Lucky You Ran Into Me

Just as Uchiha Qingfeng was about to tell Nagato what he had in mind, he suddenly caught sight of a familiar flash of blade light.

Most katana in the Ninja World gave off white blade light, but this fleeting glimpse was clearly different. It was red, and it was familiar, because it was a weapon Uchiha Qingfeng had once used.

The Mind-Rending Blade—the weapon that made one naturally godlike when drawing a blade with no woman in one's heart, and the weapon that doubled damage when carrying a little sister in one's arms. It embodied the phrase "it smells so good" to perfection.

Looking closely, the ones struggling on the battlefield were the Konoha Three Sisters.

Uzuki Yugao, Mitarashi Anko, and Uchiha Izumi. Even after looking twice, he saw no sign of Inuzuka Hana.

White Zetsu swarmed around them endlessly, as though there were no end to them.

Uchiha Izumi could now use the Sharingan proficiently. After carefully observing the situation around them, she said anxiously, "Anko, if we don't retreat now, I'm afraid we won't even be able to retreat later."

In a confrontation between two sides, the key was steady, methodical progress. You pulled out one of my defensive lines, I killed one of your squads—basically, that was how exchanges went. Charging too deeply alone might be unstoppable at first, but it was easy to end up surrounded. Once that happened, getting out became difficult. The enemy was simply waiting for you to run out of steam.

"Why are the troops behind us so slow?"

"They have to clear out all enemies within the area before they can continue advancing. If we charge forward recklessly, we could easily get surrounded."

Anko angrily flung the White Zetsu in her hand away.

"Damn it, why hasn't that bastard Uchiha Qingfeng