Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Chapter 117 The Man About to Step onto the Stage of War

Ding! Clang!

The sound of metal clashing echoed across the empty Gobi Desert.

Uchiha Itachi and Ishida Ryoichi joined forces and launched a fierce attack on Aoba.

Despite their fierce attacks, which seemed to be driven by a desperate spirit, the two continued their assault.

But Aoba was still able to handle it with ease. Every swing of his sword was just right, and every block and counterattack was incredibly precise.

He avoided vital points, but each attack made Kei and Ryoichi pay the price.

"Where are you looking?"

As Aoba's voice came from behind, Uchiha Itachi felt the hairs on his body stand on end, and his body instinctively rolled to the left.

puff.

An invisible blade formed from chakra sliced ​​through the air, creating a subtle hum.

Uchiha Kei staggered backward, clutching his shoulder, blood seeping from between his fingers and dripping onto the dry sand.

Using Uchiha Kei as cover, Ishida Ryoichi burst out from a blind spot, his kunai aimed at Aoba's waist.

Aoba did not dodge; instead, he placed his left hand in a palm position and precisely cut Ryoichi's wrist.

The muffled thud of bones snapping together was particularly clear on the vast Gobi Desert.

Ryoichi winced in pain, and his five fingers involuntarily loosened.

Aoba kicked out, hitting Ryoichi squarely in the stomach.

Ryoichi slid along the ground for more than ten meters before crashing into a weathered rock and coming to a stop.

"The timing was good, but the movements were too slow!"

Aoba gave a calm assessment, then turned to Uchiha Itachi, who was charging forward again.

Before the shrill sound of the air being torn apart by the blade had even faded, Aoba easily dodged it with a slight movement of his feet, and the short sword in his hand was already hovering in front of Uchiha Kei's carotid artery.

The chakra attached to the blade of the scalpel fluctuated chakra, remaining only millimeters away from the skin.

Qi stood frozen in place, his pupils contracting violently, cold sweat trickling down his forehead and dripping onto the scorching sand, where it evaporated instantly.

"If you were the enemy, your head would have rolled three meters away by now."

With a flick of her wrist, Qingye struck Qi on the shoulder with the back of her blade, sending him staggering.

Lying on the ground beside him, Ryoichi Ishida was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, his body covered in distinct spots—the pinkish new flesh contrasting sharply with the surrounding dark skin.

"Captain, this is the tenth time today!"

Ryoichi's voice was hoarse, as if he had swallowed a handful of sand.

"You can't even last ten tries?"

Aoba sheathed his sword and casually tossed over two bottles of special potions. "Drink these quickly, we'll continue later."

"Huh?" X2

Since Yekura left, the defense zone guarded by Aoba has been strangely desolate.

No more Sunagakure ninjas attempted to infiltrate the area.

It is clear that his area has been abandoned by Sunagakure.

With the days becoming more leisurely, but facing the endless Gobi Desert and the howling wind every day, Qingye's mood also became irritable.

Without a sparring partner, Aoba had no choice but to go it out himself.

Just then, Aoba also needed to practice his swordsmanship.

Thus began the ordeal for Uchiha Itachi and Ishida Ryoichi.

"Bullshit, with this level of skill, you would have died countless times on the battlefield."

Faced with Aoba's reprimand, the two dared not refute him at all.

He quickly drank the medicine in his hand.

Aoba formed hand seals and created two shadow clones.

Bang!Bang!

Two plumes of white smoke rose.

Two clones of Aoba appeared.

The clone walked to Kei and Ryoichi's side and began to treat them, the light of medical ninjutsu flashing.

With the stimulation of the medical ninjutsu, the two felt a warm sensation spreading from their stomachs, followed by a tingling numbness at their wounds. The pain quickly subsided.

The wounds on both of them healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, their cells seemed to be activated, and their physical strength was rapidly recovering.

Although it wasn't the first time they had experienced this change, each time it shocked them; the speed of recovery was beyond their comprehension.

In just a few minutes, their wounds had completely healed, and apart from the tears in their clothes, there was no indication that they had been seriously injured.

Aoba's true form stood aside, sensing the changes in the two people's bodies; this was all very valuable data.

"Get up when you're done, and continue."

Qi and Liang exchanged a glance, both seeing deep weariness and fear on each other's faces.

This relentless, life-or-death training is about to break their spirits.

Each time, they teetered on the brink of death, only to be pulled back from the brink by those hands covered in green chakra.

As their tolerance to leukemia cells increased, Aoba quietly increased the dosage in their specially made soldier rations.

Now they just give the two of them processed white leukemia cells to drink.

Although the two did not understand, their increase in strength was real.

The feeling of being particularly awakened was especially noticeable.

He could feel his chakra increasing at an incredible rate.

Especially during several near-death experiences, that special power hidden deep within his bloodline became unusually active, and his pupils seemed to be burning.

The will to survive and the desire to become stronger resonated strangely with that power.

Their strength is indeed increasing rapidly, but the price is that they are starting to develop a psychological aversion to their strict captain.

The only time they could relax, besides sleeping, was when it was someone's turn to go to the rear command post to replenish supplies.

That stretch of road became their most precious chance to catch their breath.

