My Hokage Journey

The high and raised Arakawa Mountains connect the country of Sichuan to the south and the country of rain to the west. Like a giant open net, they tightly capture the sea moisture brought by the ocean currents from the east, creating a separation of only one mountain. , are completely different scenery: the country of wind in the Gobi desert and the country of rain with floods.

In the remote dense forest here, a strangely dressed man was sitting with his back against a thick tree and his legs spread wide.

The man looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, maybe in his early twenties. His ordinary facial features are not associated with handsomeness, but he can immediately attract the attention of others.

Because it's so thick that it makes people complain about their eyebrows.

At this time, his face looked extremely pale, and his green gymnastics uniform was torn everywhere, and many places were soaked in blood.

And with serious physical loss, he no longer had any extra energy to find a place where he could rest peacefully.

Sitting on the floor is the greatest luxury he can enjoy.

The cold rain kept beating on his body through the gaps between the leaves, desperately plundering the little body temperature left in his body. Of course, everything can be viewed from two sides. Another advantage of the heavy rain at this time is that it covered him up. He smelled of him, including the strong smell of blood on his body.

Matt Dai breathed slowly, and his pale lips seemed to tremble slightly due to the cold.

This state is really too bad, but he cannot stay here forever, because in this case his chance of survival will be even slimmer, and he will not be so stupid that the other party will let go of an enemy who mistakenly enters his base camp.

Two of his original three-person team died after being exposed to the perception barrier for a few breaths. If he hadn't forced open the five doors and rushed out of the encirclement instantly, then his fate would have been the same.

After looking at the injuries on his body, he smiled helplessly and stood up slowly while holding on to the tree trunk.

Which direction to go?

A blade of wind directly interrupted his tangle and flew towards his neck. Matt Dai squatted down again, the blade of wind lightly passed over his head, and the thick tree trunk behind him slowly began to move after a few seconds. It slides, separates from bottom to top, and falls down directly.

Brushing the rain off his face, he sighed in his heart. If he hadn't noticed the strangeness caused by the rain being cut, then he should have been separated from his body and head like this tree.

After a special greeting, Suna Ninjas with sinister faces surrounded the place from all directions. One, two, three, four... ten Suna Ninjas surrounded him, including one. The rank is jounin.

"The ninjas of Konoha, after playing the cat and mouse game for so long, it's almost time to end. Of course, if you choose to surrender now, you may be able to save your life."

The Jonin of Suna Ninja tried to paralyze the opponent with the second half of his sentence, but he was destined to be disappointed.

The moment finally came, Matt Dai smiled. At this moment, he felt calm. At least he no longer had to worry about avoiding being chased. At worst, he had to fight again. The situation could not get worse anyway. As for surrender, Matt Daye never had that option.

Not being confused, being unyielding and moving forward courageously is his way of ninja, even if he only knows taijutsu!

He closed his eyes, and a wave of air began to surge over him. Not only the mud on the ground, but also the huge raindrops above began to flow in the opposite direction. Matt Dai suddenly opened his eyes and roared ferociously, "Open the door... close the door... open the door to live!"

The green air wave instantly stirred up rain all over the body. Matt Dai's appearance shocked everyone present, but it was not over yet.

I heard him continue to shout in a hoarse voice, "Open the injury door, open the Du door!" The hoarse voice made people uneasy for no reason.

The black hair pushed up by the air wave and his ferocious expression made Matt Dai no longer look as honest as before. Just when everyone thought it was over, Matt Dai stepped out with one foot, his momentum was overwhelming, and he was shocked. Xian's vocal cords roared like a beast again, and the strange sound seemed to come from hell, but everyone present clearly understood his roar, "The sixth door... Jingmen, open!"

With a 'boom', the green air waves began to spread directly to the surrounding area. It was like a real wave hitting the face. Everyone felt the man's final unyieldingness. There was no trace of desolation, but his indomitable spirit. Determination.

The Jounin of Suna Ninja narrowed his eyes slightly. A seemingly ordinary young man actually possesses such a terrifying trick. The opponent's trick is even more frightening than before. If this ninjutsu can be obtained by them, it seems that it will be too. Not a small feat, the Sand Ninja Jonin thought in his mind.

