Fortunate!

It's not exactly strength that depends on victory, and sometimes it can be unpredictable luck, as it is now.

The swelling and fullness of the opening of the death door, and the paralysis produced by the thunder protector, all acted on a body, and the result seemed to be coordinated, although the power of destruction coexisted with the remnants of the body, but being able to control the body was the most important thing for the winter night.

Uncontrolled power is only an unstable bomb, and controlled power is a time bomb, because the same end or something is not something that only others can do, I, but crazy!

Next, go on, go all out, and crush everything.

The more distant from life, the more you can enjoy the reality of strength, so that Winter Night has a power that can destroy everything.

Speed, fast, once again broke through the limit set by the usual self, making the winter night feel unrealistic at the same time, has come, in front of the goal.

Facing the old man who can recover with a shake of his head, and a pair of eyes that want to disintegrate himself, he feels terrified at the same time, but he has to accept the reality that he must be killed, although the guilt will not deepen.

Bloom knife!

The sharpest and most lethal weapon, the trophy that has been with you for too long after you have obtained it, a very commemorative item.

It's crazy to have so many emotions about a short knife and a murderous weapon, although it is a madman's statement.

The azure brilliance is extended!

Of course, it's not just about the blade.

Even the arm with the sword, the whole arm shone with thunder, so it was a rightfully gorgeous and devastating blow.

The body is no longer my own, I am dead, I have no pain, I have found too many reasons to perfunctory my weaker and weaker pain, and my nerves are getting stronger, but sure enough, everything is not important, if I die now.

Get out of the way!

In the face of the scope of the attack, he quickly dodged, under the anger he was actually very calm, at least he didn't want to die, it's really not like, not like the guy who died in order to make me afraid, are they really relatives?

Strange thoughts spread, and I seemed to understand what was superfluous.

Monotonous blow!

Obviously believing that he could control the power, but it was incorrect, and the false facts were revealed, and what Winter Night was able to do with his explosive strength and speed was to chase and attack the Uchiha.

But there is nothing more than that, monotonous attacks, no knife skills that can be matched, very simple enough to be easily perceived by those eyes.

Hence understood.

Those eyes have powerful dynamic vision, so much so that they can predict the power of physical attacks, which can be called a melee nightmare.

The winter night was not long, or very short, and his legs had already begun to heat up earlier, and the question of whether they would be scorched was meaningless to him, and life would always bloom in the midst of destruction.

So, panting, exhaustion of the status quo, and then open your mouth and say yes.

"Uchiha's garbage, the same garbage as your grandson Uchiha Shinna."

The words of the insult trembled with a heavy exhalation, and then the one who trembled as with the words.

"Ahh

！？

The Uchiha seemed to say, "Your opponent is me", angry, strange, and made a [wise] judgment based on the weakness of the winter night.

Winternight was forced to break the extension of his arm and dodge the slash.

A short sword in his right hand, kunai in his left hand. Dressed in a ninja suit and hanging a ninja bag, he is really simple compared to the pitiful winter night when he is about to run naked, but he can be called fully armed.

Facing the Uchiha, who was much more powerful than himself, Fuyuya twisted his cheeks and attacked desperately.

Boom!

Head-to-head, a rare first contest.

Then the winter night was forced to retreat.

It is both acting and real, and the physical exertion is even greater than expected, but the speed and strength can be increased.

So it was [normal] to be forced back, and then they were pursued.

Faced with the winter night when his posture was interrupted and his body's center of gravity shifted, he did not miss the opportunity to pursue.

And then!

Sudden retreat.

The useless pursuit resulted in a new scar on the face, severed from the chest, and then continued on the face.

Reason!

Double Knife!

This is the third option that hides an attempt to strike a fatal blow!

Exposing everything, playing everything, Winter Night will use his immature skills in this battle to the death, maybe just to leave no regrets.

In his left hand, he pulled out a simple short knife, and the dim light did not show the slightest sense of sharpness, it may be a very cheap weapon, but it was a necessary item that Winter Night had purchased and used to assist, and he switched to the dual-blade equipment.

The first blow that was almost a surprise attack, too fast, an attack and defense in the dark.

In a series of battles, Winter Night was forced to continue to appreciate the old man's potential abilities. To put it bluntly, compared to the guy I've met so far except for Orochimaru. Whether it is arm strength, speed or swordsmanship, there is a huge difference.

But.

entangled up, and for a while it seemed that there was no way to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Maybe he understands the cunning of Winter Night, and understands the difficulty of Winter Night and will not let go if he sticks to it, but the main reason is that the battle has begun to stalemate.

