My Hokage Journey

The fog is thick, and the morning light shines on the white mist, giving it a magnificent golden color, making people want to take a few more glances.

At this moment, a group of Konoha ninjas were walking through the plains.

"Tanaka-sama, after passing the dense forest in front of us, we will go around a small river and we will be there." A Chuunin accompanying him looked at the map, then pointed ahead and explained in detail.

There are several middle-aged men in their 30s and [-]s surrounding the young man in the middle with respectful expressions. This scene does seem a bit inconsistent, but it is not surprising when you think about Lu Ming's identity. The title of Jonin is not his own. It's a gold medal on the face. This is a professional certificate issued by the village, and there is no adulteration.

"Don't be careless. I will go ahead in a while, so you can slow down a little."

"Sir, why don't you just speed up and attack?"

It’s not that it’s not possible, it’s just that the fog is everywhere now, so for the sake of safety, it’s better to slow down the pace first.

"No, that's settled."

After saying that, Lu Ming glanced at the corner next to him with an indifferent expression, and gently raised the fingertips of his left hand.

The scouting ninja who was hiding among the trees was worried, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Konoha group just moving forward without even turning their heads.

He originally wanted to wait for the other party to pass by and then take a detour to report, but he seemed to be thinking too much. A long sword came in the next moment and penetrated directly between his eyebrows.

Streams of blood flowed from the forehead, then slowly dripped down the cheek. Before he could remember his reaction, he was already hit, and he didn't appear to be in much pain.

The man opened his mouth exaggeratedly, with a look of astonishment on his face that made people sympathize with him.

Since he knew the opponent's small stronghold, Lu Ming had no intention of interrogating him. Instead of wasting time, he would rather do it directly.

If the other party discovers them, then it is destined that he will not be able to go back alive.

Such a scene also made the people around him more awed. Compared with Lord Orochimaru's indifference, his disciple seemed to be exactly the same. Fortunately, such a person was his teammate, otherwise he would be a little scared just thinking about it.

But what they don't know is that this is just a feeling that Lu Ming deliberately put on to create this kind of atmosphere. After all, it's the first time to lead a team, so you have to be a little dignified, right? At this time, facial paralysis and aloofness are definitely the most suitable. expression.

The surrounding scenery quickly retreated with their galloping footsteps. This speed was neither too fast nor too slow. It would not be too late to react to the enemy's sudden attack, nor would it be too late to have the energy to fight later.

Ten minutes later, looking at the light appearing in front of him, Lu Ming gestured to the people behind him, and then rushed out first.

Feeling the soft sand and gravel under his feet, Lu Ming looked forward and saw that the riverside was covered with pebbles of all sizes, and the river water lapped at the shore. The feeling of comfort and tranquility was instantly conveyed to his mind. .

The river shrouded in mist was so psychedelic in its beauty. Even if a long-eared elf popped out at this time, he wouldn't have the slightest suspicion.

It's just that such a scenario is obviously unlikely. What is more likely to happen is the following scenario.

The mist on the river suddenly surged crazily, and a soft shout was heard from the other side, "Water Escape, the technique of a large waterfall."

The turbulent water immediately stirred up the white mist, forming a waterspout directly opposite him, rushing toward him with teeth and claws.

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sp; It's such an advanced water escape from the beginning. Aren't all Iwa ninjas good at playing with rocks?

Before the high-level water escape, Lu Ming was still thinking wildly, but he was very relieved.

When the people behind him saw this situation, they were horrified and could only disperse towards the dense forests on both sides, while anxiously watching the scene ahead.

If he were hit in the front by such a powerful water release ninjutsu, even a jounin would have to shed his skin before he died.

Living up to their expectations, they only saw the small figure of the young captain being swallowed up by a huge waterspout rising from the river in an instant. There was not even a splash, and then the strong current swept towards the woods behind. go.

There was only a crushing sound, and the forest in front was instantly cleared for more than ten meters. The uprooted tree seemed to have been pushed by a powerful bulldozer, and was directly piled up in the direction of the end of more than ten meters. The scene looked spectacular and Tragic.

At this time, the sound of several feet stepping on the water surface appeared on the river, and three figures walked out of the white mist, a combination of one woman and two men.

"You dare to attack us Iwa Ninja with this little strength. Konoha really knows how to look down on people." The woman's voice was a bit sharp and sounded mean, but the expressions of the two tall and strong men standing beside her He was equally arrogant. Although he didn't speak, he obviously agreed with what the woman said.

I saw his eyes scanning the woods slightly, and said loudly, "Aren't the remaining Konoha ninjas coming out? If you don't come out, I won't be polite." I saw him pinching his phalanges, making a crackling sound, and there was a look on his face. Sneered again and again.

"What should I do?" Takuya asked his teammates with an uneasy expression. As a chuunin, this was the first time he had faced such a sense of crisis. Faced with the three men who killed his captain with such a gesture, he had There were reasons to believe that there were at least two Jonin among them, or maybe all three. Moreover, as one of the strongholds of the Iwa Ninja, he did not believe that there were only three of them, and there must be some who were hiding.

But he was still thinking about another question in his mind, how did the other party know that they were coming to attack their stronghold? Wasn't the previous reconnaissance ninja also killed by Captain Tanaka?

It's just that it seems pointless to think about this issue at this moment. Their more important question is how to break the embarrassing situation in front of them.

The palms of his hands holding the kunai were already sweating heavily. This was the most natural manifestation of his nervousness, and it had never changed since he was a child.

"Get out." The older chuunin sighed. Although their captain's life or death was unknown, he didn't think it would be a good idea to escape at this moment.

As a ninja in Konoha, you still need to have this kind of courage. With a ratio of three to one, they have no chance of winning.

Looking at the figures that slowly jumped out, the three Iwa Ninjas seemed to be even more excited. The tall, bearded man next to them counted them one by one with his fingers, "One, two, three... Konoha There are nine ninjas in total."

Looking at the relaxed expressions on the other party's faces, Takuya felt that the chances of winning for these people seemed to be slimmer. Although he did not see their actual actions, his intuition told him so.

"Are you the only Iwa-nin?" Yukihira asked with an open voice. Although he was mourning in his heart, he couldn't be frightened at this moment. As the most senior Konoha chuunin here, he must take the lead. , even if it ends up being an egg hitting a stone.

"Haha, sister, you see Konoha's ninjas really know how to bluff, they are already like this." Another tall young man laughed without concealment, and the laughter sounded so harsh.