S-Rank Taijutsu?

The three of them couldn't help but exchange glances.

"Should we take direct action, or...?"

Under normal circumstances, in a three-on-one situation, the wisest decision is to take direct action and quickly resolve the battle. After all, no one knows if others might arrive.

However, looking at Moke strolling leisurely, Menghuo had a bad feeling.

So, he became cautious. "Let's be on the safe side and use illusion magic in the dark!"

Oboro and Kagari, who were listening from the side, couldn't help but purse their lips. Clearly, they disagreed with Menghuo's words.

However, since Menghuo had made the decision, they naturally wouldn't object. After all, Menghuo was the captain of their squad... At any time, they had to obey the captain's orders; this was a rule that ninjas had to follow.

Menghuo saw through Oboro and Kagari's thoughts and cautiously reminded them, "Normally, those who can get here have all been through several battles and successfully survived. Each of them has some skills. How could we let this guy stroll around so casually?"

More importantly, he came alone.

This kind of person must have been attacked. And leaving only one person behind would make them more cautious than a normal squad, so how could this be?

"Oh, this..."

Upon hearing this, Long and Gui exchanged bewildered glances.

It must be said that the captain was right. Immediately, the two made a decision and began to form hand seals.

"Ninpo-lost!"

"Huh..."

Moke sensed something was different, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it... Soon, he realized it: after walking for a short while, he was back in the same spot.

"Being trapped in a maze? This technique is interesting!" Moke couldn't help but laugh.

"Useless, he even managed to get hit by that kind of technique."

Just then, a figure emerged from behind Moke.

Moke turned his head and looked.

Good heavens!

With just one glance, Moke froze on the spot.

At this moment, three people approached from a distance. The one in the lead had short red hair and the word "love" was engraved on his forehead. He wore a brown cloak of Sunagakure, covered by a gray breastplate. Most notably, he carried a large gourd on his back.

On the left is a sophisticated young woman with a fan slung over her back.

On the right is a guy carrying a puppet whose entire body is wrapped in bandages.

Isn't that Gaara, Temari, and Kankuro, the three siblings from the Sandfall area?

In the original story, these three did not encounter Menghuo, Oboro, and Kagari. Otherwise, given Gaara's personality, how could those three have survived until Naruto arrived?

He died long ago in his Sandstorm.

Moke couldn't help but laugh. Was he being mocked?

Meanwhile, the expressions of Menghuo, Oboro, and Kagari, who were hiding in the shadows, also turned grim. They hadn't expected that the second team would arrive at this crucial moment.

Menghuo, Long, and Gui exchanged glances, unsure of what to do.

With a final grit of their teeth, they did it together.

At this moment, Menghuo, Oboro, and Kagari formed hand seals once again, and the illusion instantly enveloped Gaara and the others.

"Court death!"

How could Gaara not notice their movements?

His already emotionless eyes grew even colder. He turned his gaze to where Menghuo, Oboro, and Kagari were.

And he raised his hand, pointing it at them. "Sand Shuriken!"

Under his control, the sand rapidly gathered and formed dozens of shurikens, which shot towards Menghuo, Oboro, and Kagari.