His eyes, even if he could see clearly, but his body couldn't react, and on a winter night, the strength of a madman skyrocketed, and then it reached the situation that he had to seriously examine, the most depressing reality.

~~~~~~

If you want to assume strength, this old man should probably be an elite shinobi - this kind of speculation sticks to his mind.

The monster peeked its tongue out from between the sharp teeth, and a pair of scarlet eyes stared at the winter night, and the winter night also stared back with the deep dark pupils of the night.

If you don't defeat this monster, you won't be able to go to Hinata Yuki's side.

Suddenly I thought of my previous purpose.

Do you think you're that kind of emotional person?

Winter Night shakes off her cowering heart and uses all her strength to defeat the enemy in front of you.

"Whew"

"Ahh

"Shui Hua" dragged the blue-purple sword light out, and the long sword was shaken by the increased arm force.

The two kill each other, and a conflict breaks out.

「「！？」 」

Winter Night withstood the old man's powerful blow.

The Uchiha experienced the slashing of the boy's speed.

The dark pupils and the scarlet eyes widened at the same time.

The winter night immediately raised its eyebrows, and the monster laughed fiercely, baring its fangs.

"———— drink!!" 」

Cracked silk roars, and the winter night clashes with the enemy repeatedly.

Thunder!

Something wonderful happened.

The wind and rain decreased, but the roaring thunder increased in my ears, and when I had been forgetting it intentionally or unintentionally, a pure white lightning shining from the sky fell, and then caught fire.

Not far from him, a big tree that had escaped the burning of the fire before, but was innocently chosen at the moment, was abruptly supplemented by the fire that burned the small tree and was about to be extinguished as soon as possible.

See the red light of the rendered field!

"Ahhhh

"Whoa!!"

When the flames erupted in the corner of the field of vision, the winter night and the monster old man accelerated further and fought fiercely.

Both were burned to the side of their faces by the heat, and the blades of their swords met the blades of their swords. The leaping short sword was knocked down by the black knife, and the blue-purple sword light that was swung out was caught by Kunai again.

Mixed with kicking skills, it seems to be a killing sword technique that is embodied in the instinct of struggle, and it is an amazing slashing move.

The figure of the winter night became blurred, and the Uchiha's sword dug through the space. The black knife that was barely supported in the chest by the sword hit spewed sparks and bounced away the sword light, and the flank of the right hand resisted received a fatal blow and flew away with the red blood.

And then.

"Sigh"

"Huh!?"

The equilibrium collapsed.

The short sword and kunai used a double blow, and Winter Night used two short knives to block the pinch blows that were performed on the left and right at the same time, and it was too late to say that it was too fast, and the blow from a bizarre angle hit Winter Night's abdomen again.

- Shuriken!!

The shuriken, which pierced the flesh and swirled around the skin and brought extreme pain, delivered a third consecutive blow at this moment.

Not to mention fighting against people, I couldn't find the other party's unexpected attack move after looking for the rule of thumb, which made Winter Night's movements stop. The perfect decisive attack, a blow from the dead end of consciousness that lifted the boy's feet off the ground, and the monster swept his legs and feet to make up for the final blow.

The amazing blow of the mallet into the carcass kicked the winter night away.

"Uhh

"Hahahaha!"

Winter Night was sent to the far side of the cavern with the burst of the embankment, and the Uchiha roared at him in victory.

"Shui Hua" and "Ordinary Short Knife" fell from their hands fiercely.

The Uchiha continued the pursuit, keeping his eyes fixed on his prey, his eyes bloodshot straight away. Running in a straight line, in the blink of an eye, he crossed the burning battlefield, and was about to slash with his short sword raised.

The silver short sword was immediately slashed, and two more figures rushed towards him.

The overlapping blades blocked the sword, and the sheer power and weight of the weapon made the Winter Night's weapon sink - stopped.

The blade stopped when it was about to touch his head, and then he saw it up close, and when he looked up, there was a miracle on the embarrassed monkey's face.

The competition between masters can often be solved in one move, and the victory or defeat of life and death is often decided in an instant.

So.

For a moment, there is only that moment that is always pursued, you die, I live!

"How so?"

Compared to the fatal blow that sank into his heart, compared to the pain of the second injury caused by the short knife twisting his heart, the only confusion and incomprehension that appeared on that twisted and angry face were from beginning to end.

Because.

He saw it.

The moment that face was raised, the pair of eyes that appeared.

The [Writing Wheel Eyes] of a pair of three-hook jade similar to himself.

Cold and ruthless!