Who Can Stand Against It

The people ahead were already out of sight. In the dense canopy, Obito leaped down, fully focused as he quickly and cautiously chose his landing spots, silently estimating the distances between branches and whether certain thin branches could bear his weight.

The slightest carelessness would make him lose his footing and tumble down.

If his skills were not good enough, he might as well have chosen to run honestly along the ground.

Obito was beginning to regret it.

At that moment, a scream rang out. Someone above lost his footing and came rolling down through the dense leaves.

This guy couldn't have died, could he?

Obito carefully and steadily jumped down, then looked at the boy caught and tangled in the branches.

The boy was covered in dirt and screaming nonstop. He was not dead, but it definitely hurt.

The branches, like snakes, coiled around the boy and slowly shifted. They showed no sign of letting go for the moment.

The boy kept shouting for them to let him go.

Obito felt a toothache coming on.

"Idiot."

If you don't have the ability, don't choose this route.

Just then, he turned his head and saw a figure on the distant wall of trees, sliding rapidly down while clinging to the trunk.

Huh? You can do that too?

As he was thinking this, the canopy above split open, and a girl holding a rope appeared before him.

The girl ignored Obito. After quickly finding her footing, she swiftly surveyed the terrain, removed the rope, tied it to a branch, tossed the rope down, and flipped over to rappel away.

With this method, she did not need to worry about finding a suitable foothold, then risk jumping down and falling after losing her footing.

Ah, she passed me.

Obito was startled and