Naruto's water escape is the strongest

Due to lack of manpower, the Mist Ninjas were unable to use blanket or dragnet search methods.

The route they scouted followed a radial path in diameter.

Changkuro, who has passed through the center of the storm many times, also feels that the possibility of Sanwei being at the center of the storm is relatively high.

In the storm.

The rain was heavy and the wind howled.

The raindrops hit the ninjas wildly and forcefully.

With the coolness of autumn.

Traveling in such a violent storm, even the ninjas who are far more capable than ordinary people will feel their own insignificance in the endless struggle with nature, and will soon become exhausted.

The mist ninjas were still using chakra to block the rain at first, but then quickly gave up the idea.

In such a harsh weather environment, it is too difficult to maintain chakra protection for a long time.

The result was that the ninjas were showered in the rain and quickly became soaked.

After being soaked in water, the clothes became as heavy as a pair of armor clinging to the body.

Every time the exposed skin is hit by dense raindrops, it feels like being hit by hard pebbles; cold water droplets drip on the skin, taking away the precious heat in the body.

It’s not just about the rain.

The turbulent and churning water beneath their feet made the most common ninja's treading water become unusual and even extremely difficult.

Every huge wave that rises tests the ninja's most basic chakra manipulation skills.

In this case, the mist ninjas still need to concentrate on sensing whether the Three-Tails' chakra is hidden in the undulating waves.

You also need to keep your eyes open to see if the bumpy water surface obscures the figure of the three tails.

Soon, the mist ninjas began to breathe heavily.

"Brother," Chojuro glanced at the exhausted companions beside him, walked forward, mustered up his courage, and whispered, "Let's find a place to rest for a while."

The voice was heavy, interspersed with rapid breathing.

It was already ten hours after entering the storm.After a long and intense mission, the ninjas began to be unable to hold on.

Changkuro stared hard and scanned the sea area in front of him. After confirming that the three tails were not here, he stopped and turned back to glance at his brother indifferently.

His eyes were full of sternness and determination.

The eldest brother is like a father.The brothers' parents died early, so Chojuro grew up under the care of his brother. He was usually most afraid of Kuro's scolding and glares.

He was soft-tempered, and when his brother saw him like this, his heart tightened, and most of the courage he finally mustered up suddenly disappeared.

But thinking of his companions behind him, Chojuro mustered up his courage even though he was beating a drum in his heart, and said bravely: "Brother has been walking for ten hours in a row, and everyone is very tired. I don't have enough energy and energy to carry out the task." Without physical strength, it would be easy to miss the traces of Sanwei, and it may even lead to casualties."

"It's better to take a break first and let everyone regain their energy before carrying out the task. That would be more efficient."

Chokuro's eyes moved away from Juro and turned to the mist ninjas behind him.

His indifferent eyes swept over the demoralized Mist Ninjas, and when he saw the Sensing Ninja who was already swaying and still pushing forward, his eyes finally fluctuated.

Changkuro kept a straight face and remained silent.

"Big Brother"

the younger brother asked cautiously.

Changkuro narrowed his eyelids, and after a long time he said indifferently: "Find a small island or somewhere, stop and rest for five hours."

The exhausted ninjas suddenly brightened up, looked at each other with Chojuro, and cheered lowly.

"Great"

The sentient ninja quickly found a tiny island.

"Look here, there are rocks under the water."

It's not right to say it's a small island. It's actually just a reef. The topmost reef is still several meters deep under the water.

In an environment where the turbid waves are emptying and the sky is dark, the coral reef is only a hazy shadow. If it were not for the efforts of the sensing ninjas, the mist ninjas would not be able to discover its existence.

"It's too deep, we can't rest here" a Mist ninja shouted loudly.

The rain became heavier again.

In the noisy rain, waves and thunder, smaller sounds will be drowned out, so the ninjas have to speak at the top of their voices and turn the volume to the highest level.

Fortunately, some of the accompanying ninjas knew how to escape, so someone immediately stepped forward and said, "I'll do it."

