From Naruto onwards, I've become a dreamer.

Chapter 223 The persistent Uchiha Mikoto!

"is it?"

Mikoto squinted, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her eyes.

As he said this, he touched his wrist with his fingertips, activating the necromancer engraved on it, and then turned and threw out a kunai.

when!
White Fang reacted extremely quickly, raising his hand to block the kunai.

"Shuriken Manipulation Technique!"

Mikoto Uchiha had anticipated this, and like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, she unleashed dozens of shuriken.

Swish swish!
Thousands of shuriken flew through the air, a dense, dark mass like a swarm of bees, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

Dozens of shuriken, controlled by the Uchiha clan's inherited techniques, drew astonishing arcs from all directions and angles, but all had the same target.

Dangdangdang
Bai Ya frowned slightly. With just a kunai and his superb skills ingrained in his bones, he unleashed several consecutive slashes, cleaving all the flying shuriken away.

But after he was struck by lightning, he suddenly realized something.

Immediately, a bitter expression appeared on his face, and his eyes, dark and unfathomable, looked towards Uchiha Mikoto.

He knew... he had been exposed!
His subconscious action, though he tried his best to avoid it, still revealed White Fang's swordsmanship.

If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't have noticed this clue.

But the person in front of me is the Uchiha, known for his insight, and he also possesses the most powerful Mangekyou Sharingan. How could I not see through this little trick?
"As expected, it's White Fang's swordsmanship."

Mikoto stared intently at him, her breathing suddenly becoming rapid: "You really are Hatake Sagumo, but you were clearly dead. I saw your corpse with my own eyes. Why... are you still alive?!"

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, White Tooth sighed softly.

He slowly removed his hood, revealing an ordinary, icy-looking middle-aged face, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

"It really is you, Hatake Sagumo!"

Upon seeing that familiar face, Mikoto was deeply shaken, as if struck by a heavy hammer, and she froze on the spot.

She was shocked to see the person she thought was dead suddenly appear alive and well before her.
"Why bother, Mikoto?" White Fang said calmly, "If you had pretended not to know, I might have let you leave today, but now you can only leave your life here!"

Swish!
Their unique assassination techniques leave no room for concealment.

White Fang approached Uchiha Mikoto with an almost uncanny speed, and immediately unleashed a faint light with his kunai, like a 'thread' drawn in the air.

Sensing danger, Mikoto quickly raised her kunai to block.

However, when White Fang swung his kunai and slashed forward, the extremely thin trajectory, like a silk thread, directly broke through Mikoto's defense.

The imagined sparks flying when the kunai collided did not occur.

Instead, a silky smooth cut, like a butter knife, severed Mikoto's kunai, causing a large amount of blood to bloom on her left shoulder.

Mikoto clutched her left shoulder and staggered back several steps. The intense pain made her kneel on the ground.

Looking at that half, the severed kunai, the cut surface was as smooth as a mirror, which made people wonder why there was such a big difference when they were both made of kunai.
"A slash is not the same as a slash."

At this moment, Bai Ya seemed to see through her doubts and said calmly, "Perhaps you have never noticed that the angle of a slash can be completely different if it deviates even slightly."

As he spoke, as if demonstrating, he gripped the kunai and swung it out again.

In his hand, the kunai seemed to be an extremely sharp divine weapon. As the faint light of lightning danced, a thread as thin as a silkworm thread tore through the air!
"Did you see that clearly? That stab just now."

White Fang looked at Mikoto and said calmly, "The key lies in the difference in how you hold the sword, the angle at which the blade lands, and the trajectory of your strike. This is the key to determining the power, and it is also the most important point in White Fang's swordsmanship."

"When anyone wields a weapon, the angle of the blade will deviate slightly."

"It is that slight deviation that causes the blade and the trajectory of power to form a rather subtle angle, and the power will be greatly lost."

"Swinging the weapon like that is more accurately described as 'striking' than 'slashing'."

"The true essence of the White Fang Sword Technique lies in making the trajectory of the blade and the force exerted during the swing infinitely consistent. Only in this way can nothing be broken!"

Looking at White Fang, who was rambling on and on, even analyzing the essence of White Fang's swordsmanship, Uchiha Mikoto was puzzled: "Why are you telling me all this?"

