Naruto: The Ninja World's Life Buyer

Chapter 239 The Sharp Wooden Sword, the Researcher's Fanaticism

The next morning.

Sousuke opened his eyes.

He slept for a full fifteen hours. Kaori somehow managed to get him into bed.

Sosuke got dressed, walked to the mirror, and straightened his clothes.

A layer of bluish stubble had sprouted on his chin and upper lip. It felt hard to the touch.

"Growing so fast?"

Sosuke frowned.

After completely merging the life force of the Uzumaki clan and Kaguya's bone marrow, his metabolic rate reached a terrifying peak.

The wounds heal quickly, and the strength recovers quickly.

Correspondingly, the growth rate of hair and nails is also ridiculously fast.

I just shaved yesterday after showering, and today I already look like a homeless person.

Just as Sosuke picked up his razor, the door was pushed open.

Kaori came in carrying a basin of hot water, with a towel draped over her arm.

"Boss: Let me help you."

She placed the basin of hot water on the table.

"it is good."

Sosuke put down his razor, sat down on the low stool in front of the mirror, and tilted his head back slightly.

Kaori soaked a towel in hot water, wrung it out until it was half-dry, and then gently placed it on the lower half of Sousuke's face.

Steam rises.

With the pores open, the hard stubble softens and becomes more manageable in the hot water.

I applied it for about a minute.

Kaori removed the towel, squeezed out a dollop of snow-white shaving foam, and applied it to Sousuke's chin, cheeks, and neck.

Her fingers were soft, and her movements were gentle.

"That beard grows really fast."

Kaori said softly.

"Due to metabolism."

Sosuke closed his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly as he spoke.

Kaori picked up the razor.

The razor blade glided along the skin. It shaved off the beard without breaking the skin.

Soon, her chin became smooth again.

"alright."

Kaori put down the razor and wiped the remaining foam off his face with a damp towel.

Sosuke stroked his chin and nodded in satisfaction.

"His skills are even better than those of a barber in a salon."

Kaori picked up the basin of water, her eyebrows curving into a smile.

"As long as you don't mind that I'm slow, that's fine. I'll go pour out the water, you can go downstairs and have breakfast first."

"Um.

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at the same time.

In the guest rooms of the manor.

Yecang woke up.

She slept very well last night.

She pushed open the door and went out.

After finishing breakfast, she wandered aimlessly down the corridor to the backyard.

There was a person on the lawn in the backyard.

It's Kaori.

She was wearing a plain white training uniform, holding a wooden sword in her hand, and was doing her morning exercises.

Ye Cang did not go forward to disturb them, but stood under the corridor and watched quietly.

"Whoosh!"

Kaori wields her sword.

There were no unnecessary movements, no fancy moves.

It's the most basic: draw your sword, swing it, and sheathe it.

The wooden sword sliced ​​through the air, producing a faint sonic boom.

Yekura's pupils contracted slightly.

This woman's close combat skills are definitely at the Jonin level! The wooden sword in her hands seemed to have a soul.

"Whoosh!"

Kaori finished her last set of slashes, sheathed her sword, and calmed her breathing.

She turned her head and saw Ye Cang.

"Good morning, Ms. Yekura."

Kaori greeted him with a smile and wiped her sweat with a towel.

"morning."

Yecang walked over.

"Your swordsmanship is very strong. You must have practiced for a long time, right?"

As a martial arts enthusiast, she has a natural interest in strong people.

"Interested in a friendly match?"

Yekura's eyes sharpened.

She wanted to see just how strong this woman really was.

Kaori paused for a moment.

"If you don't mind, I'd be happy to keep you company."

Yecang walked to the weapon rack on the side and drew out a wooden sword.

"Very good. Please advise."

The two stood three meters apart.

The morning breeze blew across the grass.

Yekura moved.

She kicked off with her foot.

The grass was trampled into a shallow crater. She was incredibly fast; the explosive power honed by years of exposure to wind and sand gave her immense strength.

The wooden sword tore through the air, slashing downwards towards Kaori's shoulder.

Kaori didn't try to block the attack head-on. She knew she was no match for Yogura.

