Sarutobi Shinsuke looked at his teammates with an apologetic expression and said sorrowfully, "I'm truly sorry. It's all because I wasn't competent enough. I actually led you headfirst into the enemy's ambush."
"This was our team's very first mission, yet we've already let Lord White Fang down."
As he spoke, he shook his head with a bitter smile, looking indescribably desolate.
Amano Fū forced herself to say, "This isn't the captain's fault. Such a large-scale combined ninjutsu is absolutely comparable to an S-rank ultimate technique. Even if Lord White Fang were here, he'd find it extremely troublesome."
"Besides, perhaps it has some sort of weakness."
Though she said that, no one believed it—not even Amano Fū herself.
The enemy had plotted for so long and only launched this killing blow when they were about to enter the Land of Fire, at their most relaxed. How could they possibly have left an opening for them?
Moreover, such a massive ninjutsu had surely undergone countless rehearsals and deductions, reaching an exceptionally refined state. With ninjas who coordinated so seamlessly executing it, given the earth sphere's toughness, even if they found a relatively weak point, their strength would make it difficult to break through.
This kind of gigantic combined ninjutsu was simply not something their newly formed team could contend with. It could completely determine the outcome of a battle.
At that thought, the three of them could not help but fall into despair.
Suddenly.
Akimichi Torifu gritted his teeth, and a trace of resolve abruptly flashed across his somewhat guileless face.
"Captain, let me do it."
As he spoke, he took out a glass container of three-colored pills from his ninja tool pouch. After thinking briefly, he realized that the other two colors would be useless in the current situation, so he