Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Chapter 179 [Transformation into a Dragon]!

Just as Aoba was methodically cultivating his own team in the Land of Rivers, the situation on the battlefield in the Land of Grass, thousands of miles away, underwent a dramatic change.

Originally, Minato Namikaze went to the Land of Grass with Konoha's sincerity, preparing to hold talks with the Iwagakure leadership regarding the prisoner of war, Roshi, the Four-Tails Jinchuriki.

However, those guys from Iwagakure had no sense of martial ethics. On the surface, they agreed to negotiate, but in secret, they had already planned a surprise attack.

Meanwhile, a special operations team composed of elite Iwagakure ninjas used the chaos created by their offensive as cover to successfully rescue Roshi, the Four-Tails Jinchuriki, who was under tight guard in Konoha.

Of course, Iwagakure did not come without paying a price; the rescue teams they dispatched were almost completely wiped out.

Iwagakure's move was undoubtedly a slap in the face to Konoha, and it also signaled that the two sides had completely broken off relations.

The Hidden Stone Village and the Hidden Leaf Village have officially begun a full-scale war!

When the news reached the front lines of the Land of Rivers, Aoba was in the command tent, eating homemade barbecue.

"I've said it before, even if we capture the Jinchuriki, that old man Onoki won't compromise."

Aoba tossed the intelligence aside, picked up a slice of grilled meat, and placed it in the salt water bowl opposite him.

Nara Salt Water looked at the grilled meat in the bowl, and her eyes twitched.

Jiraiya would at least sneak away to drink, while Aoba openly ate barbecue in the command center.

They even brazenly declared, "After fighting for so long, can't we enjoy ourselves a bit?"

And why is he still working in the Land of Grass, even after he came here?

That's right, Aoba has adjusted the salt water again.

Even without war, the stronghold still has a ton of miscellaneous and trivial matters to deal with.

He's already become the commander-in-chief of the front line, and he still has to deal with these miscellaneous matters. Isn't he just wasting his time as commander-in-chief?

And so, he thought of his beloved cow—no, his family.

And so he managed to get the Nara salt water over there.

Who does the actual work if they're a proper boss?

Work downstairs, the boss runs a club with young models, and you can just come to the company to make empty promises when you have free time.

Furthermore, Aoba isn't such a heartless person; he doesn't hoard food, and he genuinely shares any meat he finds.

Salt picked up a piece of grilled meat with his hand and put it in his mouth.

Mmm, it smells delicious!

The flames of the Third Shinobi World War were reignited under the manipulation of Iwagakure.

The previously calm situation in the ninja world has become tense again.

However, all of this had little impact on Aoba, as he couldn't control the other fronts.

The Sand Village side is still alright.

Meanwhile, the stronghold of Sunagakure in the Land of Rivers has been reinforced.

This was something Aoba couldn't tolerate.

In the Battle of Kikyo Mountain, Sunagakure suffered heavy losses, and the troops left on the front lines were mostly chuunibyou and genin cannon fodder, with not even a few decent jonin.

Even though Konoha didn't plan to invade the Land of Wind, you still dare to send reinforcements?

Who are you trying to protect yourself from?

Isn't this a slap in the face to me, Fat Tiger?

So, Aoba stepped directly onto the sand mat and flew over the Sand Village base.

Aoba made no attempt to conceal himself, and slowly and methodically formed hand seals amidst the terrified gazes of the Sunagakure garrison.

"Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique!"

Roar--!

Accompanied by a deafening dragon's roar, a massive amount of chakra forcibly condensed into a large amount of water vapor in the arid desert sky.

A gigantic water dragon, over a thousand meters long, appeared out of nowhere, roaring deafeningly as it slammed into the Sand Village outpost and charged forward.

Rumble!

Water and mud splashed everywhere, and the huge shockwave overturned several bunkers. The Sand Village ninjas hiding inside were soaked to the bone and rolled around in the mud in a sorry state.

"Water Release: Great Pillar!"

Splash!

Another enormous water sphere appeared out of thin air and hurtled towards the Sand Village outpost.

Two or three more tents were destroyed.

Aoba didn't target any specific person; he just attacked wherever there were many things.

What tents, what supplies?

Unless someone is stubborn enough to charge in and try to withstand Aoba's ninjutsu head-on, they are unlikely to be in any danger.

None of the Sand Village ninjas who have survived to this day are fools. Seeing that Aoba had no intention of killing, they all moved away from those things.

The Sand Village below glared at him angrily, but dared not utter a word of it.

In the extremely arid desert environment, to be able to unleash such a massive water escape technique—is this guy a monster?!

After trying out a few water-style ninjutsu techniques, Aoba clapped his hands, turned around, and flew away.

The Sand Village was also bewildered by Aoba's sudden attack. It wasn't really an attack, since no one had died.

A few unlucky guys did get injured.

But what do you mean by just using a few ninjutsu and then leaving?

However, Sunagakure soon understood.

Because, the next day, Aoba came again—

Just as Sunagakure had finally managed to tidy up its base again, Aoba swaggered over, stepping on the sand mats.

"Lord Kamikawa! That guy from Konoha is here again!"

A Sunagakure genin rushed to report.

