Konoha: Naruto Taught By Aizen

If he fights desperately, there will be a chance for this Jōnin in the future.

It's just that he has been fighting for too long, plus it's just a small ninja village, so the overall strength can only be regarded as the lowest level of Jōnin.

Hearing Naruto's arrogant words, Jōnin's red eyes stared at Naruto through the smoke.

This familiarity reminded him of the figure lingering in his memory.

He was born in the little-known small ninja village.

In the year of practicing Chakra, his talent showed, and in just two years he became the No. 1 genius in Ninja Village.

enjoy many glory.

He is quite arrogant, and believes that even if he puts himself in those Great Ninja Villages, he is definitely a genius-level existence.

He was looking forward to an opportunity.

An opportunity to show his talent to the entire ninja world.

Finally, one day, he waited for the coveted Chūnin exam.

He came to Konoha with the expectations of Quan Nin Village to take the Chūnin exam.

he thought.

Own talent Penultimate.

he thought.

Even Konoha's Tianjiao is not his opponent.

However.

When he was easily defeated by the opponent's physical technique, when that foot stepped on his face.

The white-haired boy with the mask said in an extremely indifferent tone: "It's really boring."

At that moment, his heart collapsed.

It turned out that his genius was just a very ordinary role in the Great Shinobi Village.

From that moment on, the white-haired ninja became a lingering nightmare in his heart.

He left Konoha, went back without face, and finally wandered into this small town to join the intelligence tavern.

After more than ten years of hard work, he became the leader inside.

But at the same time, he hadn't shot for many years because he was afraid of fighting, and his body was rusted.

Hearing this tone again, the nightmare emerged, and he looked at Naruto's mask.

Clenched your fists quietly!

The genius of the past and the genius of the present overlapped, causing the same fighting spirit to arise in his heart.

I have been afraid for most of my life, should I continue to be afraid?

Retirement is death, it is better to fight to the death!

"Who the hell are you?" He took a deep breath and asked.

"Mist Shinobi." Naruto cherished the words like gold, placing his hands on his waist.

Slowly pulled out Kyōka Suigetsu and stood in front of him.

"Om." Against the sunlight, Kyōka Suigetsu shimmered and rippled.

Jōnin's pupils shrank, and his heart was horrified, followed by anger.

Mist Shinobi!

It turned out to be Mist Shinobi!

Why Mist Shinobi? !

It turned out to be the case, this is to remove the grind and kill the donkey!

For these great ninja villages, only interest is the bond that maintains the relationship.

It seems that Mist Shinobi wants to secretly take over this area, and they want to slowly eat into Konoha's intelligence organization.

War is coming!

He lifted his kunai tremblingly, ready to fight to the death.

He looked at Naruto's long sword.

In the sun, the knife was like a reflection in the lake, sparkling and ripples.

Like a mirror image that is broken at one touch, it can appear intact the next moment.

The many changes are shocking.

What illusion is this?

Isn't he a ninja of Taijutsu?

Jōnin's mind was full of thoughts, his muscles tense. Naruto looked up at the sky, then at Jōnin with a smile on his face: "It's getting late, I don't want your blood to eclipse the sunset."

"Shh." The words fell, and the sword light flashed.

Jōnin's hair stood upright, and a severe sense of crisis struck.

He seals quickly.

The stand-in wood was directly chopped to pieces, and Jōnin also got close to Naruto, and Kunai stabbed in the chest.

"Qiang." The Kuwu and the long sword intersected, and the huge force brought by them caused Kuwu to collapse directly.

His vision was disturbed for a while, and when he looked at Naruto again, there was no longer a long knife in his hand, and he punched him hard in the chest.

Jōnin parried in embarrassment, but was knocked back by Naruto.

His gymnastics are really bad.

"Hadō No. 4: Bai Lei." Naruto seemed impatient and stretched out his right finger.

The next moment, a rich white light suddenly burst out.

Jōnin couldn't help but turn around in front of him.

"Ah." With the screams, Bai Lei brushed his body, swept away his left arm, and fell into the distant house with a large blood flower.

The house exploded in an instant, the smoke filled the air, and the piercing screams of residents resounded in the town.

Countless townspeople fled in a panic.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

"Ah." Jōnin groaned in pain, clutching his broken arm.

The look in Naruto's eyes has no fighting intent, only endless fear.

Such smooth ninjutsu, so fast and powerful.

Even in the Great Ninja Village, he is an absolute genius.

Such a genius can't win by himself. .

"Please spare my life, I am willing to be a cow and a horse." He knelt down and kowtowed hard.

Abandon the dignity of a ninja.

Seeing such a cowardly opponent, Naruto shook his head.

"Even your self-esteem has been abandoned, and you are not even qualified to die." He turned and walked in the direction Rock Lee left.

He disdain to shoot, does not mean that Jōnin will not die.

The root ninjas who watch are sure to pick up the slack.

Unexpectedly, the moment he turned around, hatred flashed in that Jōnin's eyes. He clenched his right hand tightly, and stabbed Naruto's back.

"Death!! Die for me!!!!" As if seeing the scene of stabbing a genius to death, his eyes were full of madness that lost his mind.

"Om." Strange ripples appeared in his sight again, he stabbed in the air, and his body rushed forward a few steps due to inertia.

"What kind of weird illusion is this?" Before he could regain his senses, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

Looking down, he found that the long knife had quietly sunk into his chest, and the exposed tip of the knife was lying with a beautiful flower of blood.

A low voice came from my ear:

"It seems that I still expect too much from you."

"Such a fight is pointless."

"Bang." As Jōnin fell to the ground, the vitality in his eyes slowly disappeared.

He didn't understand until his death why his battle was so unbearable.

"It's a terrifying bloodline limit." Root Jōnin, who was observing in the dark, couldn't help but feel a throbbing.

Reading Kyōka Suigetsu information and seeing it in person are completely different.

Originally, he thought that this visual control limit could only be used to abuse vegetables, and even if he was there, he could see many flaws.

Just because the battle is fierce, so many times the details are not noticed.

But as a third party watching the battle, even if he looked at this death battle with extremely strict requirements, he could not find the flaws in the weaving illusion.

In his line of sight, Naruto flashed like a figure in a mirror.

Sometimes in the back, sometimes in the front.

How can the refraction of light and fog be able to do this?

This bloodline limit has been developed to the point of terrifying.

can only say.

As expected of the person that Danzo-sama took a fancy to.

When he saw Naruto walking out of the field, the shock in his heart still didn't completely subside, and he couldn't hide the complexity in his heart.

"What a horrible guy."