As Fuyukuma Kōssetsu roared with threats, the sound shook the snow on the car's shaft and shook off.
On the cart behind, Jiraiya, who had been pretending to be asleep, suddenly opened a gap in his eyelids, and his semen burst out.
He tilted his head slightly and glanced at the nervous crew members, especially Asama Sandayu who was closest to the center of the confrontation. He thought to himself, "Tsk, this stupid guy has a loud voice. Do you want to remind Asama to move back?"
After a while, there was a real fight, with blood and ice splattered all over the body. My old arms and legs couldn't withstand the cold."
He had seen how crazy Naruto was in fights, so before he came, he told Kid that he was here only for money, and it would be better to do less than to do more.
Jianghu is not about killing, it is about human nature!
You have to offend a force and interfere in other people's housework just to protect a trust. It would be nice if it could be solved.
If we can't solve it, if we spend a few hundred thousand taels to scare away all the places in the world, then the gains outweigh the losses.
After all, the master and the apprentice have to make a living by accepting commissions.
You can't do a one-shot deal, and you can't mess with local snakes.
Nadare Rōga's confusing words and unabashed murderous intent not only angered Koyuki and Sandayu, but also made Naruto, who had been calmly confronting each other, have a trace of faint interest in his eyes.
He looked at the burly mountain-like body of Fuyukuma Kōssetsu and the strange armor with faint energy fluctuations on it. The corners of his mouth curved up almost imperceptibly, and he whispered as if talking to himself, "Why, you also have a will... Ha, you really have the will of Daimyo."
This was said without any beginning or end. Only Koyuki, who was nearest to him, vaguely heard it and felt an inexplicable move in his heart.
Before he finished speaking, Naruto's figure had moved.
There was no earth-shattering momentum, no unnecessary shouts, just a simple step forward, and the originally ordinary Longsword in his hand suddenly lit up along with the arc of his arm.
It does not reflect the snow light, but a layer of solid and pure Golden light bursts out from the inside of the sword body, just like the first ray of light that pierces the clouds when the sun rises, reflecting the surrounding snowflakes into broken gold.
This move is exactly the signature sword move that Naruto named "Silver Sword, Golden Edge" in Jianghu.
Seeing that Young Naruto dared to take the lead in attacking, Nadare Rōga smiled instead of getting angry, and the sarcasm on his face became even stronger. "You are still young, how dare you show off your strength?"
He raised his hand in a leisurely manner, preparing to pull out his special stainless steel sword, intending to "educate" this Jianghu junior who knew nothing about the world.
He had even sketched in his mind the appearance of the other party being suppressed by his sword energy and in a miserable state.
However, he was only halfway through the action of drawing the sword.
"Dang--"
A sharp and piercing Metal chirping sound exploded.
Quick!
As he approached Nadare Rōga, he felt a flash of golden light before his eyes, and an irresistible force suddenly came from the wrist holding the knife. The tiger's mouth instantly burst open, and blood oozed out.
His long knife, which had not yet been completely unsheathed, was hit by the opponent's Golden Light-wrapped Longsword with great precision. It flew out of his hand as if it had been hit by a giant hammer, spinning deeply into the snow in the distance, leaving only a deep hole.
The smile on Nadare Rōga's face froze, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
But what made him even more frightened was that the sword light of Golden that flew his sword did not stop at all, as if he had already calculated his reaction. The tip of the sword trembled, like a poisonous snake spitting a message, and with a sharp roar that rent the air, it stabbed straight into the center of his chest.
"Tsk!"
It was the harsh sound of metal being forcibly penetrated and rubbed.
Nadare Rōga let out a muffled groan, and used the huge force of the sword to quickly retreat backwards, plowing two deep ravines in the snow with his toes.
Fubuki Kakuyoku and Fuyukuma Kōssetsu also changed their expressions. They jumped back in unison and stood side by side with Nadare Rōga in a defensive posture. They looked at the blond young man standing with a sword in surprise.
Nadare Rōga stood firm, his face turned ashen.
He gritted his teeth and violently pulled open the white and blue-patterned skirt on his chest, revealing the strange armor underneath that shimmered with dim light.
In the center of the armor's chest, a clear sword mark half an inch deep was clearly visible. The metal was twisted at the edge, and the complex energy circuit inside was vaguely visible. It was making an unstable "sizzling" sound, and the light flickered on and off uncertainly.
"Chakra Armor..."
Sandayu took a breath. He had seen this thing ten years ago. It was a protective treasure that Kazahana Dōtō spent a lot of money to create by combining ancient Secret Technique and modern magic skills. Only Sannin and Dotō own the entire Land of Snow.
This armor not only has amazing defense, it can greatly weaken or even immunize Chakra attacks of various attributes. It can also assist the wearer to activate Land of Snow special environments and display powerful Ice Release Secret Technique. It can be said to be a reliable weapon to roam the snowy areas.
However, this armor, which was expensive and considered to be indestructible, was almost pierced by this young man's sword.
If Nadare Rōga had not been very strong, relying on the armor's buffering and his own rapid retreat to remove most of the force at the moment when the sword edge reached his body, I am afraid that this moment would have been a heartbreaking ending. Even so, if the core of the armor is damaged, its auxiliary functions will inevitably be greatly reduced.
Nadare Rōga was shocked, angry, and extremely distressed. Repairing this armor is extremely expensive.
He raised his head and stared at Naruto, his eyes boiling with murderous intent. "What a ignorant boy who dares to make a sneak attack while traveling in the world, he really has no morals in the world.
It seems that your teacher is also a scumbag who doesn't understand education."
He seemed to be furious, but in fact he was shocked by this move and was ready to inquire about Naruto's apprenticeship.
With such strength and such a sharp weapon, Young Naruto must have some background.
Faced with this angry accusation, Naruto's expression did not waver at all.
He even slowly lowered Longsword, and tapped the tip of the sword lightly on the snow. The bright layer of Golden Light gradually converged, but the sword body still had a faint Golden halo, as if it could erupt again at any time.
"I said it," Naruto said, his voice still calm, but with a decisive force that echoed clearly in the silent snowfield.
"The remuneration my employer gave me was only enough to cover the cost of escorting the crew of "Princess Gale" to the safe filming of Land of Snow.
This money cannot buy the lives of you three Ninja."
He paused and glanced at the damaged armor on Nadare Rōga's chest. His tone was calm but contained unquestionable confidence. "Otherwise, how could a mere iron shell protect your life?"
Longsword raised his head slightly and pointed at the three people who were waiting. "I am here only to complete the contract and escort the crew.
I have no intention of getting into trouble with you guys at Land of Snow."
As soon as he changed the topic, his eyes suddenly became as sharp as knives, and there seemed to be a storm brewing deep in those calm blue eyes.
"But if a few of them insist on obstructing and disturbing my employer..."
He flicked his wrist, Longsword made a clear buzzing sound, and the sword marks on the snow seemed to be a little deeper.
"Then let's try and see if the sword in my hand is sharp enough."