Suppression

Earth Style: Earth Dragon Bullet

Furukawa Muchi's figure slowly descended as the earth wall crumbled, and he quickly formed handseals, summoning an earth dragon mixed with snowflakes and colored a grayish-brown all over.

The grayish-brown earth dragon faced Yizhe and opened its massive mouth, spitting countless mud clods like bullets toward Yizhe.

This is a real pain. This guy has no intention of letting me get close at all! Yizhe moved quickly, dodging the earth dragon's mud bullet attacks.

At the same time, he waited for an opportunity to approach Furukawa Muchi's direction.

"Not so fast!" Furukawa Muchi understood Yizhe's intention immediately.

He retreated rapidly, widening the distance between them, and threw three kunai attached with explosive tags toward Yizhe's direction.

What a pain! He's not giving me any chance to get close at all!

Yizhe leaped forward in a stride, dodging the three kunai, and muttered continuously.

Boom!

The three kunai with explosive tags detonated beneath Yizhe. The powerful shockwave made his mind stall for a moment, and the moment he landed, he almost sprained his ankle.

Good opportunity! Seeing Yizhe's movement stall the moment he landed, Furukawa Muchi quickly released a ninjutsu.

Earth Style: Earth Flow Spears

Not good! Yizhe cried out in alarm.

Instantly, he felt a violent chakra fluctuation beneath his feet.

Within a radius of five meters, the ground shook as if in an earthquake, and countless grayish-brown earth spikes burst out from the snow beneath his feet like long spears.

Wind Style: Great Breakthrough

Yizhe, whose movement was stalled, directly lost the opportunity to quickly escape the attack range of the earth flow spears. He had no choice but to kick hard against the ground and spit a gale toward the earth, lifting his body as high as possible to avoid the earth spears' attack.

"Kid, you've got quite a few tricks!" Furukawa Muchi shouted loudly.

"You too!" Yizhe responded from midair, showing no weakness.

"However, don't get happy too early!" Furukawa Muchi sneered.

As he spoke, he had already prepared another ninjutsu.

Earth Style: Earth Dragon Bullet

It was this ninjutsu again, only this time it was different from before. Previously, Yizhe was on the ground and could dodge quickly; but now he was in midair, with nothing to push off against under his feet, making even changing direction very difficult. How was he supposed to dodge!

"Let's see how you dodge this time! Ha, ha, ha!" Furukawa Muchi laughed uninhibitedly.

It was as if he had already seen Yizhe beaten to a dying pulp by the mud bullets sprayed by the earth dragon.

Above the surface previously destroyed by the earth flow spears, another mud dragon head mixed with snowflakes condensed. The dragon opened its massive mouth once more toward Yizhe in the sky, and countless mud bullets sprayed toward him.

Water Wave

Yizhe concentrated chakra in his mouth, transforming it into a torrent, and spat it out in one breath toward the dense mud bullets below.

"Kid, you actually use Water Release to block my Earth Release! Your teacher is really interesting. Didn't they tell you that jutsus are subject to elemental counters?" Furukawa Muchi laughed wildly.

Indeed, in terms of attributes, Water Release was somewhat countered by Earth Release. But that did not mean Water Release completely lost its utility in front of Earth Release.

Yizhe's purpose in using Water Wave was not to count on it completely blocking the earth dragon bullet's attack, but rather to hope the strong resistance of the water current would reduce some of the earth dragon bullet's power and bring his own damage down to the minimum.

The Wind Style ninjutsu Yizhe mastered were not very advanced, and there were no suitable jutsus to block it, so he could only choose Water Release.

As for large-scale defensive jutsus like Water Formation Wall, because his mastery of Water Release was still insufficient and required a water source to pave the way before launching, he could only compromise and choose Water Wave to block it.

Even with Water Wave weakening the power of the mud bullets, when they passed through the water current and struck Yizhe, he could still feel a sharp pain.

Not knowing how many mud bullets he took, Yizhe protected his vital spots and finally landed on the ground.

"Kid, it's not over yet!" Furukawa Muchi called out arrogantly.

Earth Style: Earth Flow Spears

The moment Yizhe landed, a violent chakra fluctuation came from beneath his feet.

Mud and rock split open, and earth spears protruded!

Only this time, Yizhe did not choose to dodge back into the sky.

Because up in the sky, there was nowhere to push off under his feet, and even turning a direction was difficult. There was simply no way to dodge an enemy's surprise attack; he would completely be a living target for the enemy!

Even guessing that Furukawa Muchi's chakra was already running low, he was unwilling to take the risk of dodging into the sky again. This was the lesson Yizhe had learned from the battle just now.

"Kid, go keep my nephew He Feng company in death! Ha, ha, ha!" Furukawa Muchi laughed wildly without stop.

He casually pulled out three kunai, each with an explosive tag bound to its end, and threw them straight into the area of the earth flow spears.

However, things did not go as he wished.

Gentle Fist Style: Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven

A huge, pale blue light sphere lit up within the forest of earth spears, grinding the incoming earth spears directly to pieces.

Those three kunai he had thrown were batted away directly, exploding in midair.

"What is this thing?" Furukawa Muchi stared dumbfounded at the spinning light sphere in the field.

"You don't need to know what that is!"

The attack of the earth flow spears ended. Yizhe canceled Revolving Heaven and walked out from among a patch of earth spikes mixed with snowflakes. His white clothes were already filthy, stained from being hit by the mud bullets soaked in water.

He did not rashly continue the attack, but locked his gaze on Furukawa Muchi, paying close attention to his movements. Having been subjected to his continuous bombardment just now, Yizhe had been kept busy dealing with it and now needed to catch his breath.

The matter of taking Qing Shi hostage is completely ruined! Right now, my chakra is nearly exhausted, and this kid doesn't look much worse for wear other than being a bit tired!

If I wait for him to recover, I'm afraid I won't be his match! If I don't leave now, when will I? Upon this thought, Furukawa Muchi made up his mind to retreat.

"Kid, take this!"

Furukawa Muchi shouted loudly, pulled out two shuriken, and threw them at Yizhe. With a bold posture as if he were going to fight to the death, he suddenly kicked backward and bolted to escape.

"Want to run? How is it that easy!" Yizhe looked at the retreating Furukawa Muchi, a smile forming at the corner of his mouth.

Wind Style: Gale Palm

Not far behind Furukawa Muchi, Yizhe's clear voice suddenly rang out, accompanied by a gust of fierce wind.

"What!" Hearing the voice coming from behind him, Furukawa Muchi's heart turned half cold.

The violent gale stalled his body in midair, and then he felt as if he had been repelled by a huge force.

His body shot backward toward Yizhe at a speed even faster than when he was fleeing!

His eyes were filled with despair!

As it turned out, the moment Yizhe canceled Revolving Heaven, under the cover of the earth flow spear forest, he had quietly used a shadow clone. The main body stayed in front to draw Furukawa Muchi's attention, while the shadow clone quietly slipped beneath the snow behind him, waiting for the right moment.

"Goodbye, Furukawa Muchi!" Yizhe stared at him flying backward and said softly.

At the same time, a pale blue light sphere began to condense in Yizhe's palm—that was Rasengan.

He took a step forward, gripping the light sphere, and pressed it directly against the chest of the unprepared Furukawa Muchi, forcibly knocking his body down from midair and crashing it onto the ground.

The powerful twisting force of Rasengan emanated through his body, punching a pit nearly two meters wide right beneath him.

"Big brother... will... will avenge us..." After being twisted like a twisted roll by the Rasengan, Furukawa Muchi spat out his last words with difficulty and unwillingly closed his eyes.