Escaping the Mist Ninja starts with backstabbing your teacher.

Chapter 144 The Dance of the Early Morning!

Izumi's gaze didn't linger on Payne for long before sweeping to the side.

Although Shura Dao suffered a great loss, his entire right arm was blown up, leaving only a few charred tubes hanging from his shoulder.

But at this moment he had completed his transformation, like a steel demon rising again from the ruins.

His body transformed into three faces and five arms, with the three faces on his head facing different directions.

All six Rinnegan eyes rotated simultaneously, taking in every movement of Izumikawa without any blind spots.

Each of its five arms wields a different weapon—its left hand holds a huge serrated knife, its blade covered with sharp barbs that gleam coldly in the mist.

The back of the second hand split open, revealing a thick cannon barrel, the muzzle radiating a blinding chakra glow.

The third hand gripped a rapidly spinning serrated disc, its buzzing sound like the buzzing of a death bee.

The fourth hand wore a huge iron fist, the surface of which was covered with metal spikes.

The fifth hand remained in its original state, with the missile launch port in its palm charging up.

He transformed into a humanoid killing machine.

This is the true form of the Asura realm.

In this state, his firepower output will increase several times, making him a headache for any opponent, whether it's long-range bombing or close combat.

Countless missiles were launched simultaneously from the five arms of the Asura Path.

The overwhelming barrage of missiles, like a rain of steel, turned the entire sky a deathly gray, as if trying to "pile him up" with shells.

The air was thick with the acrid smell of gunpowder, and the whistling of missiles cutting through the air was deafening.

Izumikawa could even feel the heat waves emanating from the missile tails hitting his face in waves.

"I really don't know where all this ammunition came from—" A thought flashed through Izumi's mind, "It can only have been summoned by spirits."

His bony wings vibrated violently, preparing to take off and avoid it.

The wing membranes fluttered in the wind, the bones made a crisp cracking sound, and the body began to rise into the air.

However, a powerful gravitational force came from the direction of Pain, like an invisible giant hand, fixing his body firmly in place.

All things guide the heavens!

Pain raised his hand, facing him directly, his five fingers spread wide, his palm like a black hole, devouring everything around him.

The mist was sucked into white vortexes, pebbles flew up from the ground, and even the distant waves began to roll backward.

This time, Pain seemed to have learned his lesson. He used Universal Pull to control Izumi, creating an opportunity for the Asura Path's saturation bombardment and leaving the enemy nowhere to escape.

Gravity, like an invisible chain, bound Izumi's limbs and tightened around his chest, making his every movement slow and difficult.

The pulling force was once again distributed throughout my body, a very strange sensation.

Unfortunately, we're currently engaged in battle, so this isn't the time for him to conduct research.

shave!

Or you could call it a burst of speed!

Or perhaps it's the Instantaneous Movement Technique!

Suddenly, chakra exploded beneath Izumi's feet.

The layers of chakra power propelled his body to accelerate once more, charging towards Pain.

The rocks beneath their feet were trampled into a deep pit, and gravel flew in all directions.

His bony wings unfurled behind him, aiding in directional adjustments. The wingtips sliced ​​through the mist, leaving a white afterimage in the fog.

Since he couldn't escape gravity, he used the Gravity Pull of the Myriad Phenomena to pull him toward Pain, while his Shave was an acceleration in the same direction.

The combination of the two forces once made him so fast that he was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.

So, how would you deal with it?

Nagato!

A figure appeared; the Asura Path arrived in front of Pain ahead of time.

Its three-faced, five-armed body stood like an iron wall between Izumi and Pain.

Five arms were raised simultaneously, five different weapons aimed at the oncoming Izumi.

The blade gleamed coldly, tracing a chilling arc through the mist.

The muzzle was filled with dazzling chakra light, its color changing from white to blue-purple.

Energy surged within the cannon barrel, ready to burst forth at any moment.

The iron fist was brimming with monstrous power, and the spikes on its surface left a faint whooshing sound in the air.

The serrated teeth rotated at high speed, emitting a piercing buzz, like hundreds of bees flapping their wings at the same time.

Izumi's pupils contracted sharply, reflecting the approaching weapons deep within.

The white of his right eye could see every joint and every crevice in the Asura's body clearly.

Every weakness—the joints of the armor plates, the loading port of the gun barrel, the serrated bearings—was laid bare under his keen insight.

The Sharingan in his left eye captures the trajectory of each arm's impending attack, constructing a densely packed ballistic diagram in his mind.

He needed to make a decision in a very short time: whether to force his way in, change direction, or retreat.

Every choice means the difference between life and death, and his choice was—

cut!

He did not hesitate.

The bone in his hand split open from his palm, and the stark white bone, like a bamboo shoot breaking through the soil, quickly extended, condensed, and shaped, transforming into a bone knife.

