Chapter 175 A Talent of the Immortal Clan
Chapter 175 A Talent of the Immortal Clan
"Using the earth dragon as cover to disrupt the opponent's vision, he launched an attack with his clones. In such a short time, he devised a suitable tactic. This Abe Moriichi may seem arrogant, but he is actually a cunning fellow."
From the start of the battle, Shisui transformed into a guide, constantly sharing his discoveries and insights.
Zhishui isn't a talkative person; he did this to learn.
Sharing your thoughts and exchanging ideas with others can broaden your thinking, help you learn more, and prevent you from working in isolation.
Kyosuke leaned against the wall of the stands and said calmly, "From the very beginning, Abe Moriichi has been targeting us, probably to curry favor with the daimyo."
"The name, well, in the end it's all about profit."
Zhi Shui sounded somewhat melancholy, suddenly not wanting to grow up anymore, because growing up brings too many troubles.
Asuma then looked at Kyosuke and asked, "The old man told me to listen to you, what are your plans?"
Given Kyosuke's current status and strength, it was not advisable for him to get too deeply involved in such troublesome matters. Therefore, he answered respectfully, "I will observe, listen, think, and remember more. I will investigate the intelligence according to the Hokage's orders. As for what happens next, I will follow the Hokage's further instructions."
As the group discussed this, the battle on the field continued. Five of Mi Shou's clones rushed towards Ji Riku from different directions, but Ji Riku calmly launched a counterattack.
Just as the five clones rushed to within five steps of the land, chakra fists appeared one after another, shattering them into clumps of rubble.
Mimori watched all this calmly from a distance, analyzing the situation in his mind.
The five clones lined up in a row, forming an arc-shaped attack area of over 180 degrees, yet they had no effect whatsoever and were shattered almost simultaneously. It seems that Di Lu's attacks have virtually no blind spots.
In that case, let's try to block the view of the land.
If they can't see it, the landmass might not be able to launch a precise attack.
Thinking of this, Mi Shou formed a hand seal and exhaled a strong gust of wind towards the ground, stirring up dust and sand to form a large sandstorm that rushed towards the land.
"Oh, you've already come up with a new tactic so quickly? You're quick-witted. This Abe Morikazu is definitely worth training."
Seeing Mimori's actions, Kazuma was very impressed.
However, Mori Kun, who was standing next to Kazuma, became suspicious and suddenly asked, "This Abe Moriichi is so young and comes from a small ninja clan, yet he is strong and intelligent. He was able to defeat Asuma. Could there be something wrong with him? We are recruiting direct subordinates of the daimyo, so we can't let someone with problems infiltrate us."
It wasn't that Morikun realized Abe Moriichi was a fake; it was simply that his long years as a minister had fostered a suspicious nature, and his loyalty to the daimyo made him instinctively suspicious.
Suspicion wasn't limited to Abe Morikazu as an individual; it also extended to his entire family.
"Have you investigated the information on Abe Morikazu and the Abe clan? Is it reliable?"
He Ma was somewhat dismissive of Mao Likun's question.
Although Mao Likun was clever, he was not a ninja after all, and his words were uninformed.
"Rest assured, sir. We have investigated the backgrounds of these people and there are basically no problems. Once the official members are selected, there will be further assessments and secret investigations to ensure that the enemy cannot infiltrate."
"Besides, people come in all shapes and sizes, and their talents are always different. The ninjutsu and taijutsu that Abe Morikazu uses are all relatively ordinary moves, but they have become powerful in his hands, which can only mean that he has good talent."
"To be honest, Asuma's strength is actually above Abe Morikazu's, but he was defeated because of his personality flaws. However, as long as we provide enough resources, Abe Morikazu's strength will definitely soar. At that time, Abe Morikazu will have tasted the sweetness of success, and after he has pledged his allegiance to us, his interests will be completely tied to ours, making him absolutely loyal and reliable."
Hearing Kazuma's explanation, Mao Likun felt a little more at ease and continued to watch the battlefield, but he could only see dust flying everywhere and a gray haze. He could no longer see the figures of Jiriku and Mishou.
Sand and pebbles kept hitting his face, so Di Lu simply closed his eyes, thinking to himself that this opponent had a lot of tricks up his sleeve and was not easy to deal with.
However, he was not nervous. He had cultivated powerful "Immortal Talents" and was confident that he could handle any attack.
The attack routes are simply in six directions: front, back, left, right, above, and below.
Since we've lost sight, let's try to feel with our hearts.
Jiraiya increased his chakra output, and the Guanyin statue behind him shone with golden light, growing even larger, almost piercing through the surrounding sandstorm and enveloping Jiraiya's body.
The chakra beside Jiraiya is his eyes and his fist.
Once the enemy is spotted, it will unleash its most ferocious attack.
At that moment, Mi Shou was preparing to use Earth Release to sneak underground and launch a sneak attack, but he saw a fierce golden light emanating from the sandstorm and immediately changed his mind.
It seems that Dilu is on guard, so let's be on the safe side and use a clone to probe.
Mi Shou formed hand seals, and the surrounding soil transformed into clones that burrowed underground to launch a sneak attack.
To enhance the clone's attack power, Mi Shou even attached an explosive tag to the clone.
The clone circled around underground to behind the land, but was smashed as soon as it peeked out, giving the explosive tags no chance to detonate.
"It seems we have failed. As expected, the Fire Temple's long-standing secret technique must have undergone many improvements. It's impossible for it to have any obvious flaws. Simply blocking the view is not enough to win."
Mi Shou was not disappointed and continued to analyze the situation calmly.
“Jiri is very strong and doesn’t have the personality flaws that Asuma does. If he doesn’t reveal his strength, it will be difficult for him to win. Let’s have a wonderful draw.”
Although Misato was a little annoyed that he couldn't kill anyone, the mission had to continue.
Mishou continued forming hand seals and launched an attack.
The ensuing battle turned into a showcase for Mimori.
Earth Release, physical techniques, and weapon throwing—all sorts of skills are on display.
Ambush, pincer attack, feint, poison, traps—a dazzling array of tactics.
The land is like a mountain; no matter how it changes, it remains steadfast and unmoved.
The only time Jiroki remained motionless was when Mikami used the poison mist; he frowned, moved his feet to dodge once, and easily shattered Mikami's sneak attack.
At the time, Mimori had a sudden inspiration, thinking he had found a way to restrain Jiraiya, only to be slapped in the face by reality.
Poisoned blades can hardly get close to the land.
The poisonous mist could potentially harm Jiraiya, but no matter how strong Jiraiya's chakra fist is, it can't break through the mist.
However, the land simply doesn't want to move, not that it can't.
Moreover, given the long history of the Fire Temple, it's quite normal for it to collect some ninjutsu.
It's just that Jiraiya is more comfortable using the talents of the Sage Clan, so he doesn't use other ninjutsu much.
You can use poison mist, move the land, and even disperse it with wind jutsu, then Mishou will lose his temper.
A dozen minutes later, Mi Shou knelt on the ground, a sharp pain shot through his abdomen, and he vomited a mouthful of blood. Like a wounded wild beast, he stared fiercely at Di Lu.
At this point, he was still more than ten steps away from the land and dared not approach any further.
Di Lu, whose clothes were only a little dirty but had no injuries, spoke in a calm voice: "Now, can we end this?"
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