Naruto: The Ninja World's Life Buyer

Chapter 248 An Absurd Victory, The Will of Stone Collapses

Ahead lies the central army of Iwagakure.

Huang Tu watched the rapidly approaching god of death. He did not retreat; as the commander, he had no way to retreat.

"Form ranks!" Huang Tu roared.

He clapped his hands together sharply.

"Earth Release·Earth Style Wall!"

A massive barrier rose from the ground, separating him from Sakumo.

At the same time, dozens of elite Iwagakure soldiers flanked from both sides.

Shuo Mao stopped in his tracks. He exhaled softly, his breath turning into white mist in the cool air.

"What a troublesome turtle shell."

This kind of ninjutsu that alters the terrain is extremely taxing on the attacker's stamina.

The battle on the flanks was equally brutal.

Hiashi Hyuga struck a member of the Iwagakure Blast team in the chest with a palm strike. The Gentle Fist's chakra precisely pierced through flesh, severing the opponent's heart meridian.

But the demolition squad of Iwagakure are all lunatics.

As the Iwa ninja lay dying, his eyes burned with fervor, and he grinned as he uncorked the explosive clay from his chest.

"Let's die together, you idiot!"

Japanese feet retreated rapidly.

He moved extremely fast, but the explosion was even faster.

"Bang!"

When the smoke cleared, the sun was completely unharmed.

Return to Heaven.

On the muddy plains, the fighting was fierce.

A commoner Chunin from Konoha, kneeling in the mud, grabbed an Iwa ninja by the neck.

He had long since used up all his ninja tools and exhausted his chakra.

The Iwa ninja struggled desperately, his fingers plunging into the eye sockets of the Konoha chunin.

The two rolled and tore at each other in the mud like wild animals.

Sakumo Hatake, who was not far away, caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye.

A sudden, indescribable chill ran through him.

All the ninjas were desperately craving the death of their opponents.

"What is the point of this kind of fighting?"

The thought flashed through Sakumo's mind.

But he quickly suppressed the thought, because several earthen spears were already piercing his back.

"Lightning Release".

Sakumo stopped thinking about it and poured his lightning chakra into [White Fang II].

The bone knife has extremely high conductivity, with almost no waste.

The white blade was wreathed in a blinding blue light.

brush!

He turned around and swung his sword.

Several rock spears were cut off.

Shuo Mao pushed off with his feet, his body transforming into a bolt of lightning, shooting straight at the earthen walls of the city.

"Is he trying to force his way through the city walls?"

"Earth Release: Rigid Form Technique!"

The soil around him coalesced and transformed into a gigantic rock golem. The golem swung its fist and smashed it towards Sakumo.

Shuo Mao did not dodge.

His speed was boosted to a new level again by the stimulation of the activated lightning cells.

"Hatake Style: Flash".

A beam of white light pierced through the center of the rock golem's fist.

laugh.

The rock golem split in two. It collapsed with a crash.

Shuo Mao didn't stop, stepping straight up the vertical earthen city wall, his blade pointing directly at the throat of the loess.

Huang Tu's pupils suddenly contracted.

"So fast!"

He had no time to dodge, so he could only concentrate all his earth-style chakra in his arms.

"Earth Release·Earth Spear!"

His arms turned dark brown. He crossed his arms to block the blow.

when!!!

The loess was thrown backward by the enormous kinetic energy, its two feet carving two deep trenches on the top of the city wall.

The blade sliced ​​into the flesh. Blood splattered.

"Get out of here!"

Huang Tu roared, unleashing a massive burst of chakra from his body, forcefully pushing Sakumo back.

He clutched his arms, which were so deep they revealed bone, and was drenched in cold sweat.

If he hadn't used the unearthed spear, his hands would have been severed.

"Commander!"

The surrounding rock-hidden guards swarmed forward, protecting Huang Tu in the middle.

Shuo Mao did not pursue them.

He stood on the city wall, his breathing steady, but his wrist, which held the knife, was slightly red.

The continuous high-intensity breakthroughs and the stimulation of lightning release also put a considerable burden on his body. He was only human, and he would get tired.

His gaze swept downwards.

Although he managed to breach a gap in Iwagakure's central army, the sheer number of thousands of soldiers was simply too much.