The blade is long and slender, with a sharp edge and fine bone spikes along its back, gleaming coldly in the mist.

Crimson chakra surged from his palm, covering the blade like a burning flame.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of lightning exploded, and a blue-white current of electricity leaped and hissed on the blade, intertwining with crimson chakra.

The bone knife instantly transformed into a blade of light interwoven with lightning and fire, illuminating half the sky.

Izumi's eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils reflecting the trajectory of the five arms of the Asura Path.

With a flick of his wrist, the bone knife in his hand transformed into a streak of light and swung out. A swordsman who cannot draw his blade is not a good warrior.

Swish!

A slash formed from chakra flew out from the blade, like a crescent-shaped wave of light, carrying a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, sweeping towards the Asura Path and Pain's Deva Path.

Wherever the slash passed, the mist was cut open with a straight rift, and even the waves on the sea surface were split in two, revealing the black seawater below.

Pain's reaction was extremely fast; his Rinnegan caught the trajectory of the slash.

His palm reached over Asura's shoulder and opened towards the incoming beam of light.

Shinra Tensei!

The immense repulsive force swept in again, like an invisible tsunami, crashing head-on into the slash.

The flash of the blade gradually froze under the impact of the repulsive force, like a flying insect trapped in amber, slowly coming to a stop in mid-air.

Cracks began to appear on the surface of the light blade. The cracks spread rapidly and eventually shattered into countless tiny points of light, which dissipated in the mist like fireflies scattered by the wind.

Izumikawa's body was also affected by the repulsive force, and he was sent flying backward as if he had been hit by a giant hammer.

His bone wings spread wide behind him in an attempt to steady himself, but the repulsive force still propelled him dozens of meters away.

His feet left two long trails on the sea before crashing into the water, creating a splash.

The sea gradually calmed down, the waves subsided, and the ripples disappeared.

The fog receded, shrouding the turbulent sea in a gray curtain, as if the explosion had never happened.

Pain, the Deva Path, hovered in mid-air, his Rinnegan gazing at the calm sea, his brows slightly furrowed.

An attack of this magnitude would probably not cause much damage at all.

That man's physical skills and reflexes far surpassed those of ordinary ninjas. Although he was thrown back by Shinra Tensei in a sorry state, he was by no means incapacitated.

Therefore, beneath the calm surface of the sea, a counterattack is surely brewing.

Pain's judgment was correct.

Beneath the surface of the sea, Izumi's body is sinking in the water.

The icy seawater enveloped his limbs, seeping through his clothes and into his skin, bringing a bone-chilling cold.

The light gradually disappeared from above, and the surroundings grew darker, but the white of his right eye still clearly saw everything above.

He did not rush to rise, but allowed his body to continue sinking, while mobilizing the chakra within his body and channeling it into his bones.

Corpse Bone Vein - Dance of the Early Fern!

Beneath the sea surface, the first bone spur burst from his back and rapidly extended towards the surface.

Immediately afterwards, a second and a third bone spur erupted simultaneously from various parts of his body.

It pierces through the resistance of the seawater and grows towards the surface at an astonishing speed.

The seawater began to churn, initially with only slight ripples, but then the ripples grew larger and larger.

Bubbles rise from the seabed and burst on the surface, making a muffled popping sound.

boom!

Several bones pierced the sea surface, sending up several columns of water.

Then, more bone spikes emerged from beneath the sea surface—one after another, stretching endlessly, growing wildly like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

The bone spurs vary in size, some as thin as spears and others as thick as pillars. They intertwine to form a white forest of bone spurs, covering an area of ​​tens of meters in radius.

Pain's Rinnegan contracted slightly. He looked down at the bone spurs growing wildly at his feet.

The white bone spurs were approaching him at an extremely fast speed.

The Asura Path stepped forward, unleashing countless missiles that bombarded the bone spikes, sending shattered bones flying, but this only temporarily slowed the spread.

However, it's enough to just buy time.

Shinra Tensei!

A powerful repulsive force erupted once again from Pain's palm, deflecting the several bone spikes that were spreading towards him.

The bone spikes shattered, and white fragments flew in all directions, splashing up fine sprays on the sea surface.

But more bone spurs are emerging from beneath the sea surface, one after another, giving no chance to catch their breath.

Beneath the surface, Izumi's body was still sinking. The burst of the Early Fern Dance had exhausted him considerably, but he was in no hurry to surface.

Although the bone spikes were neutralized one by one by Pain, they at least caused trouble for them and bought Pain some breathing room.

He closed his eyes, feeling the flow of the seawater, waiting for the next opportunity to strike.

On the sea surface, the growth of bone spikes finally began to slow down, and Pain stood on a reef that was not yet covered by bone spikes.

The Rinnegan swept over the white, bony forest, and he slowly spoke: "Taketori Izumi, your strength is indeed impressive, but how long do you think you can hide underwater?"

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