In addition, he also discovered an unexpected person.
Behind the central pillar of the control room, a figure in white was leaning quietly against the metal wall. The pair of scarlet Sharingan were quietly turning in the dark, observing everything in the field like a hunter.
Sasuke.
Ning Xue's Byakugan swept across the pillar, feeling surprised in his heart.
When did he come? How long has he been here?
But now is not the time to ask questions.
He looked away and took a deep breath.
It's almost time to end.
He knew very well that with Sasuke's temperament, if he appeared in this place, he would definitely have a clear mission.
If I continue to linger on practicing with Shinnō, sooner or later that guy will get impatient and end up personally.
Ning Xue raised his eyes, looked at the figure carrying the black air current, and was charging toward him menacingly, and let out a breath.
Then... let's be a little more serious.
He mobilized a small part of Mōryō's power to flow to his limbs.
Not much, not even enough for him to enter the state of liberation. Not even white vertical lines appeared on his skin.
But enough.
Shinnō's fist was blasted in front of him with strong wind.
This time, Ning Xue did not dodge or block.
He just turned slightly sideways, in an almost impossible small way, and let the fist brush against his chest.
Shinnō's pupils shrank.
He thought this punch was a sure shot.
But the moment his fist brushed against the opponent's body, he felt it.
That disturbing aura gushing out of Ning Xue's body.
The purple-black Chakra is faintly exuding, not the restrained state just now.
But with a certain... more ancient sense of oppression.
"This is..."
Shinnō's brows furrowed.
This power is somewhat similar to Dark Chakra, but not the same.
More condensed, more... evil.
"You..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ning Xue had already moved.
It's not dodge, it's not defense.
But attack.
Ning Xue's right hand condensed in an instant.
Three Ice Needle were clamped between the fingers at some point, and they were accurately inserted into the three acupuncture points on Shinnō's arm.
Shinnō felt his arm go numb, and that arm instantly lost its strength.
"Nani?!"
Losing strength, he backed away in horror, trying to distance himself.
But how could Ning Xue follow him immediately as he wished?
The second wave of Ice Needle pierced his shoulders, chest, waist and abdomen.
Every thrust landed precisely on the nodes where the blocked Dark Chakra flowed.
Shinnō's fist swung out, but lost its strength midway.
His legs were raised, but froze in mid-air.
His body was losing control bit by bit.
Those foreign Dark Chakra, originally the source of his strength, now began to run rampant, collide, and backfire in his meridians due to the blockade of acupuncture points.
"No... impossible!"
Shinnō opened his eyes wide and looked at the white figure in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.
His speed is getting slower and slower, and his strength is getting weaker and weaker.
But the speed of Ning Xue is getting faster and faster.
The final blow.
Ning Xue retract the needle, withdraw the step, and push flat with the right palm.
In the palm of his hand, there was a power that he had not used for a long time.
Gentle Fist, Eight Trigrams Palm.
"Bang!"
A palm hit Shinnō in the chest.
There were no violent explosions or dazzling lights.
There was only a dull muffled sound.
And, the clicking sound of broken bones came from Shinnō's body.
Shinnō's body was like a kite with its string broken, flying upside down, hitting the stone pillar of the console hard, and sliding to the ground.
He knelt on the ground, vomiting blood, his eyes filled with horror.
And an even more terrifying change was happening to him.
The thick, long black hair lost its color at a speed visible to the naked eye, became gray, dry, and fell off the head in strands.
The tight skin is also covered with wrinkles again, making it look older than before.
The swollen muscles shrank rapidly, just like the skeleton of a deflated ball.
He is even ten years older than before.
"Ahem..."
Shinnō coughed up another mouthful of black blood, raised his head, and looked at Ning Xue.
In his eyes, there was fear, unwillingness, anger, and a hint of... confusion.
In just ten seconds, he changed from a muscular man with supreme strength to a haggard old man.
"You... who are you..."
His voice was hoarse and weak, like a candle left in the wind.
Ning Xue didn't answer, just looked at his palm.
After leaving Konoha, he thought he would never use it again in his life, but he never thought it would be used in a place like this.
And the palm he was looking at quickly condensed a Ice Cone, and slowly walked towards Shinnō.
Ice Cone flashed a cold light under the lights in the control room.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
The moment he raised Ice Cone, ready to deliver the final blow.
"Don't--!!!"
A sharp cry suddenly came from behind.
Ning Xue's hand paused.
He turned his head.
Yu Liu stumbled over, threw himself in front of Shinnō, opened his arms, and stood in front of him.
Her face was covered with tears and her body was shaking violently, but her eyes were fixed on Ning Xue.
"Don't... don't kill the teacher..."
Her voice was hoarse, with a cry in it, but extremely firm.
"He lied to you."
Ning Xue's voice is calm.
"I know..."
Yu Liu's tears fell silently.
"I know he lied to me... I know he was just using me... I know I was just a tool to him..."
Her voice became lower and lower, more hoarse.
"But... but he saved me... he taught me medical skills... he gave me the meaning of living..."
She raised her head and looked at Ning Xue, her eyes blurred with tears.
"Even if those are all false... even if he is just using me..."
She bit her lip and her voice trembled.
"But I still can't bear to let him die, because I like the teacher the most..."
Ning Xue looked at her and was silent for a long time.
Ice Cone hangs in mid-air, motionless.
Yu Liu knelt on the ground, looking up, with tears streaming down his face, but refused to take a step back.
Just then.
A hand stretched out from the side and held Ning Xue's wrist.
Ning Xue Turn your head.
Sasuke.
He didn't know when he had walked out from behind the pillar and stood beside Ning Xue. The scarlet pair of Sharingan looked at him calmly.
"He can't die yet."
Sasuke's voice is very plain, but it has an undeniable tone.
Ning Xue looked at him and was silent for a moment.
Then, he sighed and scattered the Ice Cone in his hand.
The ice crystals shattered, making a crisp sound and dissipating in the palm of your hand.
Yu Liu collapsed on the ground, gasping for air, tears still falling silently.
Sasuke let go of Ning Xue's wrist, turned around, and looked to the other side of the control room.
There, Naruto was getting up from the ground, clutching his chest, staring at Sasuke with his eyes wide open.
"Zo...Sasuke..."
Naruto's voice is trembling.
In his eyes, there was shock, excitement, disbelief, and too many indescribable emotions.
Three years.
Three whole years.
He never thought of giving up searching.
And now, he is here.
Right in front of him.
Naruto subconsciously took steps to rush over.
However--
"Zheng--!"
A Kusanagi Sword was inserted into the stone slab in front of him. The sword trembled slightly, blocking his way.
Naruto's footsteps froze.
He raised his head and looked at Sasuke.
Sasuke was standing not far away, looking at him expressionlessly.
There was no killing intent or warmth in those scarlet Sharingan.
There is only peace.
"Don't come over."