Although he was shocked by the opponent's ninjutsu at this time, but after looking at the number of people next to him, the smile on his face rose again.

The general trend cannot be changed. They still have the upper hand. The opponent is at best a trapped beast. As long as they are careful, this is not a problem at all.

But his idea seemed to be wrong, and the other party's figure disappeared in an instant before he could react.

The next second, a chuunin next to him was suddenly kicked in the abdomen by the opponent. He flew out in a straight line, like a fired cannonball that directly broke a tree trunk as thick as a bowl. The resistance made him pause for a moment. , and then rolled on the ground for more than a dozen times, with blood splattering everywhere, and it seemed that he could no longer stand up.

Just a kick, is this kind of outburst still human?

However, Materdai did not stop his pace, because he could not maintain this mode for a long time, and a quick victory was his plan.

Disappeared again, everyone's hearts were lifted, but another Sand Ninja flew out. Although he had already made a defensive posture in advance, the result did not seem to be much better than the previous one. The sound of fractures caused the people around to take a breath of air. It took so much force to do this.

Eight, Matt Dai's muttering had just ended when another Sand Ninja was knocked away by him with one hand.

Seven, Matt Dai's self-talk is like a clock announcing the arrival of death. Every time it rings, a teammate next to him is dragged into the abyss. So who is next?

Anxiety made everyone's nerves tense, and the feeling of overestimation rose in their hearts. If God gave them another chance, then they would 100% refuse to join the hunt this time, but if this word cannot solve the problem , the only thing they can do at this moment is passive defense and prayer in their hearts.

As the only jounin in the team, it goes without saying that Sakata's heart is entangled and complicated now.

He couldn't stop it, he could tell from the first time the opponent took action.

The opponent's speed and strength were much greater than his. The best he could do was protect himself. If he wanted to counterattack, he had to keep up with the opponent's speed.

However, this secret technique of explosive potential must not last long. Sakata is sure of this, and the cost of supporting it may be life.

Thinking of this, he felt a little more comforted in his heart, and his eyes began to stare at the field, looking for the moment when the opponent showed his flaws.

Although the sacrifices of his teammates made him angry, if he lost his mind now, then all their sacrifices would be in vain.

As the blood on the clothes of his teammates was stained one by one, when the sixth person was killed, the opponent's speed finally began to drop obviously. This seemed to indicate that the opponent's physical strength was exhausted. Sakata smiled coldly in his heart, he was not going to be able to do it anymore. The next time you take action, you will die.

As expected, Matt Dai appeared again, but this time the speed was enough for Sakata to react.

The seal that had been made in advance on his hand was suddenly released at this moment, and a violent wind pressure split the rain curtain into two halves with an indomitable momentum. Matt Dai still waved his fist as if he didn't see it, and another one was hit. Shinobi spurted out blood and flew backwards, but at this time, Matt Dai could no longer dodge.

The remaining three sand ninjas smiled unconsciously at this moment, because the opponent was split into two halves, and the scene of blood splattering appeared in their minds, lifelike.

However, an unexpected surprise happened again.

They only heard a bang, and a burst of white smoke suddenly appeared on the path where the huge wind blade must pass, and the wind blade happened to sink into it. They only heard the sound of tearing cloth coming from inside, and what followed was a scene they would never forget. Appeared.

The white smoke dissipated, and a thin, fair-skinned, black-haired boy wearing only a pair of underpants appeared in their field of vision.

And he was still holding a tattered piece of cloth that had been cut in half, with a dull expression on his face.

Matt Dai looked at this familiar figure, and his expression was in a daze. Was he too weak and had an illusion? How could he not be dead, and he was not wearing clothes? It must be an illusion, Matt Dai murmured to himself.

However, the black-haired boy turned around, with a fair face, eyebrows like distant mountains, and eyes like ink. It seemed that the eyebrows were slightly longer than before, and his delicate face made people forget the ordinary.

After he saw who was behind him, he suddenly showed an awkward smile and scratched his head, "Long time no see, Dai."

But no one knew that he was already rolling his eyes at this moment. As soon as he came out, his clothes were cut off, and what was even more embarrassing was that he was bumped into by an acquaintance!

……

The black-haired boy's voice clearly appeared in Matt Dai's ears. This time he was really convinced that this was not an illusion!