Realization
Waiting was always a long time. Holding the bitter medicine in his hand, his heart pounded. Just now, I was so hot-blooded. I was very brave, very exciting, and very dazzling! Now that his hot blood had cooled down, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.'I don't want to die yet. I can't die yet. I want to live.'
I didn't use much of my energy just now. Other than using the Fire Escape, I only used the most basic Three Body Technique, so I didn't suffer any injuries. Even if I add in the energy and physical energy consumption, I should be able to maintain more than 90% of my strength.
He could no longer use Ainosuke's right hand. His knife skills were at least halved, and he might not be able to use that kind of fierce and stunning combat technique again. It would even be a problem for him to deal damage to the enemy. After all, other than some Blood Successor Masters, almost no one could form seals with one hand. His strength was only 30% of his original strength.
Xiang Cai's injuries were not serious, but she had consumed a lot of physical strength and chakras. Moreover, she had already used White Eyes for a long time, and she did not know how long it could last. One had to know that while the Blood Successor gave the user additional strength, it would also bring a considerable burden to the user's body. Even if she still had sixty to seventy percent of her strength!
Nanmu was the hero of that battle just now. Whether it was my plan or Aoran's shocking sneak attack, all of it was based on the premise that he had single-handedly resisted more than half of the opponent's strength. From this, it could be seen that his consumption should be huge. Also, the counterattack of the last enemy Jounin before his death had caused considerable damage to his thigh. His mobility, agility, and speed had all been reduced, and he had less than 60% of his strength left.
In short, the situation is very critical. Perhaps we will all be destroyed here! I can't accept this!
The wind blew through the dense forest, and the leaves rustled. Accompanied by the rustling sound was the dense, rapid, and subtle search sound of the other party. With my abilities, I'm still unable to accurately determine the enemy's numbers and strength based on these sounds. Hiding underground, I couldn't even use my greatest reliance, Sharunyan.
The biggest mistake we made just now was that we didn't clean up the traces of the battle in time and let the enemy be on guard. Actually, it was not a failure. The main thing was that the time was too short. Now that the enemy was already prepared, it would be very difficult to launch a sneak attack again.
Time gradually passed. The people from Hidden Fog had already searched the surroundings. Fortunately, the three of them had hidden well and none of them were discovered. However, as the enemy continues to search deeper, we will be found by them sooner or later. This is inevitable. Moreover, after they've searched the area, our only advantage of knowing the terrain is gone.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. Three figures appeared in the empty space in front of me. They were actually three Jounins. My heart, which was already close to freezing, cooled down once again. I had no chance at all. This was a hopeless situation. I was in despair.
The three of them were obviously discussing something, but most of them were communicating with specific hand gestures. Every country's hand gestures have different meanings. Unfortunately, I didn't study the meaning of other countries 'hand gestures, so I couldn't understand what they meant.
Of course, if they were communicating in a low voice, even if I could hear them, I would never believe it. They must have said it on purpose for us to hear. Those who dared to do this now were definitely idiots. It was impossible for an idiot to live for so long, and it was even more impossible for an idiot to become a Jounin.
As if there was no conclusion, the three of them disappeared again with a whoosh.
The search was still proceeding carefully. I could understand their caution. After all, we had just wiped out seven ninjas led by two Jounins without anyone dying. Even if the Koba Ninjas were the strongest in the Ninja Realm, we should still have two Jounins and two small teams. After all, only Jounin could fight against Jounin, and Jounin was the captain. This was common sense.
" Our hiding confirmed their deduction. Two Jounin would have to pay a price if they wanted to kill two other Jounin. The price to pay for killing one Jounin and defeating one Jounin is vastly different." After all, a Jounin is a Jounin. If we had someone who could deal with a Jounin without getting hurt, we wouldn't have to hide like rats. The fact that we didn't ambush them at the first moment already shows that there's a huge problem. Moreover, we didn't even have time to deal with the corpse of the Jounin. After cutting off the heads of ninjas of value and processing them with special methods, they could obtain a lot of valuable information. Therefore, cutting off the heads of ninjas who had died in battle had become an international practice during the Ninja World War.
It had been two hours, and the enemy was still carefully searching and dealing with all the ninjas 'corpses. In fact, they were just chopping their heads and burning their corpses. The method did not matter, as long as they achieved a fixed effect. The corpse was destroyed less than ten meters in front of me. I saw the entire process clearly. I could even repeat it without any mistakes.
In my world, no matter which country's army it was, they would always treat the corpses of their comrades with the greatest respect. If anyone dared to insult the corpses, they would definitely be torn to pieces by the angry people. Even enemies wouldn't dare to dismember corpses, at least not on the surface. In my original world, there was still morality and a power called fishing wheels. Although he felt uncomfortable when the Hidden Fog destroyed the remains of his comrades, he did not feel too disgusted. He just watched their actions indifferently. To put it simply, I was calmer than I imagined. At this moment, I knew that if there was a need in the future, I would do the same thing without hesitation.
Was this the legendary 'magnanimity'? The future fourth generation of the Naruto Wave Fengshui Gate could seal the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox in his son's body. With his intelligence, could he not think of the possible fate of Naruto in the future? Or was this a trap that he had set up at the end of his life? Not only did he leave Naruto with a guarantee of survival, but he also laid down the foreshadowing for him to sharpen his skills in the future. At that time, he was only a son who had not been born for long. The fourth generation already had such schemes and cruelty. It was no wonder that he was said to be the most magnanimous one among the Naruto of the past.
Looking at Uchiha Weasel, his magnanimity was not inferior to the fourth generation, or even better. For the sake of the kaleidoscope, Shurakyan would kill his closest friend with his own hands. This was something I would never do. In order to preserve the last bloodline of the family, his younger brother, he could resolutely abandon the family that was bound to fail in the coup in the near future. He did not hesitate to kill all his clansmen, including his parents, and bear all the notoriety. In order to motivate his younger brother to become stronger, he could use the cruelest method to continuously attack, stimulate, and hurt his beloved younger brother. He could personally turn his younger brother into a person whose heart was filled with hatred and hated him even more. He could also find the best reason for his younger brother to kill him and open a kaleidoscope. In order to let his younger brother grow up quickly, he could sit back and watch his younger brother rely on Orochimaru, who wanted to take his younger brother's body, and let his younger brother race against time. He could imagine his brother's regret and despair after killing the truth, but he still set up a trap for his brother to know the truth after his death, but he still did not say a word until his death.
Compared to the two of them, Orochimaru's magnanimity was not worth mentioning at all, but it was also not to be underestimated. For the sake of his ideals, he could give up everything he had in Muye and conduct forbidden human experiments that angered both men and gods. With his intelligence, could he not have thought of the outcome after the 'truth' was exposed? Couldn't he have done it more discreetly? He could do it without hesitation, but it was impossible for him to become stronger in Muye. In order to not leave himself a way out and to cut off all ties, he did it. He could worship and worship, and entrust his life to his subordinates as test subjects. He could discard Jun Maro, who regarded him as a god but had no value to him, like trash. At the same time, he did not forget to use Jun Maro one last time. For the sake of his ideals, he could give up his teacher, his companions, his subordinates, his morals, his dignity…
Vaguely, I seemed to have a hint of understanding. This enlightenment was so small that I instinctively wanted to ignore and forget it. However, it's impossible for me to return to the way I was before. Now, I'm like a cicada that's beginning to form a cocoon. One day, I'll break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly. Everything would be completely different then.
To achieve success, one must first have a certain amount of tolerance. If I want to surpass the three of them, I must have a higher tolerance. This is my realization. Although I am still far from being able to do it now, I will do it one day.
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