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Perfect coordination!
At this moment, a look of panic suddenly appeared on Orochimaru's face, hidden in the tree's shadow. He involuntarily took a step back, and the ninja's face twisted into a savage joy. "Looking for death!"
He had almost been scared out of his wits! If not for his quick wit in spotting the opponent's flaw, it would have been a humiliating retreat.
A dark figure flashed and landed on the thick tree trunk. Just as he grinned savagely and swung his long blade at the panicked Orochimaru, the latter's face suddenly twisted into a mocking smile. It was already too late when he realized something was wrong.
His hand, hidden in his sleeve, had already formed the seals: Tiger-Rat-Sheep-Rat-Tiger. Chakra flowed through his body, and in an instant, the panicked Orochimaru's face broke into a mocking smile. In the split second he raised his hand—
"Shadow Snake Hand!"
With a hoarse, mocking laugh, when the snakes suddenly shot out from his opponent's arm and lunged at him, fear surged in the heart of Orochimaru, one of the Sannin. At that moment, the ninja's face was filled with terror.
"Orochimaru!"
People can be faked, after all, there is a transformation jutsu, but jutsu cannot be faked! The signature jutsu immediately made the elite chunin lose the will to fight. He hastily threw his ninjato and leaped backward with all his might.
Escape!
Seeing the signature jutsu, Orochimaru was now certain. He had no desire to fight anymore; his mind was set on escape!
However, at that moment, the sound of chirping birds suddenly filled the air, endless chirping!
"Chidori!"
A gush of blood splattered as the chunin screamed in agony. Lightning flashed past his body, taking his right arm with it.
"Damn it! Uchiha Yoru, you still haven't mastered that jutsu."
Orochimaru, standing on the tree trunk, revealed a look of anger, but with a touch of feminine fury. As a cloud of white smoke rose, Anko's figure appeared. The elite chunin, who was falling with a severed arm, looked at her with rage.
"You're not Orochimaru!"
At that moment, the elite chunin realized he had been tricked. The opponent had used Orochimaru's fearsome reputation to intimidate him. After the Shadow Snake Hand, anyone would have believed it was Orochimaru, never thinking it was a fake.
"Captain!"
At that moment, the two students rushed over, forming a triangular battle formation. However, Anko, who had revealed her true form on the tree trunk, glared angrily at Uchiha Yoru, who had landed nearby.
The lightning in Uchiha Yoru's hand was still crackling, slowly dissipating. The Sharingan in his eyes rotated, and he said awkwardly, "Anko, the opponent is a taijutsu user. He dodged the killing blow at the last moment."
He had aimed for the back, but only managed to sever the right arm. Still, it was a significant hit. An ordinary ninja would see a drastic reduction in combat ability after losing an arm, especially the inability to use jutsu.
The lightning in his hand dissipated, and he felt a third of his chakra drained. Uchiha Yoru smiled as he looked at his prey below.
120,000 gold coins! To accelerate the training of the A-rank jutsu Chidori, he wasn't a genius, but he could use money to become one. Although he wasn't fully proficient yet, he could already use it in battle.
In an instant, Uchiha Yoru shot a series of shurikens from his hand. From his vantage point above, the shurikens rained down densely. The elite chunin, with one arm severed, shouted in shock and anger, "Quick! Stop him!"
He was just an ordinary elite chunin. Now, with one arm cut off, he couldn't use jutsu and could only rely on his subordinates to buy him time.
Clang, clang—
In an instant, the black shurikens were deflected. However, the next moment, a bald genin shouted, "Get out of the way!"
By the time the two tried to dodge, it was too late. The elite chunin, with his severed arm, reacted quickly, leaping high into the air. He looked down in shock, seeing the shurikens clearly tied with fine steel wires. In the dim forest, the light was too poor for anyone to notice.
In an instant, Uchiha Yoru yanked the wires, and the shurikens, propelled by the force, began to loop back. The two genin were instantly bound by the wires.
At that moment, the elite chunin, who had leaped up, roared and threw his kunai down with his left hand, clearly aiming to cut the wires binding his students.
However, someone was faster. In perfect coordination, Uchiha Yoru's companion, Anko, quickly formed the seals: Snake-Dragon-Hare-Tiger.
"Fire Release: Dragon Fire Technique!"
Anko shouted, took a deep breath, and a powerful fire dragon spewed from her mouth, surging straight down.
A scream echoed, and in a short moment, the flames had consumed the two young genin, filling the air with a nauseating stench.
The elite chunin, who had landed, was still bleeding from his right arm. He was now sweating profusely, shocked at the situation that had left him alone in just a few seconds. He involuntarily swallowed nervously.
"You! You are Orochimaru's disciple, Mitarashi Anko!"
At this moment, the elite chunin's face was pale, shocked at the appearance of the two. The默契 coordination and the distinctive jutsu clearly identified the female ninja as Orochimaru's disciple.
The Shadow Snake Hand and Dragon Fire Technique are both C-rank jutsu, consuming little chakra. At this moment, Anko, seeing the trouble resolved in the blink of an eye, with only a disabled opponent remaining, smiled mockingly.
"Correct, I am Orochimaru's disciple, Mitarashi Anko. Now, you should surrender quietly."
The other opponent, sweating profusely, glanced at the other person. When he saw the red eyes in the other's eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect there would also be an Uchiha ninja. Sharingan!"
Too cunning, one is an Uchiha with activated Sharingan, and the other is a disciple of one of the Sannin. Even in a direct confrontation, he had no confidence in surviving, let alone the fact that the opponents were clearly very cunning, setting up one trap after another.
"Haha, ninjas rely on their brains, especially on information."
Seeing the other's gritted teeth, Uchiha Yoru smiled, clearly enjoying the torment.
However, what he said was true. Unless one reaches the later stages of immense power, ninjas before that are essentially high-attack, low-defense. A single kunai could be fatal.
In the early stages, ninjas rely on information and strategy to win with fewer resources and less strength, not by facing each other and casting jutsu, which would be ridiculous.
Huff, huff~
With rapid breathing, the opponent's face suddenly changed, his body stiffening. His plan to escape was foiled. Feeling the changes within his body, he looked at the two young Leaf geniuses with disbelief, trembling, "When did you poison me!"
He had been talking to buy time to observe escape routes, but now his chakra was uncontrollable, and a dizziness rose in his mind. With his experience, he knew he was poisoned.
His consciousness began to blur. He thought of the moment the young man used Chidori to sever his arm, which was the only time he could have been poisoned. Seeing the smiles on the faces of the young man and woman, he then collapsed onto the soft grass.
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