From undercover in Konoha, to I am the Hokage!

Chapter 75 Sense of dissonance

'Sense of disharmony'

Sawara Kiri's figure swept through the air, and the blade that ignited the fireworks intersected with the steel armor on the surface of the puppet, tearing a deep mark of molten steel.

But how can a puppet feel pain?

The spinning blades broke through the air and shot out in all directions, forcing away the figure that was trying to approach Domonzaemon.

The outer layer of armor fell off, and the inner layer of spikes protruded.

At the same time, the other three puppets flew towards Sawara Kiri at lightning speed almost in sync.

Sawara Kiri didn't care about the attacks coming from all around him, and the blade in his hand danced so hard that no water could penetrate it.

His eyes were still fixed on the old man not far away who looked extremely arrogant and conceited.

“Hee! Ha—!”

Menzaemon, with white hair and beard, opened his hands, cried out in a strange voice, and danced rapidly with his ten fingers, connecting the chakra puppet threads in the air, as if playing a piano.

Under his performance, the Chikamatsu Ten were like ten jonin who worked in perfect harmony as if they were one.

Flying blades, broadswords, steel cables, and mechanical arms.

Various attacks came one after another, he seemed to never get tired, and it was as if he had bet all his strength on this period of time.

Figures quickly crossed each other among the woods.

Taking this opportunity, Minato Namikaze picked up the two surviving Konoha ninjas on the ground and headed away from the battlefield.

However, Monzaemon paid no attention to his movements.

It seemed that all his attention was focused on the two people in front of him.

“Fun fun fun fun!!!”

Monzaemon looked at Sawara Kiri dancing surrounded by the Chikamatsu Ten, and kept screaming like a madman. His hoarse voice sounded like the cry of a crow, and even his smile looked so hideous:

"I have long wanted to see what kind of strength the legendary Konoha White Fang has."

"Now, since I didn't get to meet that guy Hatake Sakumo, it wouldn't be a pity to meet you, kid!"

At the same moment the words fell, two more puppets squeezed into the battle group.

'A sense of disharmony.'

Sawara Kiri listened to Monzaemon's roar, but his mind was not on it at all. While fighting, his "Six Eyes" were constantly scanning the surroundings on a very large scale.

When he heard Yamanaka Yuma's voice and discovered that Monzaemon was here, he realized that something was wrong.

When he first learned that the Sand Village had sent a team of about a hundred people, no more than three hundred people, to break into Konoha from the southwest border, the conclusion he came to was actually similar to that of Orochimaru.

That is, there is a high probability that Sand Village will take the One-Tail or the Third Kazekage to Kikyo Castle, which is the general commander of Konoha, and start a major riot.

Therefore, during this period of time, he basically led his team to search around the main road leading to Kikyo City on the southwest border, trying to improve his status by relying on the merit of intercepting this team.

The higher his reputation and status in the village, the smaller the possibility of being exposed.

Even at the end, if someone still spreads words like "he might be a spy", it will most likely be regarded by the ninjas in the village as a cruel and dark internal struggle within Konoha - at that time, he will be really cleared!
In order to achieve this goal, Sawara Kiri has been searching for Sunagakure with great interest these days.

However, the location where Monzaemon appeared was very strange.

"Zheng——!"

Metal intertwined with metal, producing sporadic sparks.

The thick shield made of special materials could even block the flames of the red sword for a moment, and the melting speed was slow enough to last until the other puppets surrounded him.

"Fire Release: Dragon Flame Singing Technique!"

The roaring flames suddenly swept towards Monzaemon's body.

All the trees and rocks blocking the way were cleared away.

Under this attack, two of the puppets that were originally heading towards Sawara Mist suddenly paused, as if they were about to turn around.

But
"The God of Fire Kagura: Burning Bones and Sun! (↓)"

The sudden burst of flames was like a rolling crimson storm, and the sword light hidden in it was even faster than lightning.

But in the blink of an eye, the four puppets surrounding him suddenly shattered into pieces.

However, when doing this, Sawara Kiri's body seemed to be acting completely on instinct, and a hint of confusion could be seen in the depths of his deep blue eyes.

At this moment, only a small part of his mind was still on Monzaemon, and most of it was devoted to searching the surroundings.

No, no, no, nowhere!
Where is the army of about a hundred people that broke into the territory of the Fire Nation?
Why is Monzaemon the only one seen here now?

"It feels weird!"

Seizing this opportunity, Uchiha Yayoi on the other side rushed to Monzaemon at the fastest speed.

