Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Chapter 118 Once a gap is formed, it can never be healed.

Is this guy a monster?!

A true expert's skill is immediately apparent upon their first move.

She had witnessed Aoba's somewhat sloppy, even unreasonable, swordsmanship.

Yekura could clearly sense that Aoba's swordsmanship was completely different from when they last fought.

If last time he was just an amateur wielding a weapon, now he can be considered a skilled swordsman.

How long has it been?

The speed of progress is absolutely terrifying!

If this guy continues to grow, he will definitely become a great enemy of Sunagakure in the future!

In an instant, Yekura felt an urge to kill Aoba.

They seemed to have noticed the change in Yekura's aura.

Aoba's lips curled slightly as he teased, "Weren't you going to recruit me to Sunagakure? What? Changed your mind?"

Aoba's words reminded Yekura, and remembering Ebizo's instructions, she suppressed her murderous intent.

"I've come here to invite you to join Sunagakure."

She stopped beating around the bush and went straight to the point.

Aoba raised an eyebrow, looking quite intrigued.

"Oh? Give me a reason."

"reason?"

Yekura's gaze swept across the desolate encampment, and over Aoba's simple tent.

"Your parents were heroes who sacrificed themselves for Konoha, weren't they? But how did Konoha treat you? They placed you in a place like this, calling it a garrison post, but what's the difference between that and being exiled to wait for death?"

Her voice was cool and clear, yet it possessed a power that struck straight to the heart.

"Once we, the Sand Village, officially invade the Land of Fire, this place will be the first to be razed to the ground. A genius like you shouldn't be risking your life for a village like that."

Yecang stepped forward and presented his terms.

"By joining Sunagakure, you will receive the highest level of training in the village. Once I become Kazekage, I will directly appoint you as a Jonin and make you a member of the Shadow Guard."

After hearing these words, Aoba suddenly laughed.

The laughter sounded somewhat abrupt in the vast Gobi Desert.

"laugh."

He let out a disdainful sneer and shook his head.

"Leaving aside whether you have the potential to become the Fourth Kazekage, even if you did, Konoha has political struggles, so doesn't Sunagakure have theirs too?"

"What do you mean?"

Ye Cang's expression hardened, and he stared intently at Qingye as he asked.

"Isn't it obvious? You've been played, silly girl."

Looking at this tragic hero who would later be sold off by the village, Aoba shook his head sympathetically. "Even if Danzo came to invite me, he knew to send an entire squad of Root members. Even if I was rejected, he would still use force. What about you?"

"Putting aside whether you can convince me, with your political acumen, whoever follows you will be doomed. Oh, and it won't be long before you yourself are doomed, not even knowing how you died."

Was she tricked?

Aoba's words were like a sharp thorn, piercing into Yokura's heart.

The phrase "silly girl" in particular broke her defenses, causing her previously suppressed chakra to explode.

The three scorching fireballs spun and merged into a more powerful orange flame, surging towards Aoba.

The high temperature distorted the air, and even the sand and gravel on the ground began to show a semi-molten state.

"It's so easy to explode."

Aoba unleashed a burst of chakra beneath his feet and retreated rapidly.

At the same time, he formed a mudra with his hands.

Bang.

A wisp of white smoke dissipated, and a shadow clone appeared beside him.

The shadow clone did not join the battle, but instead turned and ran to the sand dunes behind it, waking up the still sleeping Uchiha Itachi and Ishida Ryoichi.

"Enemy attack?!"

"where?!"

The two opened their eyes and immediately heard the sounds of battle, instantly becoming alert.

"Open your eyes wide, this level of battle is rare."

Aoba's shadow clone stood in front of the two, arms crossed, pointing to the battlefield in the distance.

Upon hearing this, the two scrambled to the front row to watch the game.

In the distance, Aoba's main body had already led Yekura to a more open Gobi Desert.

With no obstructions, this is the perfect place to test swordsmanship.

Ye Cang's attacks were fierce, with scorching fireballs dancing around her, each swing carrying a determination to kill.

The short sword in Aoba's hand was covered with a high-frequency vibrating chakra scalpel, and the blue and white light drew cold trajectories in the night.

There was no large-scale ninjutsu exchange.

Aoba weaved through the gaps in the fireballs using only his physical skills and his short sword.

The chip frantically scanned the retina, calculating the trajectory of each fireball, the heat distribution, and the weak points of the chakra nodes.

"We caught them."

The data stream flashed by in Aoba's eyes.

Instead of dodging, he charged straight at the fireball.

The short knife in his hand drew an odd angle in the air.

Noisy!

A piercing cutting sound rang out.

The originally extremely unstable Scorching Fireball was neatly split in half by this slash.

Unlike the previous Scorching Release fireball that still possessed considerable power after being cut open, this time the flames of the cut sphere instantly dissipated, transforming into two streams of heat that swept past Aoba's side.

"What?!"

Yecang's pupils contracted sharply, and his movements froze for a moment.

Qingye didn't stop; with a flick of her wrist, the blade flashed like a net.

brush!brush!brush!

Several cuts in succession.

