife are all incomplete.

Well, it’s really incomplete.”

Kazama placed particular emphasis on the word "complete", and his tone was full of frivolity, which coupled with his expression of approval made Yamamoto's eyes spit fire.

"Boy, you are dead. I will cut you into pieces and turn your bones into ashes!"

In response to Yamamoto's intimidation, Fengjian just made Mr. Hao's signature gesture and shouted, "Come here!"

Yamamoto had a ferocious look on his face, his forehead was full of blue veins, and his fists were clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound.

Whoosh!

Fengjian was slightly surprised, but still raised his left arm.

boom!

Dengdeng!

Fengjian took two steps to the right.

Yamamoto succeeded in hitting him, and immediately followed up with a swing of his fist.

Kazama took a step back, allowing the opponent's fist to miss.

When Yamamoto saw that his punch failed to hit, he stepped forward and attacked Kazama's abdomen with his knee.

Fengjian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, without retreating or turning around, he raised his left arm and hit the opponent's thigh hard with his elbow.

boom!

Yamamoto jumped back on one leg, and after landing, his right leg trembled slightly.

When he looked up, he saw a fist right in front of him. Yamamoto dodged it by turning his head and punched Kazama in the abdomen at the same time.

Kazama turned to the side quickly, and Yamamoto's fist just grazed his clothes.

boom!

Kazama grabbed the other's wrist.

Upon seeing this, Yamamoto tried to pull out forcefully, and at the same time stretched out his other hand to support Kazama's back to prevent himself from being thrown over the shoulder.

Unfortunately, he made a wrong judgment. Kazama didn't want to do an over-the-shoulder throw at all. He just wanted to do a windmill.

Grab the opponent's wrist with both hands, swing it three hundred and sixty times in the air, and then you are the last one to go, throwing Yamamoto away.

Yamamoto Ichi, who was in mid-air, was very depressed. He had never thought that there would be a time when he could become a flying man for free.

You know, these are all my own projects!

Suddenly, Yamamoto frowned, twisted his body backwards, raised his elbows, and rushed backwards.

boom!

Kazama blocked the attack with slight surprise.

Kazama didn't expect that Yamamoto Ichi's reaction was so quick. As soon as he flashed behind him, his attack was already in place.

Although the attack failed, Yamamoto had already turned around in mid-air, raised his fist, and engaged in a fierce punch-and-fist fight with Kazama while falling freely.

After a series of bangs, the two men fell to the ground, and the close combat continued, but the speed was getting faster and faster.

It was so fast that afterimages appeared, leaving the five people present with nothing but mouths to open.

Yamamoto became more and more frightened as the fight went on. It was the first time he encountered an opponent that he could not defeat even with all his physical skills.

No, if we continue fighting like this, the outcome will be uncertain.

It seems that we need to change our strategy.

So, taking advantage of a boxing opportunity, Yamamoto did a backflip and jumped a long distance. After landing, he began to make seals with his hands.

Seeing the other party forming hand seals, Fengjian frowned.

Because the opponent's seal was a bit special, he actually used three seals of wind, thunder and earth.

This is?

While Kazama was confused, Yamamoto once again showed his most evil smile, with the corner of his mouth just one centimeter away from his ear.

"Shadow Escape - Shadow Mage!"

I saw a shadow man slowly emerging from the shadow behind Yamamoto. His figure was almost the same as Yamamoto's, except that he had no facial features.

Shadow Escape? Is there such a ninjutsu in Naruto?

While Kazama was still thinking, the shadow man produced a shadow kunai in his hand, and ran towards Kazama at a rapid speed holding the kunai.

Swish!

Fengjian lowered his head, and the shadow kunai swept over his head, and a few strands of long yellow hair were blown away.

If it weren't for Kazama's quick reaction, his hair wouldn't have been flying.

Fengjian secretly complained that on the battlefield, one really can't think rashly.

But it's really not his fault. He really couldn't figure out who in Naruto could use Shadow Escape!

Seeing that his attack missed, the shadow man raised his left leg and kicked Fengjian in the crotch, heading straight for his vulnerable spot.

what the hell!

This little black man is so insidious!

Fengjian quickly stepped back to avoid this insidious move.

call!

There was a gust of wind behind Fengjian's head, and he squatted down quickly. The kunai in Yamamoto's hand cut off a few strands of yellow hair again.

As soon as he squatted down, the shadow man's black legs appeared in front of Fengjian.

It was too late to hide, so Kazama could only raise his arms to protect his eyes.

boom!

Feng Jian was kicked out.

With one hand supporting the ground, Fengjian did a somersault and landed safely.

When I looked up, a fist as big as a sandbag was right in front of me.

Kazama leaned back to avoid Yamamoto's punch, while at the same time raising his right leg and kicking his opponent in the crotch.

Yamamoto quickly bent his waist, stuck out his buttocks, and quickly pressed his hands down on Kazama's thighs, preventing his crotch-touching kick from moving any further upwards.

Kazama took this opportunity to retract his legs, straighten his back, and swing his right fist to hit his opponent's head.

boom!

A black arm blocked Fengjian's fist.

When the shadow man blocked Kazama's attack, Yamamoto also used a crotch kick.

This is called courtesy!

Feng Jian had no choice but to retract his fist and step back.

Seeing Fengjian retreating, the shadow man quickly stepped forward and kicked Fengjian in the face with a high whip kick.

After Fengjian leaned back to avoid the attack, he took a step forward and hit the shadow man hard with his clenched right fist.

Since the shadow man's legs have not been retracted yet, Fengjian's punch will definitely hit the shadow man.

The right fist, mixed with fist wind, hit the shadow man's chest accurately.

There was no scene of the shadow man flying backwards as imagined, only the scene of Fengjian's fist passing through the shadow man.

Moreover, because he used too much force, Fengjian staggered forward two steps, and his entire body passed through the shadow man.

Doesn't this guy have a physical body?

No, I was kicked away by it just now.

But...how did I penetrate it again?

While Kazama was shocked, the shadow man turned around and did a roundhouse kick. Kazama had to raise his arms to block in a hurry.

boom!

Fengjian was kicked and took five or six steps back before he could stand firm.

boom!

Seizing this sudden punch, Kazama swung it hard and threw Yamamoto out again.

Seeing the shadow man running towards him again, Fengjian frowned. This broken thing can hit you, but you can't hit it. Isn't this equivalent to Kamikaze?

Divine power?

Seeing the shadow man getting closer and closer to him, Fengjian curled his lips and said, "Then let me see if you are exactly the same as Kamui."

Seeing the shadow man's fist heading straight for his face, Fengjian stretched out his left hand to block it, and hit the shadow man in the abdomen with his right fist.

The shadow man's fist and Kazama's right fist hit each other at the same time.

As a result, Kazama's right fist penetrated again, while Kazama's left hand was hit hard by the shadow man's punch and he took a step back.