Seen through, dissected, he should think like this, and he should trust his instincts like this.

His emotions weren't always as calm as his words suggested, and this man, as the winter night thought, was where he was.

A situation called Fear.

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"Revenge? Get you back? The choice you make based on your own feelings seems to be simpler than I think. ”

"In other words, you're really a guy who can be seen clearly, and you're not some selfless guy for the village, let alone something worth caring about or being admired."

"You seem to be very self-righteous and say something incomprehensible! I don't think it's bothering me, but occasionally, the bugs that make me want to get rid of them. ”

Once again, he set up the irritating compact fast attack of the winter night, and in the face of the opponent's fast movements, he couldn't catch up with the counterattack, and Fujimura Yota had to fall into the embarrassment of defense again.

For Yota Fujimura, who is not very fast, the power of Winter Night may not be completely comparable to it, but the speed is undoubtedly even better.

Obviously, he can rely on his speed and increase the number of dodges to harass, or this is the correct and smarter way to fight.

But from the very beginning, Winter Night was like a brainless creature who had lost his intelligence, repeating his stupid actions after repeated frontal impacts.

Maybe after his so-called [transformation], or maybe it was when he really [analyzed] the person in front of him, his wisdom returned.

Occasionally, they will retreat, occasionally dodge, occasionally change from defense to counterattack, and occasionally seize the opportunity to bloom into a stormy attack, and the wisdom of the battle makes this competition not alone, separating the strong and the weak, a little like a situation of equal strength.

Once the opportunity to counterattack is grasped by the winter night, even Fujimura Yota will fall into a situation where he will be temporarily blocked by the tight sword light, and he will accidentally be hit by the sharp blade, adding a slender and narrow scar.

So, it's hard to imagine that in the midst of such a difficult offensive and defensive battle, this guy who has been silent since the beginning of the battle would have to take the trouble to answer Winter Night's noisy self-talk of wishful thinking.

Or rather, he actually wanted to refute the disgust that had existed in the language of the winter night from the beginning, which was seen through by others.

"You said that I found you because of the desire for revenge, and wanted to kill you for such a reason, I can admit it, because, that's why I want to kill you."

"That is, I am not wrong?"

The tone of the question, after all, the person who answered the question, is too simple to echo will make people confused.

"No, it's wrong, even if there is such a reason, I admit it, but it is only a small reason."

"Interesting! So, the question to be discerned should be, in the idea of your actions, is it the personal emotions that dominate? Or is it a requirement of the organizational group? ”

Using the word "cunning", such a cunning guy does not make people angry.

"You're a dangerous guy."

He abruptly continued the topic, and this simple, ordinary-faced person seemed to use the way of chasing and fighting to grasp the dominance of words.

However, this is also his true thoughts, this little ghost in front of him is a guy who is so dangerous that he has a headache, not because of the difficult physical performance now, but even before, the assassination that was really between life and death.

That blow had all the possibilities of the assassin, and the fear between life and death still made him, a long-time shinobi, still remember it deeply.

This was also the reason why he let his three disciples stop him by delaying, but unfortunately, it seemed a little too late.

"At the beginning, there weren't a few people who suffered because of your age, and someone warned me about it from the beginning, but I really don't understand it until I've been in contact with it personally."

"Of course, the price I have to pay for this may not even be my life."

His abdomen has been bleeding since before, so the longer it lasts for him, the worse it will be.

Boom!

A series of projected ninja equipment, taking advantage of the gap in the conversation, the wind pressure that has already sliced the face to cut the skin, is really a guy who can't be accidentally dealt with.

The water bloom pulled from the abdomen to the chest, swaying from side to side smoothly and in a trance, and the light and minimal movement lifted the ninja into the air.

"So, you don't like dying alone?"

"Even if I die, I want to take you into hell with me."

In the face of the joke that Winter Night made easily, only he was serious and said the sentence containing the will to die, and the killing intent in those eyes also collided with the spirit of Winter Night for the first time.

Nearly thirty years of murderous life, there is no day of idle fighting continues to this day, that kind of killing intent is not something that Winter Night can resist, in front of him, Rukawa Winter Night, this middle ninja, is also like a child.

When he was absorbed by the ninja and the killing intent, he suddenly attacked Fujimura Yota in front of him, and after the overly strong blow and the splash contacted, the remaining strength still knocked the winter night away, and in the face of the winter night that exploded backwards, he obviously didn't plan to let go of the opportunity.

"Do you think you're a hero when you take the final death as a dedication to the village?"

"Although I know I'm not! But isn't it? ”

"To the others, to the people of the village, I am."

Strong strength, unnoticed for a while, the center of gravity can not be stabilized, the thin body of the winter night was directly bombarded to the cliff not far away, the back seemed to be aware of such a situation before the impact, as much as possible sideways, reducing the possibility of being hit by the hard stone wall.

Peng!

The fragile body hit the solid rock, but it didn't happen like an egg hitting a stone, at least he didn't have broken bones, in the time when the pain had not yet deprived him of the ability to exercise.

Kick your foot on the wall.

The body that suddenly flipped and rose dodged.

"Rock Coffin!" ””

The sound that came after it was accompanied by the original foothold, the broken ground, rising from the ground, parallel to the water, several stone walls tightly entangled, like a giant snake in the middle of the tail.

With the pain finally paralyzing the nerves, there was a hint of sadness in the eyes of the winter night, if he reacted a little slower, he would have become the minced meat squeezed by the rocks at this moment.

"Earth Escape-Earth Dragon Bullet!"

As the source of the voice looked back, he suddenly discovered the presence of Yota Fujimura, who was standing between the cliffs not far from the winter night.

"Fire Escape-Great Fireball Technique!"

In the face of the dragon head formed by more than ten pieces of earth and mud that attacked, the huge fireball met it head-on without timidity.

"Earth Escape-Rock Fist Technique!"

Facing the exploding patrol wind, it was Yota Fujimura who appeared in front of Winter Night at the same time, and the huge earth fist he swung.

With Huo Ran's voice, it unabashedly showed the intimidation of this blow.

When the rock fist was about to descend on the expressionless and hateful face of the winter night, he swung his sword backwards sharply, and the water bloom knife filled with thunder and lightning flashed, and the rock wrapped around his arm was easily torn apart by the electric light.

In the end, when the power was dispersed, it was reluctantly smashed open by a thick black fist.

Boom!

It seemed to be like a steel swaying from the blade to the palm of his hand, and in order to retain his state, his eyes flickered as he began to retreat in a hurry, and this was the first time he had almost missed the hilt.

"You too!"

"A seriously injured Shinobi, a guy who is even more dangerous than I imagined."

For the awkward praise of the winter night, Fujimura Yota didn't seem to have the intention of accepting it, those eyes, clearly said, there is no victory or defeat in this battle, only life and death!

But!

That kind of thing!

Didn't you know that from the beginning?!