Chapter Ninety-Four: The Art of Narakumi
On the way to the training ground, Ye Zi's speed of movement slowed down, which was contrary to his usual vigorous and resolute style, and he was thinking about how to effectively train Hong. As the third generation Hokage said, he does have excellent illusion talent, but he believes in physical lethality, but he never thought of investing extra energy in illusion, so he wasted his illusion talent, and he was not very strong in illusion attainment.
In the countless battles he has waged over the years, he has also experienced many ninjas who are very powerful in illusions, but he has never suffered in illusions, so he has become less and less interested in illusions. In fact, even the three generations of Hokage didn't know that Ye Zi was very resistant to illusions, and in Konoha Village, I am afraid that the first Yamanaka who used illusions on Ye Zi knew this.
I've never met a powerful illusion ninja, so I subconsciously gradually look down on illusions, but it's also because many illusion ninjas he has encountered have special techniques, so that he inadvertently wrote down the order of many illusions.
Although he doesn't have a deep dabble in illusions, it's more than enough to teach a young ghost who has just graduated from a ninja school.
He didn't plan to correct Red's bias, because it was a pure waste of time, so he simply let Red go all the way to black.
Hong, who was following Ye Zi, didn't know what Ye Zi was thinking, if she knew, even if it dragged on for another year, she would definitely have to change her instructor!
Coming to a remote training ground close to the woods, Ye Zi stopped, turned to look at the slightly restrained Hong, and said lightly: "Try to use illusion on me." ”
"What?" Hong looked up at Ye Zi with a look of surprise.
Ye Zi frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Is it because my voice is quiet, or is it not clear enough?" ”
"But..."The red eyebrows were tangled, she had absolute confidence in her illusion, even if it was Teacher Ye Zi, in the case of no precautions, I am afraid she would not be able to resist it, based on this, she would be so entangled when Ye Zi took the initiative to propose.
Ye Zi didn't know what Hong was struggling with, could it be that using illusion on him could hurt him? Although he is not a person who likes to control others, he also does not like to be mistaken for what he says, especially if this person is his own student.
As a result, his eyes became more and more cold.
Red couldn't help but shudder at his gradually changing eyes, and no longer entangled, and shouted loudly: "This is what you asked for, don't blame me when the time comes." ”
When Ye Zi heard this, there was a slight undisguised disdain in his cold eyes.
The disdain was clearly seen by Hong, and her heart suddenly became angry, and it was completely expressed on her face, she was already planning to use the strongest illusion at the moment, so that Ye Zi would suffer!
"Hmph, don't hate me then."
Hong thought silently, she was going to use the Narakumi technique that her father taught her, and from beginning to end, she still lacked due common sense about regular ninja combat, for example, when the strength of the two sides was far from Chakra, the effect of illusion was really terrifying, even if Ye Zi took the initiative to meet her illusion, it was an instant thing to unravel it.
The opponents she has always fought against are classmates, and she has been successful in using illusions, plus her father is a well-known ninja who specializes in illusions in Konoha and has developed absolute confidence in illusions over time.
To put it bluntly, this is a little girl who has not experienced training and lives in a dream.
"Narakumi's technique!"
Red let out a low snort, and his hands began to seal, but the speed was not slow.
Ye Zi stared intently at the magic seal of Hong, looking at the speed of this seal, thinking that Hong had a very high degree of mastery of this illusion, but judging from the name of the technique, it was not recorded in the data, and it seemed that it had never been shown in the ninja school, which surprised him slightly.
Narakumi's technique,It's an illusion that can make the caster see the most terrifying scene in his heart.,It's also an illusion that is not low-level.,This kind of illusion.,Red naturally won't use it on classmates.,If it weren't for a powerful illusion father.,She wouldn't be able to master this illusion at this age.。
Illusion,Illusion is a method of mental attack,Through their own powerful spiritual thoughts,And some seemingly casual but hidden movements,Sounds or objects that make the other party fall into a state of mental trance and produce all kinds of hallucinations in consciousness,Usually people with strong techniques,Always inadvertently let the caster see the action of the seal,Or the sound can be integrated into a beam to send into the ear of the caster。
Seeing Ye Zi staring at the seal she had formed so intently, Hong had already begun to secretly rejoice, and she couldn't wait to see Ye Zi, who looked like an ice cube, revealing a look of fear.
Imprint, artificial.
The chakra that flowed smoothly in Ye Zi's body appeared in a slight mess, and there was a flower in vain in front of him, and in the next second, he only saw a row of low houses struggling in the raging fire, surrounded by crazy howls mixed with resentment, gradually becoming hoarse, and finally despairing.
There was no wind, no gasoline, and around that row of low houses, there were countless things that could be used as fuel, and unless it rained heavily, the fire would not be extinguished.
Standing in the distance, watching the place that could be called home disappear into the flames, groups of ragged people, kneeling on the ground, their eyes slightly lost, the howls transmitted in the night sky illuminated by the firelight gradually became hoarse.
The flames became more and more dazzling, as if they were about to scorch everyone's eyes, burning the last shred of hope into despair.
He really didn't expect this scene to be this before Red cast the illusion, so from the first second of the picture, he didn't choose to break the illusion, but let himself sink into the illusion.
He silently watched the scene planted deep in his heart, and his gaze gathered into a beam, and cast it precisely at a certain location in the monstrous flames, where there was a very low, small, very dilapidated wooden house, which would be filled with cold wind in winter and leak a lot of water in heavy rain. It can't shelter the wind, it can't block the rain, but it can keep people alive.
In this tragic scene, he no longer felt the heart-wrenching fear, but showed a shallow smile, some nostalgia, and some regret, because looking around, he did not see the person he wanted to see, and in this night, he lost a loved one.
"It's good to burn to ashes, and it saves a lot of trouble, you think the same way, right?"
After all, it's just the past, it's just illusion after all......
Looking at Ye Zi, who had fallen into the technique of Narakumi, Hong was still very excited at first, but as time passed, she did not see a frightened expression on Ye Zi's face, but instead showed a look of nostalgia and regret, and even showed a shallow smile.
"The technique I performed... It's Narakumi's technique. ”
Hong's expression was a little stiff, obviously it was to let the caster see the terrifying scene that he didn't want to see in his heart, but why did Ye Zi smile, and he seemed to miss it very much, and even regretted it.
Although the illusion was successful, and the person being cast was still the famous Konoha Little White Fang, but at this moment, Red didn't have the slightest sense of pride, and only felt that the person in front of him was so terrifying.
"Naraku's technique..."Ye Zi broke the illusion.
Suddenly hearing Ye Zi's voice, Hong couldn't help but scream a few times, and then retreated several steps in succession, with a look of fear on his face.
Ye Zi didn't know how Hong could have such a reaction, and was quite puzzled.
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Years ago, I lost my precious temperance.
I've been in the stinking ditch and I've been to the sewers, but I have never been able to find any news about the festival.
In fact, I understood early on that the festival had left me forever.
It's scary, really scary, even scarier than being a passerby from now on.
Woo woo, it's really gone, it's really gone, I've really lost it.
Won't it come back? Is it really not coming back? Is it really really not coming back? Is it really, really, really not coming back? Is it really, really, really not coming back? Is it really, really, really really not coming back? Is it really, really, really, really not coming back?
Hands immersed in grief did something against my will, and I hated losing control the most in my life, unless it was when I was watching an action romance movie and was about to jerk off, so I was angry and asked them to stop making up the word count, but I can understand them. I'm sorry, I think they were really overly sad to do this stupid act.
Hey? There are not even 3,000 words, which is very unreasonable and unreasonable