This is my ninja journey

The morning sun rose, casting a kaleidoscope-like brilliance. Dozens of ninjas were rising and falling in the forest, running towards the boundary line formed by yellow sand in front.

An absolutely grand scene!

Otonashi looked left and right, and all he could see were elite ninja teams of four people around him, all wearing the same green vests, but none of them could be found in his memory.

Whether it was the Sannin or the Konoha 12, they were just the most essential part of the vast ninja world. Most people were cannon fodder, turning into nutrients to nourish this land in silence. Actually, these ninja teams were okay, but even more worthless deaths were far away.

Taking advantage of the gap between jumps, Otonashi looked to the right. He saw that Mount Kikyo, which was more than a thousand meters high, was already shrouded in flames and dust, like a volcano about to erupt. The shouts of thousands of ninjas fighting came from afar, and it seemed that a bloody hell of fire could be imagined from the screams.

'Ninjutsu is equivalent to hot weapons, how can its lethality be compared to swords.'

The explosion of fire style, the cutting of wind style, and the huge power enhanced by combined seals. Various forbidden techniques and secret techniques were developing, just like the military technology of his previous life. The later the Shinobi World War, the greater the casualties!

Perhaps only a few dozen people died in a battle a hundred years ago, but now the expansion of scale and technology could increase casualties tenfold!

After the bombardment, the shouts became even louder, mixed with screams. Presumably, it had reached the stage of bayonet assault.

Otonashi vaguely saw a giant snake raise its head and then crush it from the front. A burst of 'banzai' suddenly sounded in the forest.

At this time, Orochimaru was extremely brave. After using the summoning technique to open the way, the tide of Konoha ninjas surged in. It seemed that the Third Hokage had not yet made a move.

"Suna is about to collapse. Let's hurry up!"

Orders rose and fell one after another. The ninja teams, who were regarded as partial divisions, rushed forward with all their might. They were preparing to encircle Suna.

Whoosh--

Leaping out of the forest, the hot yellow sand was a bit hot to the feet. Another 'scatter' was heard, and dozens of people immediately divided into ten teams and moved forward in all directions, almost without stopping.

"Don't chase a desperate foe, and besides, where did the confidence come from to confirm that Suna has collapsed?" Otonashi muttered a few words, but still followed behind Hyuga Hinata. He was just a small soldier, not a commander. Even if he wanted to be a rogue ninja, he wouldn't choose this time.

"What did you say, Otonashi?" Shisui was running a meter to the right, his arms unmoving, his body leaning forward. He could definitely run 100 meters in ten seconds.

"I didn't finish what I said yesterday. Suna does want to lose, but before losing, they might as well bite back to lay the groundwork for the armistice conditions."

"Didn't you say that the Third Hokage is wise and resourceful?"

Otonashi didn't answer immediately. He stopped abruptly with Hyuga Hinata in front of him, grinding two marks in the sand with his feet. He held the hilt of his sword and roared in a low voice:

"But Konoha also has greedy fools!"

Here they come!

Vast yellow sand rose in the distance, like a sandstorm was forming, but the chakra contained in it clearly indicated that this was not a natural phenomenon.

"It's wind style. So the people of the Land of Wind want to eat Konoha's left wing?" Hyuga Hinata had experienced hundreds of battles. How could he not understand that Suna was waiting for Konoha to split up? Killing one person here was equivalent to ten people on the front battlefield!

There were as many cannon fodder as you wanted who could only throw kunai and D-rank ninjutsu. However, those who could enter the ninja team could at least become special Jonin in ten years.

"Should we retreat? Instructor Hinata." Shizune took out a kunai. Who knows how many enemies were in the sandstorm ahead.

"It's too late. We will hold our ground and wait for reinforcements. The battle at Mount Kikyo will end soon." Hinata shook his head slightly. His Byakugan was already activated, and he saw that there were only one or two hundred Suna ninjas in the sandstorm. It was simply wishful thinking to want to eat Konoha's left-wing interception force composed of ten Jonin and more than thirty Chunin.

"Each team, prepare for battle!"

"Scatter, prepare for close combat!"

"Don't let the enemy get too close!"

Orders rose and fell one after another. The forty people were divided into teams and entered favorable terrain.

This was not a flat desert. There were many weathered stone pillars as shelters. Otonashi climbed one of them and pressed his headband. After a moment, a strong wind blew in his face, and visibility had dropped to a few meters.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The ninja teams on the front line had already engaged in battle. The visibility was unclear, and only the sound of weapons clashing could be heard, or a burst of fire style penetrating the yellow sand, and the smell of roasted meat wafted with the wind.

Hyuga Hinata had already come to the top of the stone pillar at some point. He instinctively took half a step forward to cover the students behind him. He glanced at them and asked with a frown, "Otonashi, I remember that your chakra has four attributes: wind, water, lightning, and earth, right?"

"Instructor, do you want me to use earth style to fight the enemy?"

The Jonin glanced at the boy with a slightly surprised look, nodded sullenly, "Yes, make full use of the advantages of my Byakugan. You know what to do."

"Yes." Otonashi jumped down directly, formed a triangular formation with Shizune and Shisui, quickly formed seals with both hands, and then slapped them on the ground.

Dragon - Snake - Sheep - Boar

"Earth Style. Earth Flow Wall!!"

Buzz--

Chakra was injected, and the ground instantly began to resonate. In an instant, an earth-yellow wall slowly rose on the ground. Shizune's mouth slowly grew wide. She saw that the wall in front of her was about three meters high, but it was a full ten meters long, like a small city wall standing in front of her.

This chakra volume...

Seals could be solved with practice, but chakra was like a blue bar, determining the power of the 'technique'. This large-scale B-rank ninjutsu alone was enough to suck her dry.