The girl held a kunai in her hand to block the blade thrown by a puppet. Her scarlet Sharingan, with its extremely strong chakra and motion capture ability, recorded every movement of the opponent into her own eyes.

In her vision, even the sense of time seemed to slow down.

'Left index finger, ring finger, and little finger.'

"Are there three bodies that can move?"

The moment this thought flashed through Uchiha Yayoi's mind, his body had already moved at a speed faster than his consciousness.

The shuriken shot out from his left hand like a flying swallow, and with the Uchiha throwing technique, it drew an extreme arc in the air like a flowing ribbon, pointing directly at Monzaemon's body.

At the same time, make a seal with your right hand.

"Wind Style: Wind Cutting Technique!" With a flick of his fingertips, an invisible sickle-like wind blade cut through the giant tree beside him, causing it to fall.

The position under the huge wooden railing just blocked the position where the girl was about to be attacked from behind.

The series of poisonous needles that shot out from the black-faced puppet with clanging metallic sounds all pierced the tree trunk.

And those several shurikens just now were also blocked by another puppet.

"There's one more!"

On the surface of the scarlet pupil, the jet-black magatama rotated like a flywheel, and the eyeball jumped in the eye socket at an extremely fast speed, constantly searching for possible traces around.

It was not until the next 0.5 seconds that Yayoi caught a silk thread going deep into the ground.

The girl suddenly jumped up and stepped on the tree trunk that was about to fall.

"bump!"

Almost at the same moment, the puppet that drilled out from the ground shot out, and its six arms stretched out at the same time, but suddenly grabbed nothing.

"Humph."

Uchiha Yayoi showed a slight smile on his face.

But what she didn't notice was that a sneer appeared on Monzaemon's face at the same time.

Silently, a puppet figure with a red bun on its head suddenly popped out from the poison needle puppet's body, moved close to the girl's back, and suddenly opened its arms.

Hidden beneath the white robe is a ferocious embrace covered with fine blades.

Shadows fell.

Almost at the same time.

"Boom——"

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Monzaemon seemed to catch a slight bubbling sound in his ears.

The next moment, the white robe on his body was suddenly wrapped by the howling wind and waves, making waves of vibration.

The figure of Sahara Kiri, who had just chopped four puppets into pieces, suddenly disappeared.

When the image captured in his pupils reached the next frame, Menzaemon's ears were suddenly filled with a roar like a mountain collapsing, shaking his brain and his body.

It was the sounds of footsteps, sonic booms, punches and puppet smashing, all mixed together into a loud roar in a very short period of time.

The flying blades and puppet fragments scattered in the air like flowers from heaven, and the red bun rolled and spun in the sky.

Sawara Kiri held the girl in one hand and kept the other hand in the posture of throwing the ninja sword.

The clothes are elegant and the hair is flying.

Under the overwhelming force, the steel blade was compressed from the tip to the handle into a wrinkled iron ball in an instant, and slammed into the center of the wooden puppet's body.

"boom!"

A voice came a moment late.

Uchiha Yayoi kept turning his head, holding his breath and concentrating, imprinting this picture deeply in the deepest part of his brain.

Although she had just experienced a life-and-death crisis, there was a light in the girl's eyes that seemed to be flickering with joy.

It seemed as if he didn't take these dangers seriously at all.

'ha.'

This is why she must catch the fog in her hands.
How can you let go?

However, the girl apparently did not notice that there was still a slight sense of confusion in Sahara Kiri's eyes, and she was obviously still searching in all directions.

"what?!"

"This speed"

Menzaemon looked in shock at the figure of Sawara Kiri that suddenly shot out, and his eyes froze.

A bad feeling suddenly arose in my heart.

Is it possible?
From the beginning, has this little guy not used his full strength at all?
The moment this thought popped into his mind, a whistling sound suddenly sounded from behind him.

After sending away the wounded, Minato sneaked to the rear quietly.

Until this moment, I captured the moment when all ten of his fingers stopped.

"Spiral pills!"

The swirling and twisting high-density chakra ball spread out violently and suddenly struck Menzaemon's back.

But, just as the Rasengan was about to hit him.

Monzaemon's head suddenly twisted 180 degrees, from the front to the back.

Open your mouth wide.

Minato's expression suddenly froze.

Almost at the same moment, Sawara Kiri suddenly widened his eyes and stared straight towards a certain direction in the distance with a serious expression.

So, it’s all here?
(Ms. Yayoi, this is probably what it feels like↑)
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