She glided lightly half a step to the left, her wooden sword flowing smoothly in her hand.

"Smack."

The two wooden swords clashed.

Kaori skillfully deflected the force from the Leaf Blade to the side.

Yekura missed with her slash, but she didn't give up. Using the momentum, she spun around and swept her right leg like a whip towards Kaori's waist.

"So fast."

Kaori raised her wooden sword to block at her side.

"Bang!"

A dull thud.

Kaori was so shocked that she took two steps back, her feet leaving two marks on the grass.

"You retired too soon."

Ye Cang said coldly.

She gave Kaori no chance to catch her breath, pressing forward once more. The wooden sword in her hands moved with wide, sweeping strokes, each move deadly and incredibly oppressive.

Kaori is on the defensive.

But she didn't panic. Her eyes were calm.

Crash! Crash! Crash! Crash!

The sound of dense wooden knives striking each other.

Yekura became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

This woman's swordsmanship is incredibly resilient.

Every time Yekura thought she could break through the defenses, Kaori's wooden sword would appear at an unexpected angle, gently deflecting her attack.

Even Kaori's gait carried a hint of eerie geometric positioning. That was the philosophy of tool manipulation.

He even used his own body as a projectile to calculate its trajectory.

"break!"

Yekura suddenly changed her rhythm, slashing with her wooden sword in an attempt to knock Kaori's weapon away.

In that very instant.

Kaori loosened her grip.

The wooden sword flew out of her hand, and with the force of Yekura's thrust, it spun half a circle in the air before smashing towards Yekura's face.

"What?"

Ye Cang was startled and quickly turned his head to avoid it.

Kaori had already taken advantage of this opening to get close to Yokura.

Her fingers, pressed together like knives, stopped at Yecang's throat.

It was less than an inch from the trachea.

Meanwhile, Yekura's wooden sword came to rest on Kaori's side of the neck.

draw.

A breeze blew by, causing their hair to flutter slightly.

"I lost."

Yekura put away the wooden sword.

"If you had a kunai in your hand just now, I would be dead."

"You're too kind."

Kaori withdrew her hand, took a step back, and bent down to pick up the wooden sword that had fallen to the ground.

"If it really is a life-or-death battle, once you use your Blazing Escape Technique, I won't be able to get close to you at all."

Yekura looked at Kaori with a newfound respect in his eyes.

"You are very strong."

"It is my honor to receive praise from the heroes of Sunagakure."

Kaori smiled.

"A thrilling display of physical prowess."

A sudden sound came from the corridor.

Chiba was standing there at some point.

He was wearing a white coat and holding a notebook.

"Miss Yekura, the way you use your muscles is very different from that of the ninjas of the Land of Fire."

"To adapt to the soft terrain of the desert, the muscles in the soles of your feet seem unusually well-developed. And—"

He looked at Ye Cang with a fanatical gaze.

"Your bloodline limit, Scorch Release."

"The combination of wind and fire instantly evaporates moisture. I'm curious, how do your cells withstand that instantaneous high temperature?"

Ye Cang felt a chill run down her spine from his gaze.

She'd seen that look before. The same look the crazed poison masters of Sunagakure gave their experimental subjects.

"Who are you?" Yekura asked in an unfriendly tone.

"I am Chiba, the chief researcher for Mr. Sosuke."

Chiba walked down the steps, his gaze fixed intently on Yekura.

He took out a small test tube and approached Yecang.

"Ms. Yekura, could I have a vial of blood drawn? Or perhaps a small piece of skin tissue removed?"

Chiba made his request in a very serious manner.

"Not much is needed. Fifty milliliters will suffice."

Ye Cang clenched his fists, veins throbbing on his forehead.

That bespectacled kid is a total freak.

She turned to look at Kaori.

"Can I punch him?"

Kaori gave a wry smile.

"Chiba, you are being very rude."

Kaori walked over and pulled Chiba away a little.

"Miss Yekura has just arrived, so don't look at her like she's an experimental subject."

"I apologize, it was my thirst for knowledge that overstepped the bounds of social etiquette."

Chiba readily apologized.