When Rock Lee placed his hand on Mirai's head, Mirai suddenly felt a blurry map appear in his mind. More than a dozen white figures were outlined in simple lines, while he was a black figure.
"The white figures are hidden in the rain, while the black figure is at your location. My sensory ability, even when pushed beyond its limits, can only display the positions of targets within two hundred square meters, and it can last for at most one minute." Rock Lee's voice appeared in Mirai's mind, but it was faint, as though speaking had taken a great deal of effort.
"That's enough." Mirai chuckled, then divine spiritual power surged into his feet as he rose from the ground. Even while carrying Rock Lee, he moved as swiftly as a ghost!
"How boring. That guy can hold on, but what's the point? It's just wasting time." Niaoshan Fengsi had been assigned to maintain the tornado with ninjutsu. Once he noticed the tornado shrinking, he had to reinforce it.
Bored, he absentmindedly watched the tornado and complained to Fengtai Ming, who had likewise been assigned this miserable task.
"Exactly. My wife is still waiting for me at home, yet I got assigned this job. What if I exhaust all my stamina and chakra?" Fengtai Ming complained as well.
"Heh, heh, heh..." Niaoshan Fengsi grinned dismissively. "If you can't manage, just call me. I won't mind."
"Get lost!" Fengtai Ming punched Niaoshan Fengsi, then looked toward the tornado. "Do you think that person will rush out? What if he does?"
"Haha, no. Even if he gets out, let's see if I can't take care of him!" Niaoshan Fengsi drew the blade from his back and swung it a few times to show off his strength.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
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