"Block him." Shijō heard the request for reinforcements from the Water Country battlefield and immediately rushed over. Watching Uchiha Iketo and Mokushukuma fighting fiercely, he said, "We absolutely cannot let them reach the inland areas."
You must know, the inland areas are full of civilians.
Once ninjas enter, it will definitely cause severe casualties and losses to the country.
So...
We must not.
However, the main force of the Whirlpool Country is currently deployed on the Fire Country battlefield. Relying on these ninjas to fight against the Mist Village's Seven Ninja Swordsmen is really quite troublesome.
Watching the Uzu-nin continuously losing their lives.
Shijō felt a surge of anger inside and quickly charged towards a Mist ninja who was killing people while howling.
Seeing he held two lightning-charged ninja swords in his hands.
Black Lightning Kiba.
Shijō's eyes focused.
To think the ones who came ashore were the famous Mist Village's Seven Ninja Swordsmen.
Although his strength is really not enough to face the Mist Village's Seven Ninja Swordsmen.
But...
He will not retreat.
Because this is the meaning of him joining the army, this is the meaning of all his hard training.
He absolutely will not let any enemy pass.
"Ah." Shijō shouted loudly, roaring, "Everyone else, retreat, continue firing the cannons at the Mist Village."
We absolutely cannot let the Mist Village ninjas come ashore.
"Heh heh." Looking at the Uzu-nin who suddenly appeared before him, Black Lightning Kiba sneered and said, "Pure taijutsu ninja."
Really seeking death.
You must know, what he holds in his hands are the Lightning Blades Kiba. Relying solely on taijutsu, how can one resist the lightning on the Lightning Blades Kiba.
So...
Black Lightning Kiba continuously swung the twin swords in his hands, Shijō carefully dodged with his body.
Unable to launch any attacks.
"Shii—."
Suddenly, Kiba cut a gash on Shijō's right arm.
"Captain Shijō." Mokushukuma saw this, panicked immediately, and shouted.
"It's fine." Shijō took a step back, looked at the smiling Black Lightning Kiba before him, frowned, and said, "Don't mind me."
It seems my speed can't keep up.
Is this the strength of an elite ninja.
Shijō clenched his fist. No matter how he trains now, he cannot break through.
He...
Has long reached his physical limit in taijutsu.
Shijō shook his head with a bitter smile. He remembered what Grandpa Madara said that day.
That day...
"Grandpa Madara, my body has reached its limit."
Because he could no longer break through, he went to ask Grandpa Madara if there was any way.
But...
Grandpa Madara glanced at him disdainfully, then closed his eyes, said nothing...
Just as Shijō thought Grandpa Madara didn't know either and was about to turn away disappointed...
"The human body has limits." Grandpa Madara said calmly with his eyes closed, "But ninjutsu has no limits."
"You have reached the limit a person should have. If you continue, your body will only sustain hidden injuries, not break through."
"Then how do I break through." Shijō frowned and asked, "Right now, no matter how I train, I can't improve. If I even increase the training, my muscles will ache and become weak."
Because of this...
He has been to the hospital several times, told that if he continues like this, he will eventually become completely paralyzed.
"This old man doesn't know either." Madara looked expressionlessly at the expectant Shijō and said calmly, "I advise you to just stop being a ninja."
"Otherwise, if you continue, you'll just be trash anyway."
He, Uchiha Madara, is a genius. How could he know the training methods of trash.
"I..." Hearing this, Shijō clenched his fist, a look of disappointment on his face, and murmured, "Do I really have to give up."
Can one not become strong without being able to use ninjutsu.
All these years of effort...
What were they for.
Just as Uchiha Madara thought he was about to give up...
"I will not be disappointed."
Shijō suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly, "I will definitely become truly strong." He looked at Uchiha Madara with determined eyes, "When the time comes, I will tell Grandpa Madara..."
"Even without ninjutsu, one can become truly strong."
Then, he rushed out without looking back.
He can definitely do it.
"Fool." Madara opened his eyes, looked at Shijō's departing back, and said calmly, "What a fool."
But...
"Perhaps it really is possible."
...
"Still spacing out." Just as Shijō was reminiscing, Black Lightning Kiba suddenly appeared beside him, sneering, "Is this you wanting me to prepare a funeral for you."
Then...
"Pfft—."
Shijō quickly did a spinning back kick, intending to dodge the ninja sword's attack...
"Lightning Release Lightning Fang."
A flash of lightning appeared...
"Shii."
A flicker.
Shijō looked at his slashed chest.
Fortunately, the injury wasn't serious, otherwise he probably wouldn't be able to move now.
But the lightning's paralysis effect...
Right now Shijō still cannot move...
"Now let me hold a funeral for you." Black Lightning Kiba looked at Shijō before him and said with a smile, "Trash taijutsu ninja."
He doesn't even want to know the name of such a trash ninja.
So...
Just go die.
"Trash." Shijō shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "You're right..."
He has always been trash.
Feeling the paralysis effect slowly fading, but the Black Lightning Kiba before him getting closer and closer...
This time, it might really be over.
Seeing this, Shijō's heart instead calmed down. Since he became a ninja, the outcome was probably destined long ago.
Can a pure taijutsu type ninja really not become strong.
Shijō felt disappointed inside, but...
"It's over." Black Lightning Kiba had already reached his side, raised the Lightning Blade Kiba, and said calmly, "Later, I will hold funerals for the others too."
As soon as the words fell...
He promised Grandpa Madara.
"Definitely." Shijō suddenly opened his eyes and roared, "I will definitely become strong."
Just as Kiba was swinging down...
Shijō's speed seemed to increase. He quickly did a back flip kick, then a back handspring to dodge.
"This." Black Lightning Kiba held Kiba, looked ahead, frowned, and murmured, "Both power and speed suddenly increased."
But...
"Still just trash anyway."
"Trash." Shijō looked expressionlessly at Black Lightning Kiba, feeling the changes in his body. He...
Seems to have found the path forward.
But now is not the time to get excited. Feeling his comrades falling around him...
"Mist Village ninjas." Shijō quickly suppressed his excitement, looked at Black Lightning Kiba, and said calmly, "The Whirlpool Country does not welcome you."
Then...
"Pfft."
His whole body suddenly emitted a yellow light as he charged forward.
"Getting stronger again." Black Lightning Kiba felt the shock transmitted through the blade, felt surprised inside, and said, "What kind of ninjutsu is this exactly."
However, Shijō did not pay him any mind, raised his leg, swung his fist...
I can do it, I can do it, I can definitely do it.
This is his belief.
Defeat any invader, protect the Whirlpool Country.
So...
After it's over, he will tell Grandpa Madara that pure taijutsu ninjas can also become strong.
But...
No one noticed...
A figure had appeared in mid-air at some point, quietly watching Shijō...
"To think he actually succeeded."
Then...
His gaze swept over the Seven Ninja Swordsmen... five of them, and said calmly, "This farce should end now."
Daring to use Mist assassination techniques here in the Whirlpool Country.
Really don't know how to live.
Just as he was about to make a move...
"Whoosh."
Suddenly...
A light appeared.
A kitchen knife was seen rushing fiercely towards a middle-aged man who was holding a sword in his left hand and a hammer in his right, destroying chakra cannons.
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