Konoha's defenses are not looking good.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Huang Tu leaped backward off the city wall and landed among the army of Yan Yin.

He was an extremely pragmatic commander.

He realized one thing: in a one-on-one fight, he couldn't beat Konoha's White Fang.

The opponent's speed and the sharpness of his lightning release technique are a perfect counter to his heavy defense.

So he decided not to fight Sakumo.

He is the commander, and he has thousands of ninjas under his command. Why would he risk his life against a god of death?

"Use combined earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magic/escape technique)!"

Huang Tu stood safely at the rear, his voice carrying throughout the hidden rock formation.

"Change the terrain! Use a mudslide to bury the Konoha ninja!"

"yes!"

The Iwagakure ninjas displayed terrifying discipline and execution.

Hundreds of Iwa ninja retreated simultaneously, their hands rapidly forming hand seals.

Their chakra gathers underground.

Rumble—

The earth groaned in sorrow.

This plain has been split open into a huge canyon.

The hardened soil was forcibly liquefied by chakra.

Like a tsunami, a yellowish-brown mudslide, tens of meters high, carrying terrifying kinetic energy, rolled towards Konoha's position.

Faced with natural disasters of this magnitude, the power of an individual seems so insignificant.

Shuo Mao's pupils contracted.

"Retreat! Abandon the forward positions!"

He immediately issued the order.

However, it was too late.

The Konoha ninjas were instantly plunged into a desperate situation.

"what!"

A Konoha genin had half his body stuck in the mud.

He struggled, but the mud was extremely sticky, and the more he struggled, the deeper he sank. Then, several iron cannonballs came from a distance and smashed his head.

A Konoha Chunin was unable to dodge in time and his legs were caught in the churning mud.

Sakumo appeared beside him instantly, cleaved the swamp in two with a single stroke, and lifted him up.

"Scatter! Find a higher vantage point!"

Shuo Mao's figure transformed into a bolt of lightning.

He moved through the mud like a firefighter.

With a swift stroke, he cleaved through the falling rocks, cut through the mud, and pulled his men out of the mire.

He encountered a ninja from Iwa and killed him with a single, casual strike.

But this was of no use.

He had just saved one person when three more were buried alive in the swamp some distance away. He killed ten Iwa ninja, and there were still a hundred, a thousand more.

Huang Tu stood at a distance and sneered.

"Sakumo Hatake, no matter how strong you are, how many people can you kill? How many can you save?"

"I'll exhaust you to death."

The battlefield on the flanks.

Hiashi Hyuga shattered the heart of an Iwa ninja with a single palm strike before hastily dodging the mudslide.

"Lord Hiashi, we can't hold on any longer!"

A Hyuga ninja clutched his broken arm, panting heavily.

"There are too many enemies!"

Hiashi activated his Byakugan, and his vision was filled with countless chakra dots representing the Iwa ninja.

They possessed an unyielding will and were fearless in the face of death.

Japanese players feel tired.

Iwagakure unleashed a bulldozing-like attack.

The mudslide continued to move forward.

Konoha's defenses began to collapse completely.

Sakumo's physical strength began to decline.

He then cut down three more Iwa ninja, panting heavily.

All around, there were screams of his men.

This is the weight of war. It is ruthless and merciless.

Human resources are sometimes limited.

Just when the Iwagakure army was confident of victory and preparing to wipe out the Konoha camp in one fell swoop.

A sudden change occurred.

"Ah-yi"

A scream came from the very back of the Rock Hidden Formation.

Huang Tu frowned and turned his head away.

"What's going on? Did Konoha's reinforcements flank us?"

The sensory ninja in charge of reconnaissance turned pale.

"No—it's not Konoha's reinforcements—"

On the flanks and rear of the Iwagakure army.

Suddenly, countless figures emerged from all over the mountains and fields.

Among them, some wore tattered kimonos, some wore raincoats, and some were even shirtless.

The things they were holding were also a variety of things.

Samurai swords, rusty sickles, and even hoes and kitchen knives.

That is the "Hyena" of the entire ninja world.

Wandering ninjas, down-on-their-luck samurai, deserters, bandits, and civilians—and even regular soldiers from other small countries.

They were lunatics drawn by those five tons of gold.

