0476 full squad action (Ch 0476)

“Too naive.” Zao Jian formed a seal with one hand and swung the sword with the other, and the vacuum sword energy crushed the mudslide. Before the smoke and dust had dispersed, he suddenly turned around and slashed at the empty space on the left – Dong Si, who was supposed to attack by surprise, was forced to reveal his body, and half of his sleeves were cut off.

Xihi Kurenai closed the notebook: “One minute.”

Hongdou counted on her fingers, “I slashed seventeen times this morning, and Toushi used the body-flickering technique nine times.”

The situation on the field suddenly changed. Dong Si suddenly gave up high-speed movement and slapped out [Earth Flow Wall] with both hands. Zao Jian sneered and swung his sword. [Vacuum Blade] tore through the rock wall like a dead tree or rotten wood, but his pupils shrank at the moment of penetration – there was no one behind the wall.

“Underground!”

Mud gushed out from under Zaojian’s feet. The moment he leaped up, Dong Si broke through the ground and threw out a steel wire array. Five silver wires intersected to block the escape route in the air, but Zaojian used his sword as an axis to flip in the air, and his [Vacuum Blade] accurately cut all the steel wires.

“Do you have any new tricks?”

Dong Si wiped the blood from his wrist: “I just thought of an interesting one.”

When Zao Jian thrust again, Dong Si pretended that he couldn’t dodge. The moment the sword pierced his chest, there was a cry of surprise from the audience. Hong Dou’s kunai had just been released, but was intercepted in mid-air by Tunna’s snot ninjutsu.

The mud climbed up along the sword, and Dong Si’s disintegrated body suddenly reassembled behind Zaojian. The moment the kunai pressed against the back of his neck, Zaojian slashed at his shoulder with his backhand, and the desperate fighting style of exchanging injuries for injuries forced Dong Si to turn into mud again.

“That’s cruel.” Dong Si’s voice came from underground.

He panted while leaning on his sword in the morning, beads of sweat rolling down his scar: “You are not bad either.”

As the night deepened, the lights of the training ground flickered due to the occasional blocking of the lights by several moths. When Dong Si appeared again, he held three detonating kunai in each hand. Morning’s pupils shrank slightly, and the sword energy of the [Vacuum Blade] swept across was several times more fierce than before.

At the moment when the explosion smoke and vacuum sword energy collided, Dong Si’s muddy right arm suddenly stretched out, passing through the chaotic energy field and grabbing the hilt of the sword. Zao Jian decisively abandoned the sword and retreated, and the kunai that slipped out of his sleeve unexpectedly hit the target – Dong Si’s concentration was elsewhere in order to succeed in the next move.

“I got you.”

When the mud chain entangled his ankles, Zao finally showed a flaw. Dong Si’s kunai drew a bloody line on the opponent’s throat, but his left shoulder was deeply pierced by the kunai.

The hourglass on the sidelines just ran out.

Xihihong wrote on the ground: “Draw.”

Hongdou picked up the kunai and said, “Touji was hit by an extra dart.”

“But he hit a vital spot.” Hong pointed to the bloody mark on the throat in the morning, “In actual combat, it can be considered a mutual destruction.”

Dong Si sat down on the ground, blood oozing from his wound: “Do you have to be so serious…”

In the morning, a question suddenly popped up: “What are the team rules?”

“Clock in early, treat if you’re late.” Dong Si pulled off the bloodstained shoulder guard, “Welcome to join.”

When the lanterns lit up in the square opposite the training ground, Hongdou was dragging Nachi to review the details of the battle. Tunna, who couldn’t use a knife, chased Zaojian with a notebook to ask about the principle of the vacuum sword. After checking whether the barrier of the training ground was safe, Yuhi Kurenai caught up with everyone.

Dong Si suddenly stopped and looked back at the ground cut by the sword energy. He gradually fell to the end of the team. When he came to his senses, a green light condensed to heal the new wounds.

When passing by the Nanga River, he caught a glimpse of the lights in the Uchiha clan’s territory in the distance, which were denser than usual, and there were faint three magatama patterns flashing on the window paper.

“What are you looking at?” Hong’s voice startled the water birds in the reeds.

“Let’s see when they replace the lanterns.” Dong Si retracted his gaze, “The paper flowers left over from last year’s festival have faded.”

Hong looked over, the Uchiha clan emblem on the wall was a little unclear: “I heard that their clan leader approved the patrol team’s restructuring an hour ago.”

“Good.”

“But there are still a few Uchiha on the duty roster who refuse to wear recorders…”