Naruto: I Roamed the Ninja World as a Woman

Chapter 244 Amamiya's Second Visit to Kikyo Mountain: The Waters Flood the Boundary Marker!

At the foot of Kikyo Mountain.

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

Although Sakumo Hatake trained in chakra while also practicing his family's Bushido, he was not a cold-blooded robot.

Having witnessed Sarutobi Shinnosuke's betrayal and the departure of his best friend, the man's pent-up emotions were swelling and were on the verge of exploding at any moment.

After Sarutobi Shinnosuke's reminder.

These emotions were transformed into pure killing intent and unleashed!

There was even a fleeting moment.

Sakumo Hatake did indeed have the idea of ​​wiping out all the Amegakure ninja in front of him and leaving them all here!

perhaps.

It was precisely because my past attitude towards Amegakure was too lenient and conservative that this tragedy has occurred.

The thought of "regret" flashed through the ninja's mind.

But he has not yet taken any action.

This furious killing intent quickly subsided upon the appearance of Ayane Amamiya.

When exactly did they arrive?

Looking at the girl leaning against the tree, her expression carefree.

Not only was Yuhi Shinku startled, but even Hatake Sakumo, the strongest among them, couldn't give a definite answer.

If it weren't for Ayane Amamiya speaking up first.

It's likely that everyone will be kept in the dark from beginning to end!

Sakumo Hatake took a deep breath.

He took a few steps forward, standing before the group from Konoha. By the dim moonlight, he scrutinized that delicate, pretty face, his voice deep and resonant: "Yuyin's actions tonight have crossed the line."

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Ayane Amamiya disagreed.

The girl straightened up, slowly hanging her straw hat on her back, and said in a calm tone, "If what you call crossing the line..."

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This refers to replacing Hiruzen Sarutobi and initiating this test concerning the Will of Fire.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, she glanced at Sarutobi Shinnosuke, who was slumped on the ground in the distance, and then chuckled mockingly, "Then I think we might have indeed crossed the line a bit."

Such words make no attempt to conceal their domineering and arrogant tone.

This also caused Sarutobi Shinnosuke, who was at the very back, to grind his teeth in hatred and nearly go mad.

Even so.

No one dared to speak up and interrupt the conversation between the two.

Even the birds in the woods that had been startled by the murderous aura suddenly fell silent, ceasing their cooing and cawing.

The woodland was deathly silent.

Only the voices of the man and the girl remained, slowly spreading through the air, transforming into an invisible, surging undercurrent, silently confronting each other.

Upon hearing this, Hatake Sakumo lowered his eyes slightly.

He wasn't exactly a smooth talker; otherwise, in the original story, the mighty White Fang of Konoha wouldn't have died from such a ridiculous thing as "oppression by public opinion."

"Since that's the case—"

The man gripped the hilt of his knife tightly and said in a low voice, "Then, please enlighten me!"

The sound had barely faded when...

Sakumo Hatake had vanished from his spot.

Only a dazzling blade of light remained, like a white rainbow streaking across everyone's retinas before gradually dissipating!

too fast!

His speed, which was completely different from that of Urashiki Otsutsuki or Minato Namikaze, was achieved through space-time ninjutsu.

If I had to describe it—

White Fang's charge was actually similar to the Lightning Release Chakra Mode that the generations of Raikage of Kumogakure had practiced!

However, Hatake Sakumo was not the wild and tyrannical Rai.

It was a swift and fierce wind!

under the tree.

The girl's red hair swayed slightly behind her as she stood up, seemingly completely immersed in the peaceful night, unaware of the approaching danger.

But Ayane Amamiya narrowed her eyes slightly.

Before the gust of wind even arrived, the white-toothed dagger was already at his throat!

Clang!

The crisp sound of clashing weapons rang out.

Ayane Amamiya held a jet-black kunai in her right hand, calmly parrying the short sword that was renowned throughout the ninja world.

However, Sakumo Hatake did not stop, and was completely unaffected by this setback.

His swordplay shifted, the blade flashing.

Swoosh!

A series of condensed white sword lights surrounded the girl, followed by a continuous, ear-piercing metallic clang.

Nara Shikame's eyes widened.

At this moment, he wished he could conjure up a pair of Sharingan with three tomoe out of thin air, so he could clearly see the strengths and weaknesses of their fight and record the information completely.

Unfortunately, this was ultimately just wishful thinking.

Aside from Nagato, who was able to barely keep up with the two's movements thanks to the power of his Rinnegan,...

Others could only see bursts of dazzling sparks exploding in the darkness, shimmering and colorful, like a tree of brilliant golden flowers.

However, after a short while, the sounds of fighting gradually ceased.

A figure leaped backward, retreating swiftly from the dazzling display of lights.

Nara Shikamei quickly looked over, and after seeing it clearly, he couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.

It was Sakumo!

Could it be that...?

Amamiya Ayane remained standing still.

The previous encounter, which seemed incredibly dangerous to outsiders, hadn't even managed to make her take a single step back.

