However, among the enemies, Suikazan Fuguki, who was extremely observant, noticed something unusual. He knew the red-haired brat's earlier move had never been that simple, but even after discovering it, he still did not understand why.
"Raiga, give that red-haired kid a thunderous funeral..." Fuguki said in a low voice.
"No, I'm afraid I can't do that right now. After fighting that taijutsu monster and the expenditure just now, I only have very little chakra left... From here, the range probably isn't enough... I can only do it if I get closer."
"Damn it! At close range, that kid in the green jumpsuit might also have the Eight Gates. With the Hidden Mist Jutsu having failed, we should stay as far away from the enemy as possible, just in case..."
"Juzo, are you some kind of tourist trap for the enemy? Teaming up with that kid? Hmph, how ridiculous..."
"Cut the crap, Fuguki! Never underestimate the enemy, or you'll die! Who can guarantee that this kid hasn't learned his father Might Duy's taijutsu? To keep his opponent from getting desperate, he might use taijutsu as well. The famous Seven Ninja Swordsmen might be wiped out completely... Hey! Are you listening, bastard?"
"Retreat!"
"Huh? What?" Juzo stared at Fuguki in confusion, thinking he had misheard him.
"Retreat first! That person who can use Summoning Jutsu seems troublesome. The three of us can't handle him alone. Add that red-haired boy to the mix, and the situation is extremely unfavorable for us right now."
"Hey, hey! You don't want the Nine Purple Lotus anymore? What the hell are you thinking, Fuguki? Don't keep silent. Are you planning to use us as bait again?"
After Juzo had been trapped in Fuguki's pit once, he no longer wanted to believe anything that guy said. Now