Not only will it let them know that they are still alive, but it will also bring back a lot of the latest information about the current ninja world. Although the information may be somewhat delayed, it will be enough for Aoba.

On this day, it was Ishida Ryoichi's turn.

He had just returned from the command post, his face showing a strange excitement.

"team leader!"

Ryoichi rushed to Aoba, not even bothering to drink water, and began to report urgently.

"A fight has broken out!"

He used to pray that war wouldn't break out, but later he couldn't wait for it to start.

This strange psychological shift is something they themselves cannot explain.

Aoba was fiddling with a simple gravel flywheel device. Upon hearing this, he simply grunted in response, indicating that Aoba should continue.

"The Hidden Cloud Village and the Hidden Sand Village are fighting, and it's a really fierce battle! I heard the Third Raikage personally led a surprise attack on the Land of Wind, but was stopped by Rasa of the Hidden Sand Village!"

"Luo Sha?"

Aoba paused for a moment.

"Yes! Like the Third Kazekage, he's also a Magnet Release ninja, and it's said that he uses the Gold Sand technique. Right now, there's a huge call for Rasa to succeed as the Fourth Kazekage in Sunagakure!"

Ryoichi spoke with great enthusiasm, as if he had witnessed it firsthand.

"And also, our Konoha's Jonin, Minato Namikaze, has made a name for himself!"

"When the Hidden Cloud Village was attacking the Land of Wind, it also sent a small force from there to invade our Land of Fire. The team was led by the new generation of the Hidden Cloud Village's Abby duo. That guy named 'Ai' is said to be the future Fourth Raikage of the Hidden Cloud Village. However, he was stopped by Lord Minato alone. They fought back and forth several times, but the Hidden Cloud Village did not gain any advantage!"

The entire ninja world is now buzzing with the name "Yellow Flash"!

Aoba listened quietly without interrupting.

This intelligence was exactly the same as the trajectory he remembered.

Minato, Rasa, these future figures have begun to emerge on the stage of war.

Although he defeated Yekura, Yekura herself was a "newcomer," and with not enough "spectators" around them, the two remained unknown minor figures.

Unfortunately, the original work provides too little information about the Third Shinobi World War. All we know is the mission to blow up the Kannabi Bridge, where Kenji was almost crushed to death by a large rock, and was then rescued by Madara Uchiha, which marked the beginning of his descent into darkness.

As night fell, Qingye sat by the campfire, turning the roasted meat on the grill.

The grease dripped onto the charcoal fire, making a sizzling sound.

rustle.

A faint scraping sound came from the sand dunes behind.

Aoba didn't turn around, continuing to flip the grilled meat.

"Huh, that's strange. Why do you always come when I'm grilling meat? Is there some kind of rule?"

"I think the scent attracted me."

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A tall figure slowly emerged from the shadows. Ye Cang was still wearing that backless dress, her dark green hair swaying in the wind.

"Yamashiro Aoba, I heard you opened a hot pot restaurant in Konoha. It seems it's true."

"Ebizo's intelligence is indeed impressive. Have a seat and try my grilled meat."

With that, Qingye stood up and gave up her seat, sitting down opposite him.

When Yekura heard Aoba mention Kairozo, a look of surprise flashed across her face, but she quickly regained her composure.

Aoba continued, "While it doesn't really matter to me whether you're facing forward or backward, it's never a good idea to talk with your back to someone, especially since it's easy to be attacked from behind. You shouldn't let anyone stand behind you casually, even if they're your own people."

Aoba spoke very seriously, leaving Yecang somewhat speechless, but she still went over and sat in Aoba's original spot.

Upon seeing this, Aoba immediately picked up a few slices of grilled meat and handed them to Yekura.

Although Ye Cang came here tonight with a special purpose, he was still somewhat surprised by Aoba's enthusiasm.

"Aren't you worried I might suddenly make a move?"

Aoba glanced at her unexpectedly, then gave her a strange look that inexplicably angered Yecang.

"Putting aside the fact that you had no intention of killing me, besides, you're not the only one who would come to kill me. Tell me, what conditions did you offer to poach me?"

"You know?"

Ye Cang was somewhat surprised, and then when she saw Aoba with that expression again, she clenched her fists and took a deep breath.

"Since you know I opened a hot pot restaurant when I was very young, you can deduce that my IQ is at least over 130. How could you not guess? Also, didn't the person who sent you here explain anything to you? This is too hasty. Who sent you, Ebizo?"

Aoba looked up into her eyes and then nodded.

"It really is him."

After saying that, he shook his head as if there was no hope for him.

It's happening again!

She didn't say anything, but it was as if he could see right through her.

"Yamashiro Aoba!"

Yekura finally couldn't hold back any longer and threw a fireball at Aoba.

brush!

A flash of white light, and the fireball was once again split in two. However, unlike before, when the falling fireball exploded after losing Yekura's control, this time it only melted two small craters in the ground.

Ye Cang's pupils contracted slightly, and with a quick movement of his feet, he immediately distanced himself from Qingye, taking out a kunai and watching him warily.

Three scorching fireballs surrounded him, yet he still looked at Aoba with apprehension.

Because—this guy has gotten stronger again!