The girl glanced at the tattered kunai in her hand, threw it down, and then let out a soft sigh.

Hearing this sigh from afar, Kurenai Yuhi broke out in a cold sweat on her back.

Unless the situation is wrong.

He really wanted to ask: What the hell are you sighing about?!

The man couldn't help but wonder to himself: Could it be that he felt Lord Sakumo's swordsmanship was mediocre and that the exchange just now did not satisfy him?

But Lord Sakumo's strength—

Even if we consider the entire ninja world, wouldn't that be enough to rank in the top ten?

If it were me going up there.

I'm afraid they wouldn't even have finished the hand seals for the illusion before their heads were separated from their bodies.

Only Ayane Amamiya knows the reason for her sigh.

If Mifune of the Land of Iron is the academic school, with every move filled with the rigorous and rigid beauty of a samurai, then Hanzo of the Land of Rain is the liberal school, with a savage and straightforward ferocity in his swordsmanship.

Both of them were masters of swordsmanship.

Even if we were to place him in the samurai era before chakra existed, he would still be worthy of the title of "Supreme Sword Saint".

And Hatake Sakumo—

He was a mediator, caught between the two, embracing both.

pity----

If only Stormbringer were still here!

Although the exchange just now didn't quite reach the point where she benefited greatly, it certainly broadened her horizons.

Amamiya Ayane thought to herself: If she had the Storm Slayer in her hands, she wouldn't mind continuing to play along with this "Sword Saint" Hatake Sakumo.

The girl suppressed her feelings of regret.

She took another step forward.

Seeing this, Hatake Sakumo's breathing grew heavier, and he became anxious.

The initial attack appeared calm, lacking the flair of a large-scale ninjutsu clash.

However, in reality, maneuvering within such a small space requires far more mental effort than engaging in a battle of ninjutsu.

and.

The reason he adopted this "primitive" offensive was actually to rush into close combat in order to prevent the opponent from using ninjutsu!

The upper and lower levels of Konoha.

And who doesn't know the power of Ayane Amamiya's Dust Release?

If you get dragged into a ninjutsu duel, how could you possibly be a match for them?

However, this intention has now completely failed.

He had barely caught his breath when a beam of bright white light shot towards him at lightning speed!

It's Dust Escape!

Sakumo Hatake's pupils contracted.

He quickly leaped up, not daring to face the sharp edge of the Dust Release beam directly, and while dodging, he slashed at the Dust Release beam with his sword.

Chakra gathered on White Fang's blade.

A sharp, piercing shriek suddenly rang out, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

Boom!

The pale blue wind blade formed from chakra collided prematurely with the Dust Release beam, and exploded before it could even hold for a breath!

"Now!"

Sakumo Hatake made a firm decision.

He landed from the air, barely dodging the aftershocks of the explosion, his body grazing the edge of the dust escape, and once again rushed towards the girl!

at the same time.

In the shadow of the soil beneath Ayane Amamiya's feet.

Suddenly, a black shadow stood upright, like a ferocious octopus, waving its tentacles from behind and attacking the girl's head!

It was none other than the Shadow Binding Technique from the Nara family!

When Sakumo Hatake withdrew from the battle earlier, Shikamei Nara had already sensed something was wrong. He secretly used the Shadow Stitching Technique to manipulate shadows to cover Sakumo's retreat at any time.

Besieged on two fronts.

But Ayane Amamiya remained fearless.

The Amegakure members noticed the change in the battle situation, and Kisame Hoshigaki, without hesitation, immediately wanted to go forward to help.

But before he could untie the Samehada sword, he was pulled back by Mei Terumi.

Kisame was somewhat puzzled.

Among our group, aren't you the one who has the best relationship with Amamiya-sama?

He looked back and saw that everyone was retreating in unison, their movements perfectly synchronized.

What's going on?

The ninja blinked his small shark eyes in confusion.

Seeing this, Yahiko quickly tugged at his mentor's sleeve and chuckled, teasing, "Uncle Shark, it seems you still don't have enough faith in Ayane-nee!"

Ayane Amamiya, caught in the crossfire, clasped her hands together.

The girl completely ignored the shadow binding technique behind her and stared intently at Sakumo Hatake who was attacking her from the front.

Under the ninja's gaze, streaks resembling oil paint suddenly appeared on Ayane Amamiya's smooth forehead, and a diamond-shaped pattern between her brows shimmered slightly, emitting a diamond-like glow.

"Buhou!"

Sakumo Hatake quickly realized what was happening.

But it was too late.

Water Release: Water Dragon Whirlwind Dance!

A curtain of water, covering a five-meter radius around her, suddenly rose from beneath the girl's feet.

They converged into a swirling, agile water dragon, its scales and claws menacing, its whiskers flying, constantly spiraling around Ayane Amamiya's body, before pushing and expanding outwards with a tyrannical posture!

"--boom!"

The rapids are rising!

The endless curtain of azure water expanded wildly outwards, fueled by the supply of chakra.

Both the enormous black tentacles behind him and the imposing white fang blade in Hatake Sakumo's hand were repelled by this immense force.