More than a dozen fireballs were precisely sliced ​​in mid-air, turning into harmless sparks that dissipated in the wind.

The feeling was like a hot knife slicing through butter, so smooth it was almost unbelievable.

Ryoichi Ishida stood by the tent, staring intently at the battle in the distance. His dark pupils reflected the stunning glint of the blades, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

It wasn't fear, it was excitement.

So this is how swordsmanship can be used.

Even a powerful bloodline limit is not insurmountable in the face of ultimate skill.

The center of the battlefield.

Aoba sheathed his sword and shook off the non-existent residual heat from it.

"Should we fight again? Your Scorch Release doesn't seem to work on me anymore."

Watching his Scorching Release ninjutsu being turned into a sky full of sparks by the person in front of him as if he were cutting melons and vegetables, Ye Cang's chest heaved violently as he stared intently at the man before him.

"What kind of ninjutsu is this?"

Aoba was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously replied, "If you want to learn, I can teach you."

what! ! !

Faced with Aoba's mocking attitude, Yekura became completely enraged, and her chakra erupted.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you!"

Countless fireballs of the Scorching Release technique appeared around Yekura. She took out a kunai and attacked Aoba, her pale orange-red chakra quickly wrapping around it.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The sound of metal clashing was crisp and piercing.

Yekura's attack was swift and fierce, and Aoba was forced to fight and retreat for a time.

Sensing Yekura's intense killing intent, Aoba couldn't help but secretly curse this crazy woman.

It's one thing to not be able to take a joke, but why are you so irritable? Is your period starting?

However, since she was so ungrateful, Aoba decided to teach her a lesson.

clang!

Their weapons clashed violently once again.

Sparks flew everywhere.

A broken blade danced in the air.

However, this time it was Yekura's kunai that broke.

With her weapon severed, Yekura's last shred of reason returned to its place.

Suddenly, Aoba kicked her in the abdomen. Yecang blocked it with one hand in a hurry, but was still kicked more than ten meters away until she hit a rock and stopped.

Ye Cang slowly stood up, supporting herself on the rock. The kick she had just received had left half of her body numb.

She stared intently at Aoba, knowing that she had already lost this battle.

"Yamashiro Aoba, we will meet again."

Leaving behind a perfunctory remark, Yekura showed no interest in fighting and turned to retreat towards the Sunagakure stronghold.

Aoba did not give chase, but simply sheathed his dagger and watched her departing figure, lost in thought.

Yekura did not return to the base at full speed after leaving.

She slowed down after getting far away from Aoba's camp.

The wind and sand tossed her dark green hair as Qingye's words echoed repeatedly in her mind.

"You've been tricked, silly girl."

"With your political acumen, whoever follows you is doomed?"

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"It won't be long before you yourself are in trouble, and you won't even know how you died."

These words haunted her like a curse.

In particular, Aoba's analytical skills, which seemed to see through everything, were something she had only seen in one other person.

Ebizo Advisor.

Return to the Sand Village base.

The stronghold was filled with a tense atmosphere; the ninjas hurried about, the shadow of war looming over everyone.

She walked straight to the command tent, lifted the curtain, and saw Ebizo deep in thought, staring at a map.

"My esteemed advisor."

"I failed; he rejected me."

She gave a brief report on the failure of her attempt to win them over.

Ebizo was studying tactics on a map when he heard the report. Without even looking up, he simply gave a curt "Hmm."

He let out a sound, seemingly unsurprised.

This reaction accurately confirmed Aoba's judgment.

Ye Cang's heart sank.

As she watched Ebizo's retreating figure, a sense of unfamiliarity she had never felt before welled up within her.

"My esteemed advisor."

Ye Cang suppressed the unease in his heart and continued, "That Yamashiro Aoba's growth rate is too astonishing. We absolutely cannot allow him to continue growing; he is a huge threat to Sunagakure! Please allow me to lead an elite team to kill him!"

Ebizo finally turned around, his cloudy eyes looking at Yekura, and slowly shook his head.

"no."

Why?

"We have an even more important task ahead of us. We can't afford to lose combat power in this kind of place." Ebizo's gaze returned to the map. "Konoha's frontline commander is short-sighted. He actually sent such an important combat force to be stationed outside the core war zone. This is a golden opportunity for us."

Seeing that Ebizo already had a complete plan, Yokura opened her mouth, but ultimately did not insist any further.

"Yes, I understand."

She bowed and withdrew.

Back in his tent, Ye Cang sat alone, his mind replaying Qingye's words.

Her mind is in a mess right now.

Aoba's words and Ebizo's attitude made her doubt the things she firmly believed in for the first time.

She and Rasa were both outstanding young talents in Sunagakure, and they had always been secretly competing with each other.

Now, Rasa is on another front, using Magnet Release: Gold Sand to block the Third Raikage's offensive, and his reputation is rising. The call to succeed the Fourth Kazekage is resounding throughout the village.

And what about her?

She believed her abilities were no less than Luo Sha's; all she lacked was an opportunity.

But now it seems that this opportunity will never come.

Ebizo's behavior and Aoba's words plunged her into deep self-doubt.