Chapter 13 Konoha’s White Fang

The trend of war has become more and more clear. In front of Konoha, Rain Shinobi Village seemed to shrink back, or to say it was releasing a friendly signal.

As Tsunade is one of the leaders of this force, it is natural to see that this also means that the war may be over soon.

“Broken, Nawaki.”

Talking about these two names lightly, Tsunade showed a smile on his face.

One of them is his lover and the other is his younger brother. Both of them participated in this war, which made her worry all the time.

But soon, I will be able to see them myself.

“In the southern camp, the situation may not be optimistic, Tsunade.”

Jiraiya looked at the report from the village and said solemnly.

“Under the leader of White Fang, Konoha’s forces are invincible, and Sand Shinobi has been defeated. However, not long ago, he killed Chiyo’s son and his wife.”

“Next, this old lady’s revenge must be ushered in.”

“Now, the southern battle camp is probably on alert, and they will also usher in Sand Shinobi’s crazy counterattack.”

Orochimaru stood aside, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.

“If Shuomao is there, it won’t be a problem.”

Tsunade said with a smile.

It was a powerful ninja in a village, with powerful swordsmanship, like a white light on the battlefield, so it was hailed as Konoha’s White Fang by the Ninja world.

“Disasters never go to your heart, Tsunade.”

Orochimaru spoke lightly.

The expression of a sentence also changed the expressions of Tsunade and Jiraiya next to them.

“This guy is still so annoying.”

Jiraiya sprayed directly.

Orochimaru ignored the two, but what he was thinking at the moment was the intelligence gathered on the battlefield. These pieces of information all point to one person.

Senju Ise!

“It’s been a long time since First Hokage has passed away. Has there been another strong man who can use Wood Style?”

For these guys with outstanding talents and blood inheritance limits, Orochimaru said that he didn’t envy that was a fake. In this cruel world, sometimes talent has already decided everything.

“I just heard that that person was mediocre and lacking in talent before.”

“What happened in the middle?”

Orochimaru was even more curious about the transition story with this. He suddenly wanted to meet the man to find out what happened on the other person’s body.

“This dead snake’s head is turning about some unscrupulous ideas again.”

Jiraiya’s words floated from the side, awakening Orochimaru, and then he actually laughed.



This laugh made Jiraiya even more horrified.

“Sure enough, this guy definitely didn’t think of anything good in his heart.”

Tsunade gave him a blank look, then his expression became serious: “Still think about how we should deal with Hanzō of the Salamander next!”

“The next time we fight, we may have to face this strong man called a demigod!”

As soon as the words came out, the other two people became solemn.

Hanzō of the Salamander, known as the demigod of the Ninja World, is not a vain name. With the current strength of the three of them, the pressure is still great.

The country of rain borders the country of wind.

In the quiet jungle, there is only the sound of birds and insects, and sometimes you can see the traces of scorched and bright red mixed branches on the ground.

Ise walked slowly in this chaotic battlefield, feeling calm, his perception radiated to the surroundings, and he could clearly distinguish the existence of the bio-energy body.

The talent of the Uzumaki clan is really pretty good. This special sensory blood follower is like a radar that is turned on 24 hours a day, and it can feed him back information about his surroundings at all times.

Coupled with the awakening of Wood Style, he has an instinctive control over the jungle and plants. Being in the forest, he is naturally more handy.

This kind of blood heir fused with blood is more like an instinct, innately controlled. It’s not something that you can learn by learning. Coupled with his own talent creation, he is naturally more adept at Wood Style’s Master.

At this moment, in his consciousness, he could clearly sense that a team of Konoha Shinobi were coming towards where he was.

“This feeling of controlling everything is very subtle!”

Ise smiled faintly, and took another step towards the big tree next to him.

“Wood Style, Mu Zhongxing Technique.”



In the next second, his body was like a liquid, blending with the big tree, and in the blink of an eye, the person had disappeared.

After the Konoha Shinobi jumped over his head, he walked forward again.

In this way, Ise can easily travel through the jungle and collect everything he wants.

During this time, he hid in the forest, watched the confrontation between Konoha and Sand Shinobi many times, and carefully summarized many things.

“The battle of the ninja is generally about confusion, inducement, anticipation, and the final conclusion of strength.”

“The use of Three Body Technique can play an almost decisive role in the primary battlefield.”

“And then, Kuwu throwing, the use of detonation talisman, is also very important.”

“Secondly, it is the destructive effect of ninjutsu. In fact, ninjutsu is not common in the primary battlefield. After all, things like Chakra are not much in the body of ordinary people.”

“Sometimes with one or two ninjutsu, the body is hollowed out and can only be slaughtered.”

Of course, these analyses are only approximate. The specific situation needs to be analyzed in detail. In battle, everything will happen.

Suddenly, Ise’s footsteps stopped, his eyes sharpened.

His neck turned, his knees bend, and he jumped up in the next second, and in a flash he reached the big tree next to him and became concealed.

Perceived, the four figures are rushing from the northwest, there is no problem. It’s just that one of the figures, the energy phantom formed in his mind, is absolutely different from ordinary people.

“Absolutely!”

This kind of energy is qualitatively distinguished, more like his Wood Style, and it made Ise make a judgment in an instant.

“After waiting so long, I finally saw you!”

Ise’s eyes were sharp, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring in his heart.

The knife pierced his chest, and even the heart was almost shattered, and placed on an ordinary person, there was no doubt that he would die.

This is a murderous enemy!

He waited quietly, his mind already locked on the special figure that was rushing quickly.

In a blink of an eye, the large branches in the northwest trembled, and quickly fed back into Ise’s mind, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly.

“Interesting, I saw him!”

Ise grinned, but at the same time he was surprised by Jue’s terrible penetration ability.

This team is led by Jōnin, with white hair and a Short Sword on his back. His eyes are sharp and sharp. He recognizes it at a glance. It is the legendary Konoha’s White Fang.

Hatake Sakumo! Hatake’s 50-50 father!

In this second battlefield of the Ninja World War, White Fang’s reputation is no different from that of a devil, almost to the point where Sand Shinobi has retreated.

Especially the other party, who just killed Chiyo’s son and daughter-in-law, this reputation has reached its peak.

The team was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Ise’s eyes.

At this moment, the leading White Fang’s expression suddenly changed. Almost instantly, a figure rushed out from the other side of him, already rushing the players beside him directly.

“Crack Wipe Wipe!”

The power of terror, in an instant, broke a large number of branches and flew out from another direction.

“alert!!!”

White Fang yelled.

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