The Thousand Faces of Konoha's Weird Man

8 One-sword style in actual combat

"We tried our best, but it wasn't fast enough."

Fighting has always been a very physically demanding job. Otherwise, why would Metkai conduct such high-intensity training every day? Isn’t it just to make his endurance reach a point where he cannot be worn down by regular fighting?

However, not every ninja who is good at physical skills can reach that level, not to mention that in a fierce pursuit battle, strong mental pressure will accelerate the consumption of the already very limited physical strength.

dragging tired body

Jubei is definitely the most tired among the people. Continuous use of escape techniques consumes a lot of chakra. Coupled with the fact that he had just experienced a high-intensity physical battle, his body could no longer squeeze out much chakra, and the lactic acid was slowly released, making him extremely uncomfortable.

But even so, this strong captain still strives to maintain a fighting attitude, because the battle is not over yet, maybe it can only be regarded as just beginning.

"Thank you for your hard work, did you have fun playing with our water clone?" Sure enough, Kirikage's ANBU had arrived.

"You should know that this kind of thing is very important to Konoha and Kirigage."

"Now is not the time to say such stupid things." The strong man next to the suspected Kirikage leader directly interrupted Jubei's negotiation with a thick voice.

It is indeed a naive idea. If communication can solve the problem, then why go to war?

What's more, Anbu is a tool used to deal with all kinds of dirty things. Even in peacetime, espionage projects and infiltration and sabotage are indispensable in various ninja villages. Such people will die as soon as they die, and no one will care about them at all. life and death.

At most, you are just a name on the memorial tablet. No one wants to know where you came from and where you died.

Now, there is only one way left for Konoha ninjas

war

Before the "general" Anbu riding Kirikage could complete the encirclement, Jubei shouted loudly.

The general rolled out the scroll and formed a seal with his hands. After a burst of smoke, a weapon as tall as a person was thrown towards Jubei.

It was a huge long-handled sword weapon. Compared with neon's traditional naginata, its head was more than twice as big, and the mottled material didn't look like ordinary metal. Instead, it looks like polished stone tools, filled with the solidity and thickness of granite.

This weapon reminds Saki of something that once appeared in neon history.

Saber

Before the appearance of the Nodachi, the weapons used against cavalry were extremely heavy.

This kind of murderous weapon is more like a hammer than a knife. It can be said to be fatal or injured on the battlefield.

Even Jubei, who always relied on fists and kicks to fight, took out weapons. Saki knew that the current situation had developed into a very dangerous situation.

The kunai and dagger in his hands were tightened by him again, and the sweat on his palms silently moistened the bandage binding the handle.

The fog shadows walking in the distance were not just the three of them, there was also a little man falling in the distance.

They were slender, either women or children, and looked a little weak. It is very likely that the opponent is a perceptive ninja or an attacker who is good at escaping. As for why he looked listless, Zoji speculated that he might have consumed too much energy during the pursuit, and he looked weak after all.

This little man is of course Qinglian, and he is the culprit of those water clones that just appeared. It is a bit reluctant for him to copy the abilities of three people at the same time, and the excessive consumption of chakra makes him look a little sluggish. I'm afraid he won't be of much help in the next battle, but this is the treasure of the Kirikage team, and as the captain, Yubari was not prepared to let him take action.

"Hitomi, your mission is still to protect Qinglian. Leave these three guys to me and Otome." Otome is the real name of the guy who fought against Sakichi. His full name is Zao Otome. He is very powerful.

Hitomi, who had a broken arm, also managed to deal with the injury during the pursuit. A bandage sandwiched two wooden boards firmly fixed the arm, hanging dangling under the neck.

"Let's go to Otome." After whispering, Yubari rushed forward with the strong Otome.

In his eyes, the people in Konoha are at the end of their game. Maybe a charge can solve them. What's more, Kirikage and the guys with swords are good at fighting with wide open and wide. Compared with sneak attacks, frontal attacks are more effective. Can show their great strength.

"Drink" When they met on a narrow road, there was no possibility of retreating. Jubei raised his sword and collided with Yubari fiercely.

After the dull sound of weapons clashing, the two of them had such a tacit understanding that they both took a step back to relieve their numbness.

"Otome, go and get rid of those two guys first." Jubei is very powerful. Yubari has gained a deep understanding of him along the way, but he didn't expect that even if he was forced to such a situation, he would still have a fight. Power. The situation was not as optimistic as he thought, so he could only find a breakthrough in other directions.

"It's up to me." Otome would never let him down. The strong man with a hammer in one hand and an ax in the other looked extremely tough. If you could see the expression under his mask, it would be extremely ferocious.

And in order to deal with two opponents at the same time, he had connected the ax and hammer together with a chain. This weapon gave Saki a strong sense of déjà vu.

"Pocket cut with a dull knife"

"Kid, do you still have any eyesight?" Otome was slightly proud that she could be called out by Konoha's ninjas by the name of her weapon, or the expected name. His lifelong ideal was to inherit Kabuto Kabuto and become a new ninja. One of the seven swordsmen.

However, this kind of pride did not last long. After a little observation, Zoji came up with another answer.

This is definitely not a dull knife cut, but the shape is similar, which means that the guy in front of me is just an imitator.

What's more, Sakichi has fought against his water body. Even if the water body's strength is compromised, this guy's strength is definitely not up to the level of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen.

Of course, Boruto's generation is basically useless, not counting Kirikage's generation.

"Just a fake"

"Hey, hey, while you can still breathe, feel free to say these sarcastic words. As long as I kill you and take the beheading sword back, I will soon be the master of the dull knife Kabuti." Faced with Saki's provocation, this The seemingly irritable guy turned out to be surprisingly calm, and even felt a perverted sense of joy.

Sure enough, the generation who grew up in the blood mist cannot use common sense to infer that killing people has been integrated into their blood, and it is their daily life.

As long as they can kill people, their mood will not be too bad. Simple provocation has no effect. For them, it is just like a routine warm-up.

Seeing that the provoking method had lost its effect, Sakichi was not ready to continue the quarrel, but instead called out to his teammates: "Senior General"

"understood"

The tactic just now worked, and Saki was ready to repeat it again. The most important point is to use the general to contain the opponent, and then create space and time to give himself a chance to kill him with one blow.

Blah, blah, blah

This time, the prisoner's ninja tools came out, and what was even more insidious was that there were several flash bombs hanging from the tail of the kunai that flew out.

Otome holding a big ax and a heavy hammer is like holding up two door panels. She can block all hidden weapons with just a simple wave. Therefore, the general's offensive is destined to not have much effect, but the weapons are not door panels after all. They cannot block the light.

Holding the dagger sheathed on his back at his waist, Sakichi closed his eyes, and after counting one, two, three silently in his mind, he shot towards Otome like an arrow from a string, sticking to the water.

Halfway through, a burst of intense white flashed across Zoji's eyelids, and he understood that the time had come.

His eyes suddenly opened, and the scene reflected was only black and white.

"One knife style, Iai"