However, White Fang seemed not to hear him, his gaze fixed on a certain spot in the forest, and he said indifferently, "If you heard me clearly, then hurry up and get lost."

A figure slowly emerged from the forest, his voice trembling with disbelief: "Is it you, Father?!"

The person who arrived was none other than Kakashi Hatake.

The father and son met under such circumstances, and Orochimaru, who was standing nearby, immediately revealed a playful look in his eyes.

“Boy, I am not your father,” White Fang said coldly. “I am merely a vengeful spirit driven by hatred.”

"No, you are the father!"

Kakashi's eyes trembled as he walked step by step toward White Fang: "If you weren't my father, why would you tell me the essence of White Fang's sword technique?"

Swish!
White Fang appeared before him in an instant, and those cold, emotionless eyes made Kakashi's heart tighten.

"I'll teach you the essence of the White Fang Sword Technique, but it's just the residual consciousness within this body causing trouble." He swung his kunai, his fierce swordsmanship reappearing, directly slicing Kakashi into a bloody mess, then said indifferently, "Besides, you talk too much nonsense, I don't like it!"

Kakashi's shoulder blade was severed by a single blow, blood spurted out, his pupils widened in shock, and then he fainted.

Wow, such a brilliant strike, the force was perfectly controlled!
Orochimaru couldn't help but applaud. White Fang had really gone to great lengths to keep his son out of the vortex and impart some of his secrets along the way!

With a flick of his kunai, he wiped away the blood, then turned back and stared coldly at Mikoto: "You're next."

"I know you're lying, you are White Fang!"

Mikoto stared intently at him, gritting her teeth as she said, "You want to kill me? Fine, but I only have one question, and I hope you can answer it!"

White Fang stopped in his tracks, his brow furrowing slightly: "What's the problem?"

"Can you tell me how you were resurrected?"

Mikoto Uchiha's eyes burned with fervor, a hint of madness on her face: "Please, tell me how you were resurrected. You can kill me if you want, I just want to know this!"

"You want to revive Uchiha Munezuki?!"

With such an obvious hint, White Fang immediately guessed Mikoto's thoughts.

"Yes!"

Mikoto made no attempt to hide anything, stating frankly, "I'm willing to pay any price to revive him!"

After a moment of silence, White Fang shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't answer that question."

The kunai deflected by half an inch, drawing a thin, silken line through the air at a sharp angle, its target clearly Uchiha Mikoto's head.

when!
Sparks flew and the sound of metal clanging rang out.

However, White Fang's attack stopped in front of Uchiha Mikoto's neck, blocked by the dark red chakra skeleton.

"Don't underestimate me, White Fang!" Blood trickled from the corner of Mikoto's lips, her eyes were bloodshot, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "Either you tell me the answer, or... even if I die from exhaustion and go blind, I will definitely bite a piece of flesh off you!"

"Susanoo?"

White Fang's eyes narrowed slightly, and just as he was about to swing his sword again, he heard Orochimaru's voice behind him.

"and many more!"

Orochimaru stopped White Fang.

"reason?"

White Tooth was somewhat displeased, his eyes narrowed slightly, a glint of shrewdness in them.

Clearly, if Orochimaru doesn't offer an explanation, they might consider whether to cut him down as well.

Orochimaru ignored White Fang's threatening gaze and turned to Uchiha Mikoto, saying meaningfully, "Are you really willing to pay any price?"

"I am willing!"

Mikoto answered without hesitation, "I'm willing to pay any price to revive Uchiha Muneki!"

"Perhaps I can give you a chance."

Orochimaru held up one finger and said, "But whether you can seize this opportunity depends on yourself."

Upon hearing this, White Fang's expression changed slightly, clearly realizing Orochimaru's thoughts: "Are you crazy? What if you knew the consequences!"

"Don't be so nervous, White Teeth."

Orochimaru smiled slightly and said, "This is just a suggestion. Whether it works or not is not up to us. If it doesn't work, then we can just kill her!"

"no problem."

Mikoto Uchiha didn't give White Fang a chance to speak, and said directly, "If it doesn't work, you can kill me if you want."

(End of this chapter)