They had been lurking on the border of the Grass Country, keeping a close eye on this battlefield.

While the Iwagakure army focused all its energy on fighting Konoha head-on.

Their backs were exposed.

The hyenas seized the opportunity to enter.

They don't fight head-on, they have no martial ethics. They specialize in collecting the corpses of the dead.

If they can't get the corpses, they'll keep an eye on the Iwa ninjas who are maintaining large-scale Earth Release techniques in the rear, consuming huge amounts of chakra.

The hyenas' eyes turned bloodshot, and they began to tear at each other.

"Pfft!"

A rock ninja is intently controlling the mudslide.

Suddenly, a ronin emerged from beneath his feet. With a single, upward thrust, he pierced through his groin and abdomen.

The Iwa ninja screamed and fell to the ground.

The ronin pulled out a boning knife, pressed it against the head of the Iwa ninja, and sawed at his neck with force.

"Five hundred thousand taels—this is my five hundred thousand taels!"

The ronin's face was covered in blood, and he was laughing like a madman.

Another Iwa ninja, having just exhausted his chakra on the front lines, retreated to the rear, panting heavily.

"Bang!"

A sharp pain shot through the back of my head.

He was knocked unconscious with a wooden stick by a homeless man who didn't even have chakra.

The homeless man pressed down on Iwa ninja and pulled out a rusty kitchen knife.

"Hehe—500,000—that can buy so many women!"

The homeless man, drooling, pressed his knee against Iwashinobu's back.

Cutting meat with a dull knife.

Iwa Shinobu awoke in excruciating pain, letting out a scream, but the homeless man covered her mouth.

After a few rough tugs.

The homeless man cut off Iwa ninja's head.

He stuffed the bloodied head into a tattered sack, held it in his arms like a family heirloom, and then fled into the woods laughing maniacally.

This scene was constantly playing out on the fringes of the Iwagakure army.

Those Iwa ninjas who expended enormous amounts of energy became the best prey.

The hyenas never fight the Iwa ninja who are in good condition. They specifically target the wounded and those who are exhausted.

Once they succeed, they cut off the head and ran.

If they encounter a tough opponent, they will scatter and move to another location to continue their sneak attacks.

"Damn it! Damn it!!!"

Huang Tu stared at the collapsing formation behind him, his eyes wide with fury.

Those are all the elites of Iwagakure!

They didn't die by Konoha's White Fang's blade, but their heads were cut off by a bunch of nameless trash!

"Halt! Rear guard to front guard! Slaughter those scum!"

The Iwagakure army was forced to turn around and deal with the group of bounty hunters.

The mudslide stopped spreading.

Sakumo also saw the chaos behind the Iwagakure formation. He knew his chance had come.

"Belongs to Konoha!"

Sakumo raised his bone knife.

"Counterattack!"

Besieged on all sides.

Ahead are the Konoha ninjas whose fighting spirit has been rekindled; behind them are madmen who would risk their lives for money.

Huang Tu bit his lip until it bled.

This battle is unwinnable.

If he continues to waste time here, even if he wins against Konoha, his subordinates will be devoured by these hyenas.

"All troops, listen to my command—"

Huang Tu closed his eyes and uttered a few words with difficulty.

"Abandon the position—retreat!"

The Iwagakure army began to retreat.

On Konoha's battlefield, all was deathly silent.

The surviving ninjas collapsed in the mud, panting heavily, watching the enemy disappear into the distance.

They've reached their limit. They simply can't pursue them.

Hiashi Hyuga walked up to Sakumo, his Byakugan staring into the distance.

"Iwa has retired."

The Japanese footsteps sounded somewhat complicated.

"Those who attacked from behind were black market bounty hunters."

Sakumo Hatake slowly inserted the White Fang II into its sheath.

The wind swept across the plains, carrying a strong smell of blood.

Sakumo raised his head and looked in the direction of Konoha.

As a traditional ninja, he felt a profound sense of absurdity at that moment.

What saved Konoha's defenses was not the so-called Will of Fire or bonds.

It is gold.

Gold awakened the greed within human nature, and this greed repelled the thousands of troops from Iwagakure.

"Clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded."

Shuo Mao composed himself.

"The crisis at the Iwagakure battlefield has been temporarily resolved."

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