Nawaki's Chuunibyou Battle

Leaves fell like snow, sword light and blade shadows intertwined, bloodthirsty ninjas slaughtered each other, this was an Asura field where blood splattered!

This passionate scene perfectly matched Nawaki's expectations. He looked at the Genin from the Land of Wind opposite him, revealing a smile he thought was bloodthirsty but was actually incredibly foolish. His heart surged with passion as he shouted:

"Genin from the Land of Wind, I am the future Hokage of Konoha, aspiring to become a warrior who protects the village. Although I possess power that will bring you despair at this age, my subordinates do not kill the nameless. State your name, ninja so weak it's shameful!"

"Weak, my ass! Have some dignity, will you?"

The Sand Ninja opposite him looked pained and frantic:

"If it weren't for your potion taking effect, you wouldn't even have had time to spout that nonsense, I would have killed you long ago!"

"Hmph, the weak always find excuses. True warriors never say such things!"

Nawaki showed a look of disdain:

"A rookie who was cut on the leg in the first exchange, do you only spout useless nonsense when facing a life-or-death crisis?"

"Do you have any idea why I was hit by your shoddy knife?"

The Sand Ninja clutched his left leg, which was still swelling, and roared in grief and indignation:

"If you have the guts, remove my poison, and we'll have a real fight!"

"Nonsense! How can a ninja say such naive things!"

Nawaki's expression turned serious:

"A ninja endures what others cannot. Just a potion that didn't even threaten your life has made you lose your ninja's pride, stooping so low as to kneel and beg your mortal enemy!"

"Did I fucking kneel? Did I fucking beg?"

The Sand Ninja couldn't help but roar. Like the ninja who fought Nawaki before him, it wasn't just Nawaki's infuriatingly chuunibyo words that angered him; what the Sand Ninja couldn't stand even more was Nawaki's seemingly genuine seriousness!

This kind of utterly idiotic trash, if not for his team's strength, would be nothing but a liability to the enemy!

Feeling the strangeness in his body, and glancing at the surrounding battlefield—his captain was pinned down by the enemy, and his two teammates, who were slightly stronger than him, had already fallen into a disadvantage within a few exchanges—this Genin from the Land of Wind suddenly felt that he was in mortal danger. The thought of dying at the hands of such an imbecile tonight made the Sand Ninja despair!

But it was this despair that ignited the Sand Ninja's fighting spirit—he didn't care who killed him, as long as it wasn't this idiot named Nawaki! He would detonate himself if necessary to take down this damned guy!

However, from the brief exchange just now, the Sand Ninja had already determined that Nawaki's battlefield awareness was appallingly low. Although he was affected by a very strange potion that made his movements difficult, he was still confident in his throwing of hidden weapons, especially against the guy opposite him, he was fully confident!

"Sand Ninja Assassination Style—Scattered Stars!"

With the Sand Ninja's roar, more than twenty kunai and shuriken attacked Nawaki. Empowered by ninjutsu, these ninja tools were immediately wrapped in chakra. After a puff of smoke, their number suddenly tripled, and over a hundred hidden weapons surged towards Nawaki like a torrent!

"Heh, hahaha, hahahaha, go on, be more passionate, you idiot with abysmal combat awareness dared to challenge me, now you'll pay the price! Let me tell you, after this job, I'll have enough to pay off all my gambling debts, and I'll immediately marry my childhood sweetheart. I'll retire from the ninja world and live a happy pastoral life with my family. How could someone like me lose to a fool like you!"

Perhaps the bizarre and desperate battle made the Sand Ninja abandon his will to live, or perhaps Nawaki's words ignited his rage. After the attack, looking at the area shrouded in smoke caused by his attack, the Sand Ninja not only didn't escape discreetly but instead mockingly laughed at Nawaki, who he believed was dead!

However, the countless bloody and tearful histories of the ninja world had taught all ninjas one lesson: no matter the circumstances, never be careless. And for this suicidal Sand Ninja to erect such a flag, he was not far from death!

As expected, Nawaki did not disappoint him. A sound of a sharp blade slicing through the air echoed from behind him, causing the Sand Ninja's pupils to contract sharply. But his body could no longer dodge the fierce strike, and a kunai was shot directly into his back!

"This... how..."

The astonished Sand Ninja turned his head, only to be shocked to find that a branch not far behind him had disappeared, replaced by Nawaki's figure!

"What's with that surprised look? Is it that hard for a genius like me to create an Earth Clone?"

Nawaki looked at the Sand Ninja's astonished expression with annoyance:

"Although it was my damn captain Zhou Duan who forced me to use this tactic, I don't agree with such despicable tricks. However, to help Zhou Duan as quickly as possible, I had no choice but to abandon my favorite, most manly, and most passionate way of fighting!"

"This guy... he still relies on his teammates to win..."

The kunai pierced his heart, feeling the weakness in his limbs and the rapid loss of his life force, an indescribable humiliation surged in his heart. The Sand Ninja had imagined many ways of dying, the most glorious being death on the battlefield, which he had yearned for. However, his body being defiled by poison, dying at the hands of such an imbecilic opponent, all this grief and indignation turned into a mournful roar:

"I'm not reconciled!"

"Thump!"

The Sand Ninja's corpse heavily hit the ground, his wide-open eyes declaring that he died with his eyes open, unwilling to accept his fate!

"Phew, all done!"

The carefree Nawaki ignored the Sand Ninja's lingering unwillingness and shot a few more shuriken at the corpse, confirming his death before turning and heading in Zhou Duan's direction.

"Holy crap! Zhou Duan, are you okay?"

A kunai was embedded in his right chest, there were piercing wounds on both arms, and a long, narrow gash ran from his left chest to his right ribs. Countless small wounds covered Zhou Duan's entire body, and blood had soaked him completely, turning him into a bloodied figure. This was what Nawaki saw when he reached Zhou Duan.

"Zhou Duan, I've misunderstood you all along! I never thought you had such a passionate side!"

Seeing Zhou Duan's tragic state, Nawaki was overcome with grief. He pushed away Minato and Hyakkishou, who had just arrived, and squeezed in front of Zhou Duan, crying as he spoke:

"But don't worry, after you die, I will personally erect a monument for you—The Tomb of Hatake Shudan, the subordinate of Konoha's greatest and most brilliant Fourth Hokage, Senju Nawaki!"

"Hey, hey, hey, you're asking for a beating again, aren't you? These injuries look scary, but they're not fatal!"

Zhou Duan glanced helplessly at Nawaki, then at Minato and Hyakkishou, who were also worried about him. He sighed and pointed at the Intermediate Sand Ninja from the Land of Wind opposite him:

"Don't let my appearance fool you, the guy over there is in much worse shape than me!"

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