He mobilized the little chakra he had in his body and quickly formed seals with his hands, changing the shape of the reef.

state.

The rocks hidden under the water soon rose up and surfaced. The Earth Release Ninja continued to form seals, manipulating the rocks to transform into solid walls and rooms. A temporary but solid camp soon stood in the storm.

The Mist Ninjas suddenly became energetic and filed into the camp.

Changing clothes, making fire, cooking and other matters were carried out in an orderly manner.

The emergency dry food was soaked in hot soup, the warm food and the bonfire burned with the fire oil they brought quickly warmed the cold ninja from the inside out.

"Come alive"

The Sensing Ninja sat cross-legged by the fire pit and said exaggeratedly.

She was a petite young girl, with a childlike look between her brows and eyes. She held up her food box with a smile and sipped the hot soup with her small, smooth feet.

Sitting next to her was an older ANBU, about 50 to [-] years old, with a lot of vicissitudes of life between his brows.

He glanced at the girl, who was not sitting upright, and said with a smile: "That's all because the captain is kind-hearted, otherwise you wouldn't be able to rest comfortably here now."

"What's wrong," the girl pouted, lifted up her trousers and rubbed the tender white flesh of her calf, muttering, "I can't feel my feet anymore."

"Haha." The old ninja smiled nonchalantly.

"Yuriga, you can't stand it anymore." He shook his head, "If we had been left alone, even just five or six years ago, how could the village tolerate a petite little girl like you to become a ninja?"

If it were the Mist Ninja Village during the Blood Mist Period, the leading captain would not even pay attention to such a request.

"It's your own fault if you can't keep up with the team," he said with emotion. "No one will help you, let alone stop to let you rest."

"That's what the village was like back then."

"Times are different now. If in our time, Kuro would be looked down upon if he did this, and others would think he is cowardly."

The Blood Mist prides itself on ruthlessness, and the companionship promoted by Konoha was seen as a symbol of weakness in those days.

After listening to a few words, Chojuro came over and asked with interest: "Uncle Hino, what was the village like back then?"

The other young people in the team also pricked up their ears.

Uncle Hino moved his buttocks and made room for Chojuro to sit between him and Yurika.

"Hey, since you are interested, let me tell you."

"At that time, we called ourselves the Blood Mist."

After talking for a while, Changkuro walked in. His hair, body, and clothes were all still wet. It was obvious that he had been busy until now.

He walked straight to Uncle Hino and whispered: "The duty schedule has been arranged. We have to work harder and take turns to be on guard. They are young people who are weak in physical strength. Let them rest for a while. I will be on the first shift and you will continue. I, do you understand?”

"Yes" Uncle Hino responded solemnly.

Changkuro turned to look at the others again and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, please stop talking. There are beds in the room inside. You can rest early after eating. The tasks that follow will be even more difficult. If you don't have enough physical strength, you won't be able to cope with it." Do you understand?"

Chokuro said, and specifically glared at the sentient ninja sitting at his feet.

"Especially you, Terumi Yurika"

"Yes." The young girl responded with a pout.

The hall became quiet.

About five hours later.

Judging from the time, it was already late at night, or early in the morning.

However, for the center of the storm where dark clouds cover the sky and the sun is obscured, the distinction between day and night is no longer obvious.The mist ninjas walked out of the house, not even realizing that night had entered.

Following the previous direction, the Mist Ninjas continued their mission.

After walking for a while, Yuliga suddenly stopped.

"and many more"

"What's wrong?" Changkuro suddenly raised his fist, signaling everyone to stop, and asked her in a deep voice, "Have you found the three tails?"

"I sensed a powerful chakra reaction that was very terrifying."

"Are you sure it's three tails?"

The sensing ninja closed his eyes, frowned tightly, and whispered: "Wait a minute, that's not the breath of the Three-Tails."

"And it's not just one chakra, it's two very powerful chakra auras."

Her face turned pale and she exclaimed: "It's right in front of us."

"The feeling they gave me was scarier than the three tails."

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