But this is not over yet!

Five meters, ten meters, twenty meters —

The barrier of the swirling dragon water curtain grew thicker and thicker, breaking through the fifty-meter limit in the blink of an eye!

There was absolutely no element of showing off skills.

At this moment, the technique activated by the girl contained only the purest numerical values ​​and the purest chakra!

Kisame Hoshigaki now understood everything!

He didn't even have time to reply to his good apprentice Yahiko at this moment. The ninja darted backward with a "whoosh," running faster than anyone else, leaving a dumbfounded Yahiko behind shouting, "Uncle Shark, slow down!"

And at the center of the battlefield.

The pressure that Sakumo Hatake is under right now is unimaginable.

The ninja felt as if a towering mountain was crashing down on him.

The colossal water wall, hundreds of meters high, advanced with a thunderous roar.

Wherever it goes, sand, soil, grass, trees and forests are all swept up into it. The tall trees at the foot of the mountain, which are more than ten meters high, are as powerless as pebbles on a beach in front of it!

Sakumo Hatake was at a loss for what to do.

Although the White Fang short sword in his hand was only sixty centimeters long, it could cut through armor made of fine steel, pierce through walls several meters or even more than ten meters thick, and even easily send the puppet army that Sunagakure had dominated the ninja world for decades to its demise.

But before this catastrophic power, it was as weak and powerless as a toothpick.

of course.

Hatake Sakumo was by no means someone who would simply sit idly by and wait to die.

"All members of the Anbu, stand back!"

Sakumo Hatake shouted and retreated frantically, flashing towards Shinnosuke Sarutobi behind him.

Upon seeing this, Sarutobi Shinnosuke was overjoyed and called out, "Sakumo-kun!"

But Hatake Sakumo didn't hesitate at all. Without even glancing at him, he picked up Might Guy's fragile, ashes-like body and left Sarutobi Shinnosuke behind him.

"Saku Hatake —"

Sarutobi Shinnosuke was filled with rage!

But before he could finish uttering the last sound, he was swept up in the thick waves and disappeared!

Nara Shikamei was also terrified by the scene before him.

He was middle-aged, and he had seen his share of big events.

Even Tobirama Senju, the Second Hokage who was privately hailed as the "Master of Sea Release" by the Konoha ninjas, once hugged himself as a child!

But someone like Ayane Amamiya can complete a spell in an instant, without even needing to form hand seals—

That's way too exaggerated!

Even if the second generation came back to life, I doubt they could do it.

This level of simplicity —

It's simply like the Akimichi clan eating potato chips—it's effortless!

"Red! Retreat!"

Nara Shikamei shouted.

Then, ignoring the backlash and enduring the needle-like pain in his head, he severed his connection with the shadow.

Then, without looking back, the elite Jonin dashed away in a flash.

The rotating water dragon barrier was just inches behind him.

The coolness that came with the flowing water now felt like a persistent, intractable infection, chilling him to the bone!

What alarmed Nara Shikamei even more was that he couldn't see his companion, Yuhi Shinku.

Didn't we already remind you?

"Really red? Really red?" he exclaimed.

"Gurgle gurgle gurgle————"

A completely incomprehensible response came from behind.

Nara Shikamei mustered his courage and looked back, only to see Yuhi Shinku being dragged by the tornado and rapidly disappearing into the water curtain.

He flailed his arms, trying to struggle, his mouth bubbling as he spoke, looking just like a seahorse blowing bubbles.

Nara Shikamei: "—"

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There was no time to mourn for their companions.

Because after escaping for several dozen meters, he was quickly caught up by the water curtain, swallowed whole, and went off together bubbling away.

In fact, none of the Konoha ninjas noticed.

As Ayane Amamiya's techniques spread outwards, their power also continued to grow.

At that moment, it seemed as if a spring had split open beneath her feet.

Ayane Amamiya stood on the surging waves, surrounded by dragons, her body rising until it was level with the summit of Mount Kikyo.

The girl stands atop a water curtain hundreds of meters high.

She crossed her arms, her red hair swayed, and the hem of her beige trench coat was blown open by the airflow, revealing her slender waist and long, straight legs.

Ayane Amamiya looked aloofly at Sakumo Hatake on the distant mountaintop.

With their incredible speed, White Fang and Might Guy, who had already burned out, became the only two Konoha ninjas to escape.

But the girl had no intention of making a move again.

She looked at the border marker between the two countries next to Sakumo Hatake and sighed softly, "Come to think of it, this is only the second time I've been to the top of Mount Kikyo."

the first time.

She did this before heading to Loulan, in order to demonstrate her abilities and intimidate the Konoha ninjas.

And the second time.

She received a letter from Mei Terumi as a backup plan to prevent any unexpected events from occurring during the operation.

I never expected that.

These two ascents of Mount Kikyo were each more significant than the last.

"Will there be a third time?" As her gaze passed over the boundary marker and looked towards the Land of Fire in the distance, Ayane Amamiya couldn't help but have this thought.