"Don't make a sound! As long as we don't attack first, he shouldn't—"

Before the words were even finished, Qingye in the sky had already formed a hand seal.

Several more water-style ninjutsu techniques washed away their painstakingly repaired bunkers and tents once again.

The Sand Village members looked at each other, their expressions quite varied.

"What is he doing?"

"It looks like they're practicing ninjutsu?"

What the hell is this? They're practicing ninjutsu over our base?

The Sand Village leader's face turned pale and then red. He gritted his teeth and finally managed to swallow back a mouthful of blood.

The Sand Village ninja below turned green with rage.

Deceiving too much!

This is absolutely outrageous!

This disgusted the Sand Village garrison, since they couldn't beat them in a fight and dared not even curse them.

"Captain! Let's fight back! Konoha is too arrogant!"

A young Sand Villager shouted through gritted teeth.

"Fight back? Go ahead and fight back with your head!"

The outpost leader slapped his subordinate on the head and roared angrily, "Didn't you see who that is? That's Yamashiro Aoba, who could defeat even the Fourth Kazekage head-on! If you want to die, don't drag us down with you!"

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"Then—what do we do? We can't just let him shit on our heads every day, can we?"

"Water Release: Great Waterfall Technique!"

Splash!

Another colossal wave appeared out of nowhere, this time completely flooding the Sunagakure base.

Experiencing being submerged in the desert is a once-in-a-lifetime event for these Sand Villagers.

As the floodwaters receded rapidly, many Sand Villagers who had nearly suffocated lay on the ground, panting heavily.

Looking again at the green leaves in the sky, they had long since disappeared.

In the following days, an extremely absurd scene unfolded on the front lines of the Land of Rivers.

Konoha's commander-in-chief would fly to the Sunagakure base every day, just like clockwork, and give the Sunagakure troops a water-style ninjutsu bath.

This disgusted the Sand Village commander stationed there, but he dared not speak out against it.

Fight? We simply can't win.

That's a monster that can even crush its own Kazekage head-on; if they rush in, they're just asking for trouble.

To scold? I dare not scold.

If they angered this man, he might raze the stronghold to the ground in a fit of pique, leaving them with no recourse.

The commander of the Sand Village outpost was so frustrated he was about to vomit blood, so he quickly sent an urgent request for help to the village.

After waiting for several days, the Sunagakure leadership received the following reply: "As long as the other party does not commit any substantial intrusion, ignore them and absolutely do not provoke any trouble."

Upon seeing this reply, the commander immediately overturned the table.

But after flipping the table, he still had an idea: "Everyone, listen to my command, retreat! We're retreating back to the Land of Wind!"

This perfectly illustrates the meaning of "If I can't afford to offend them, can't I at least avoid them?"

Meanwhile, the news that Sunagakure had fled overnight with their buckets quickly reached Konoha.

Aoba looked at the intelligence reports sent down from below and was amused by Sunagakure's actions.

It must be said that the Water Release Notebook given by the Third Hokage was indeed valuable.

Tobirama Senju truly lived up to his reputation as the master of Water Release techniques. His unique insights into the changing nature of water, recorded in his notebook, greatly benefited Aoba.

Even in the extremely dry environment of the Land of Wind, the power of his Water Release technique was already quite considerable.

While it doesn't reach the exaggerated level of the Second Hokage creating seas out of thin air, nor can it compare to a water-style monster like Kisame, it's enough for him.

That day, Aoba suddenly sensed a spiritual summons from the Blue Swamp.

After greeting Nara Shiosu, it disappeared from Shiosu's sight with a "bang".

Salt water was completely bewildered.

A wisp of white smoke dissipated, and Qingye's figure appeared in the swamp.

However, as soon as they landed, an extremely strong smell of blood hit them.

Qingye raised an eyebrow slightly, her gaze calmly sweeping over the surroundings.

The once-grandeur of the stone forest was now a ruin, with several giant lizard carcasses lying haphazardly beneath it.

The corpses died in extremely gruesome ways; some seemed unable to withstand some kind of violent force and exploded, their internal organs and flesh scattered all over the ground.

Some of them underwent bizarre physical mutations, growing spikes and tumors that were not characteristic of lizards, clearly dying in extreme pain and madness.

Seeing the horrific scene before him, Aoba's eyes remained calm and still, and even the frequency of his breathing did not change in the slightest.

"You seem—not surprised at all?"

An aged voice came from the side.

The old lizard chieftain's massive body slowly crawled out from the depths of the stone forest. His eyes were dim as he looked at his dead kin, his eyes filled with sorrow.

Aoba had her hands in her pockets, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"In our ninja terms, this is called overestimating one's abilities."

Aoba said calmly, "The contractors of the three great holy lands of the Summoning World are all in Konoha, including Ryuchi Cave. As far as I know, the White Snake Sage of Ryuchi Cave has existed for much longer than you, hasn't he?"

"Even the White Snake Immortal, who has lived for over a thousand years and possesses an extremely complete system of immortal arts, can only eke out a living in the form of a snake."

Aoba paused, his gaze fixed on the old lizard's cloudy, vertical pupils. "You don't even have a complete inheritance of immortal techniques, so what makes you think that by forcibly mutating a few of your clansmen, you can cross the boundaries of species and successfully transform into a dragon?"

What?

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