Naruto: I survive in the land of blood mist

Tears fell from Wuxin's eyes, and he could not suppress his sadness. He lowered his head and looked at the body of Mitsui Takumi.

"Takumi, our classmate Momochi Zabuza will kill all the students in this class!

We, we have a chance, and we can pass the exam without killing each other...

But, Takumi, my ninja father warned me that living in this bloody mist country, I must be ruthless, unrighteous, and heartless...

Especially for the enemies who hurt me, I must never have any mercy.

Only in this way can I live for a long time in this bloody mist country..."

After Wuxin muttered to himself, a look of pain appeared on his face, and he covered his neck with both hands.

"Ugh!"

Wuxin killed someone for the first time, and the one he killed was his childhood friend. His stomach was churning, and he lowered his head and vomited.

"Drink...drink...drink...this...is this a ninja?"

Wuxin took a deep breath and had a deeper understanding of the profession of ninja.

Wuxin couldn't help but recall the surprised and complicated expressions of his parents when he was five years old and practiced chakra concentration method and condensed chakra on the first day.

He remembered the proud but worried eyes of his parents who were special jonins in the Hidden Mist Village when he practiced ninjutsu at the age of seven and succeeded in performing ninjutsu for the first time.

Although his parents who were special jonins were not particularly famous and powerful Hidden Mist Ninjas, they were also well-known in the Hidden Mist Village for their excellent tracking and auxiliary abilities.

At this moment of the graduation exam, Wuxin understood his parents' worries. Their usual strictness, harshness, ruthlessness, and unsmilingness were for him to survive in the Hidden Mist Village.

Wuxin's thoughts were confused, and he didn't know how long it had been.

The fog in the training ground gradually became thicker.

The establishment of the Hidden Mist Village originated from the fact that this area was filled with fog all year round, with abundant water vapor and humid air, which was very suitable for water escape and fog ninjutsu.

The training ground was not very big, about 20 meters long and 10 meters wide. It was a regular training ground. The thick fog made Wuxin, who was in a trance, alert.

After all, there was a lonely person among the students of this class, named Zabuza Momochi.

"The fog has become thicker? No, this is, the Mist Hidden Technique?"

The training ground was not very large. Wuxin, who had come back to his senses, could no longer see the boundary line of the A17 training ground where he was. Wuxin instantly thought of Zabuza Momochi, a classmate of this class, and guessed something.

Wuxin made a seal with his left hand in front of him, raised his right hand seal above his head, and shouted softly:

"Ninjutsu: Mist Hidden Technique!"

As Wuxin shouted softly, the fog in the training ground became thicker, and Wuxin's figure disappeared in the fog.

The Mist Hidden Technique, a D-level ninjutsu, is the signature ninjutsu of the Hidden Mist Village. It is at the level of mastery and application of Genin. It will be taught in the Ninja School, and there will be an assessment of the degree of mastery.

In addition to the primary method of using chakra to create thick fog, the use of the Mist Hidden Technique also has the function of hiding oneself in the fog. It is a stealth technique that uses fog to hide the body, and it is also a pre-ninjutsu of the Mist Hidden Assassination Technique.

Whoosh! Swish!

A sudden sonic boom sounded in the fog, and a short-haired boy held a kunai in both hands and pierced Wuxin's throat. Wuxin's eyes widened, and he grabbed the assassin's hands with both hands, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Wusin, your Mist Hidden Technique is too crude. The rhythm of your heartbeat is like a beacon."

The short-haired boy assassin was the top student in the class, Zabuza Momochi. Momochi Zabuza was covered in blood. He succeeded in the assassination and taunted Wuxin's cheek mercilessly.

Puff!

"Oh? Should I thank you for not piercing my heart? Zabuza-san..."

Behind Zabuza Momochi, another Wuxin suddenly appeared. This Wuxin had a cold expression, holding a kunai in his right hand, and pierced Zabuza Momochi's neck from behind without mercy as he spoke. The sharp blade of the kunai pierced through Zabuza's Adam's apple.

The Wuxin whose throat was pierced by Zabuza Momochi, originally had a face twisted and painful on the verge of death, but the corners of his mouth suddenly raised high, revealing a hint of mockery, and then turned into a pool of clear water and scattered.

The assassination techniques of the Hidden Mist Village mostly attack vital parts such as the throat, heart, and head, and will never miss the wrong place.

There will not be a rookie among the ninjas selected under the blood mist policy.

"It seems that the so-called chief student is really not your limit, Wuxin-san."

"What!?"

Wuxin heard the words behind him, and horror appeared on his indifferent face.

The Momochi Zabuza, whose neck was pierced by Wuxin, turned into a pool of water just like Wuxin before. He was also a water clone.

Puff!

Wuxin had no time to change his moves, and Zabuza's handHolding a kunai, he thrust it out quickly, and the sharp blade of the kunai pierced through Wuxin's left chest.

"Huh?"

Zabuza Momochi succeeded in the assassination, but his brows were deeply knitted, and his eyes revealed doubts.

Wuxin, who was assassinated, turned into a blue-green body again, and turned into a pool of water, scattered on the ground, and it turned out to be a water clone.

Zabuza Momochi turned around suddenly, threw the kunai in his hand behind him, and at the same time, his hands quickly reached the ninja tool bag behind his waist, took out the kunai and threw it continuously.

Ding! Ding!

About ten meters behind Zabuza, a blurry figure twisted his waist and easily dodged the first kunai, and then the kunai in his right hand hit the two kunai behind it, knocking the kunai away easily, with smooth and easy movements.

"Your assassination skills are good, Zabuza. I don't bother to deal with you on weekdays, but now... I'm in a bad mood.

If this is all you have, then be prepared to die!"

Wuxin looked at the blurry figure about ten meters ahead, his tone was calm and his eyes were fierce.

"Hmph! Do you think you are really the first just because you are a so-called chief student?"

Zabuza didn't care, his tone was disdainful, his left hand was erected in front of his chest, his right hand was raised above his head, and he shouted:

"Ninjutsu: Mist Hidden Technique!"

With Zabuza's shout, the original visual range of about ten meters seemed to be more blurred, and Zabuza's blurry figure completely disappeared in the mist.

"Zabuza, there is no point in competing in the Mist Hidden Technique.

Your ranking in these ninjutsu is not as good as mine.

Are you assassinating me to get rid of your eternal second place?"

Wuxin, who is usually gentle and warm, is strangely a bit venomous and nervous today. His hands move in the same way as Zabuza and he shouts:

"Ninjutsu: Mist Hidden Technique!"

As Wuxin shouted, his figure disappeared into the mist and became hidden.

The training ground fell into a strange silence, and time passed slowly.

"Wuxin, your heartbeat is just like a bell...

Throat, cervical spine, lungs, liver, carotid artery, subclavian artery, kidneys, heart...

Eight vital points, guess which part I will attack?"

The thick fog at the A17 training ground and even nearby places caused extremely low visibility, and the low voice of Momochi Zabuza was heard from all directions.

It gave people a strong sense of psychological oppression, which showed that Zabuza was not affected by Wuxin's previous ridicule.

However, no one in the field responded to his voice.

Wuxin, hidden in the mist, ignored Zabuza's words that exerted psychological pressure.

"Hehehe... Do you think I'm scaring you?"

Zabuza's low voice gave people great psychological pressure, and as Zabuza finished speaking, it actually rang in Wuxin's ears.

Wuxin turned his face slowly to the right in disbelief, and what came into view was the profile of Momochi Zabuza, with the kunai in Momochi Zabuza's left hand placed in front of Wuxin's throat.

"It's over"