The wind and sand suddenly became much thinner. When the Suna ninjas who broke through the first line of defense saw the earth flow wall rise, they subconsciously jumped over it. A height of three meters was nothing to ninjas, and going around would undoubtedly waste a lot of time.

Kill them!

Several figures wearing brown vests suddenly jumped down. However, Hyuga Hinata, who had opened the perspective, had been waiting for a long time.

Eight Trigrams Air Palm.

Hyuga Hinata stepped forward like flowing water, and his back palm blasted out from a distance. Several meters away, the Suna ninja's feet hadn't even touched the ground when he flew up and crashed heavily on the wall, his internal organs already shattered.

Before the corpse could even land, Hinata, leaning forward, instantly arrived in front of the second enemy. His left hand held his wrist, and his right palm, hidden under his ribs, 'lightly' blasted into the opponent's chest and abdomen.

Bang!

Spinning, flying backward, internal organs shattered! Gentle Fist looked weak but damaged the enemy from the inside out, and it was as gentle, continuous, and agile as flowing water!

"It's someone from the Hyuga family! Avoid close combat!" How could Suna not recognize these human radars? The second wave that came in seemed to have a Jonin. He quickly formed seals, and his chest puffed up high.

"Fire Style. Great Fireball..."

Crack.

A soft sound. Hinata, who had lightly jumped onto the top of the wall, slapped him on the chin. A cloud of fire immediately burned over everyone's heads. However, no matter how civilian the Jonin was, his basic skills were also extremely solid. Before the second palm hit his chest, he jumped back, supported himself on the wall with both hands, and fell into the wall.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Shurikens and kunai came from all directions. As the core of Konoha's reconnaissance force, the Hyuga clan was no stranger to them. Its strategic significance was even greater than that of the Uchiha family's Sharingan.

If it were an ordinary Hyuga clan member, he might temporarily retreat and look for an opportunity to get closer. However, Hinata hooked his feet and spun like a top.

Rotation! (Kaiten)

A large amount of Gentle Fist chakra was released from the chakra points in his body, forming a semicircular shield. All kinds of hidden weapons were cleared away, but Suna was not surprised. Using kunai to force defense, he immediately began to form seals.

First, use the sand flow technique to trap the enemy, and then use--

Puff!

Blood splattered. The Suna ninja who was forming the wind style seal was pierced from behind by a shuriken. The Jonin, whose Phoenix Flower Fire Technique was about to be completed, jumped to the side. His peripheral vision caught a few splashes of sand in the place where he had just been standing, and several long needles had sunk into the sand.

"They were dealt with so quickly?" He didn't expect that the subordinates who went to restrain them had been wiped out in just a few rounds. He lightly tapped his toes after landing, and a gust of wind slashed down, sticking to his vest.

Swish--

The long sword entered the sand, and the young man holding the sword suddenly paused, his eyes blurred as if he saw a mirage.

Genjutsu!

Except for a few oddballs, most Jonin had considerable attainments in taijutsu, genjutsu, and ninjutsu. A trace of a smile appeared on the Jonin's face. Before his feet landed, three kunai had already been thrown out.

Genjutsu to confuse the enemy, hidden weapons to kill. It seemed simple, but who knows how many Konoha ninjas had become ghosts. However, this time, a few shurikens unexpectedly bypassed the boy in a strange arc and accurately hit the kunai.

Clang clang clang--

A few sparks bloomed in the wind and sand. The Jonin didn't have time to see which genius threw the shurikens. A kunai flying from the side pierced his body, and then he turned into wood with a 'bang'.

"It's a substitution technique!" Shizune, who thought she could take the Jonin's head, looked disappointed. Which Jonin wasn't a hundred-man slayer? They would have been extinct long ago if they were killed so easily.

The Jonin quickly retreated and split into three clones.

"But this is not a substitution technique!" Hyuga Hinata, who had escaped from the sand flow technique at some point, rushed over. Facing the three clones, he did not hesitate to blast towards the person in the center.

Gentle Fist!!

Wind Style. Gale Technique!

The fist and the wind collided. Hinata looked at the Jonin flying backward and frowned slightly. He failed to blast chakra into his body, but he also had no chance to throw a second punch.

Rotation!

The blue top reappeared. The ten or so Suna ninjas who had crossed the wall were not here to watch the show. The hidden weapons thrown from all directions could only be blasted away with Kaiten. However, this block immediately put pressure on the students.

"Things have become troublesome." Otonashi had already escaped from the genjutsu, and by the way, he killed a Suna Genin who wanted to take advantage of the situation.

The earth flow wall gave Hyuga Hinata the upper hand, but it also seemed like a landmark, attracting the enemy's attention. In the wind and sand, nothing could be seen, and people would instinctively gather in one place.

One Jonin, more than ten Chunin, and people were constantly jumping over the wall. Fortunately, the Konoha ninja teams on the left and right sides were still resisting, otherwise they would have been surrounded long ago. He instantly understood Hyuga Hinata's intention. If there was one person to absorb the hatred in this chaotic battle, the overall casualty rate would be greatly reduced.

Otonashi glanced at Shisui and Shizune who were struggling, and then saw the three Suna ninjas rushing straight over. He took a deep breath and bit the hilt of his sword with his mouth.

"Then let's try the secret technique that I spent ten years developing from that person's notes."

He put his fingers together and formed a 'cross' in front of his chest. The chakra was converted into lightning attribute and poured into every muscle and fascia. Blue electric arcs flickered on the surface of his body, and his muscles trembled slightly. Blood instantly filled his eyes.

Ninpō. Raitai Kettō! (Ninja Art. Lightning Body Blood Blade!)

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