The strongest human of Konoha

Chapter 169

Nine people formed a three swastika formation, and then intentionally or unintentionally, three small formations formed a large swastika formation.

While maintaining the clover-like shape while moving at a constant speed, the Iwanin tensed their nerves and raised their attention to the extreme as much as possible, guarding against Sakumo who would come out of nowhere.

The surprise attack on Awatu failed, and Sakumo lurks underground again. This time, because of the death of the sensory ninja, everyone can't catch Sakumo's movement, and can only use their eyes, ears, nose, and intuition to guard against it.

However, Sakumo didn't mean to attack the Iwanin who formed the formation. The upper ninjas are different from the middle and lower ninjas. The risk of attacking a group of upper ninjas is too high. If a group of upper ninjas fight for their lives, he can even Winning, but it is impossible not to pay a price, and the current situation is that he is unwilling and unable to take such a huge risk.

He is not a vanguard who breaks through the formation, he is the commander, the highest leader of the Konoha Ninja Army.

"Is the general staying behind? How brave you are!"

Another reason why Sakumo didn't pursue the retreating nine was Awato. The young commander of the Iwanin army stayed behind without hesitation. This is fat that Sakumo couldn't ignore. The value is not lower than those nine junin.

"It's just that you don't think it's too stupid to do this? Don't say that there are so many subordinates around me, even if I am alone, do you think that if you block my blow, you are my opponent? Or— Do you have other cards?" Shuo Mao emerged half of his body from the ground.

"The hole card—? Let your Excellency down, I don't have any hole cards for a shocking reversal." Su Tu shook his head, with a smile on his face, "It's just my blood that prevents me from fleeing without a fight. What is it, to tarnish the honor of the family, that is worse than death."

"································································································ will make the same choice······················································································ There was a trace of appreciation in Su Tu's eyes.

"Earth escape, rock pillar gun."

Awato's movements are very fast. Compared with the powerful but complicated high-level ninjutsu, he chose the C-level ninjutsu with few Indian styles. In front of a speed player like Sakumo, it is very likely that he will be one step slower. It is the eternal separation of yin and yang.

With the reduction of chakra in the body, sharp rock spear pillars sprung up on the ground like mushrooms, pointing straight up, smashing the crystal raindrops, but failed to catch the desired prey.

By the time the rock gun appeared at Shuo Mao's location, no one had left.

"White Lightning Strike."

The short knife came from behind with a faint electric sound, and it ruthlessly plunged into Su Tu's spine.

"Huh—? Soil clone? Ah, this hand is very beautiful!" Shuo Mao looked at the millet that had turned into a puddle of mud, and exclaimed.

Using the soil avatar to switch his body, it must have been done the moment he dived into the ground, otherwise it would be impossible to hide it from his eyes.

"Earth escape, ant hell."

The earth suddenly sank, and the solid and heavy soil rolled up like flowing water. A huge vortex appeared under Shuo Mao's feet. The high-speed moving soil pulled Shuo Mao's feet down involuntarily, an irresistible force Vigorously pulling him continuously into the mud vortex.

However, Shuo Maoban, who showed a surprised expression, also turned into ooze in the same way, and was quickly assimilated by the mud vortex.

"Earth avatar?"

Su Tu poked his head out to check the situation, his eyes widened.

Ten seconds later, the power of Ant Hell was exhausted, the mud vortex stopped moving at a super high speed, and a huge pothole appeared on the spot.

"Earth Dungeon is not the patent of your Iwanin. Although I am a bit cheeky, I also consider myself an expert in Earth Dungeon!" Shuo Mao stood on the edge of the huge pit created by the twisted power of Ant Hell, poking his head out. Looking at the imprints in the spiraling deep pit, the surrounding water is flowing rapidly towards the bottom of the pit along the spiral pattern. Although only two or three seconds later, the rising water level at the bottom of the pit can already be seen.

"White Lightning Strike."

The silver-white light of the knife fell from the sky, before it could sneak back to the ground, Su Tu swung his fist like an iron bowl, and had a head-to-head confrontation with Shuo Mao's short knife!

"Hey—!"

With the sound of electricity, blood burst out.

Su Tu's hardening technique is indeed top-notch, but he met Konoha Baiya, who was proficient in Thunder-Earth dual-element escapism and was not someone else. His instant killing technique was realized by the combination of thunder escape technique and earth escape technique.

Shirai Strike is Sakumo's original jutsu. At the beginning, it was only the use of the change in the nature of Thunder Chakra. However, after his repeated improvements, Shirai Strike has surpassed the definition of ordinary ninjutsu. The attack power follows his will. As for transformation, whether it is low-level ninjutsu or high-level ninjutsu, as long as he needs it, he can exert the corresponding power.

It is a true portrayal of Shuo Mao's esteemed sentence of obtaining the greatest results at the least cost.

Suo Tu's Earth Dun hardening technique met the restrained Thunder Dun technique, and it was Shuo Mao who had developed the penetrating characteristics of Thunder Dun to a very high level. Of course Shuo Mao would not be polite with his knife.

The short knife sliced ​​through the bones of Ato's hand, and the jumping silver-white electric arc tore the muscle and skin on the arm. The smell of blood and burnt smell was mixed together, and Sakumo pressed down the short knife without changing his expression, trying to tear Ato's head together. Cut it off———

"Pfft!!"

Before Shuo Mao's short knife cut off his left arm together with his head, Su Tu violently cut off his left arm shoulder-to-shoulder with a knife in his right hand, and threw the severed arm to Shuo Mao, while he took advantage of the moment to sneak in underground.

Leaving his thick arms at his feet, Sakumo looked at the pitch-black earth.

"Delaying time? Troublesome guy, it would be nice to die obediently, and I can give you a good time, so I have to find guilt for myself." Shuo Mao looked at the severed arm at his feet and shook his head. The ruthlessness and determination to chop off one's own arm with a fleshy palm is really extraordinary, but—the result will not change because of this.

Ever since Su Tu stayed alone to delay Shuo Mao's footsteps, the result was already doomed.

"It's coming to an end soon, Huali, go and help Master Shuo Mao find out the guy from the underground."

"Eh? Is this the end? Senior Goto."

The young woman named Huali looked at Shinobu Goto in surprise.

"Of course, it should be said that the moment of the beginning is over, but this time the process took longer than I expected." Goto said shaking his head, "The young man from Iwanin is very good, if he can practice for a few more years , the future is definitely a big trouble, but fortunately, he has no future."

(End of this chapter)