Naruto: I am regarded as a savior with villain template

Chapter 148: External Puppet

"...You want to fight me?"

Looking at the monster-like black-robed people and their men fighting and slaughtering each other, Hiruko looked at Yahiko who was rushing in front of him and said in a bone chilling tone: "Don't look down on me, you damn brat!"

Swoosh!!

A loud explosion swept through the white smoke, which was proof that the sword had cut through the rain curtain.

Suddenly, Yahiko came in front of him with a sword in both hands, and the blazing arc of the sword in his hand was dazzling.

He slashed twice like a paintbrush, and the two cuts were drawn in an instant!

Hiruko's tail whip was swung out without any hindrance, and it was swung in front of the body and around the neck as easily as with one's own arm.

Bang!

In an instant, the blade and the tail whip collided twice at the same time, and the collision between the blades produced a bright wind and fire, and the circular air waves shot out in all directions.

The rain curtain around was blown away, leaving a circular area.

In the middle of the clearly visible airspace, Hiruko couldn't help but retreat half a meter, and the ground beneath his feet began to crack.

Only retreated half a meter? This kind of weight...

Yahiko's heart suddenly sank, and he felt a strong sense of disobedience.

At the same time, Hiruko raised his hand without hesitation to grab Yahiko in front of him, but Yahiko did not lose focus after failing to hit him. He kicked Hiruko in the chest to distance himself.

Phew.

He rolled over and landed on the ground, and the tail whip that followed was retracted. Yahiko pressed his arm on the scabbard, a bloody wound gradually appeared on his shoulder, and his pupils trembled slightly.

"So strong! You're obviously not a swordsman, but in this blind environment, you can rely on your consciousness and reaction to catch the trajectory of my sword and seize the flaw to counterattack!"

In the moment of the encounter just now, he swung out sword twice but both were blocked.

But the tail whip swung by the opponent still had some power left, and if he had not kept his distance, his head would have been cut off from his neck.

Is this the elite level among the top five ninja villages?

Facing an enemy beyond his capabilities, Yahiko felt his body shaking and his heart pounding, but the hand holding the sword tightly did not tremble at all.

It was not tension or fear, but uncontrollable excitement. Even my breathing became hotter involuntarily, and the stinging pain in the corners of my eyes was numbed by the crazy secretion of adrenaline.

"Sure enough, it's only meaningful to swing a sword against this kind of enemy!"

Joyful and excited voices came from a distance, and Hiruko was surprised to find pure desire in that little kid.

It's not the intention to kill, but the intention to fight.

It's not that he wants to spill blood, but he wants to swing the sword and defeat his opponent.

In that very shallow body, the heart was beating like a war drum!

Although a large amount of endorphins, adrenaline and dopamine secreted suppressed the pain of the wound, the amount of bleeding from the wound increased greatly under the intense high-speed battle. He could not recover from the wound as quickly as Nagato.

So, determined to end the battle quickly, Yahiko moved again, and disappeared like a ghost in the rain and mist where the scorching blade rose, and his speed was a little faster than before.

In the white smoke that was rolling like a dragon, a bright red light was rushing like an arrow, and it was running like a fierce wave in the rain and fog!

The tail whip behind the Hiruko decisively drew a circle several meters long around its body!

Whatever was touched by the circle, whether it was the rain curtain or the wall, was instantly split in two!

The accurate prediction ability brought by abundant combat experience really met the attack from Yahiko's hand in advance!

However, Yahiko, who was at an extremely fast speed, saw the Hiruko exerting force with his eyes wide open, and he jumped up in an instant, avoiding this fatal arc by a hair's breadth.

His speed, full of fighting spirit, seemed to have exceeded the original limit. He slashed out with the sword shining with a scorching light. The wind barrier caused by the speed rolled up white mist and splashed towards Hiruko like a dragon!

With the speed of his breathing method that bursts out in an instant, anyone who came here would be beheaded on the spot.

But the battle-hardened Hiruko reacted faster than Yahiko. he saw every move of Yahiko and also saw the whistling red sword surrounded by white mist.

So, he just slightly turned sideways and avoided the sword's path with a tiny movement, and the red sword passed in front of his mask.

Click!

With a strange crisp sound, his right arm hidden in his wide robe was raised from bottom to top, and the cold light that popped out from the wrist was about to cut off Yahiko's arm.

But at this moment, white mist overflowed from the corners of Yahiko's mouth, his pupils were as bright as day, and the rain curtain fell on his hot body and rose up.

"How could I let you escape?"

In this state, all the cells in his body seemed to breathe, and strength flowed in his blood vessels and bones like magma. His body temperature rose to a level that could be described as scorching hot, and the sword in his hand suddenly changed speed.

His current speed was not his limit. He took a step faster and swung out the scabbard at his waist, naturally blocking the blow that would break his arm.

The wrist holding the sword twisted in an instant, and the sword that was originally about to fall in the air suddenly stopped and slashed upwards from bottom to face of Hiruko.

Cold weapons class, first come first served.

Sun Breathing: Second Form: Clear Blue Sky!

The cold rain curtain was evaporated by the scorching blade. He cut through the rain mist like cutting through the cold wind, just like a sun rising in the dark night, illuminating the empty mask of Hiruko!

It's too late.

Even Hiruko had never thought that this little devil could seize his negligence and launch such a decisive attack in an instant.

BANG!!

Almost subconsciously, Hiruko did not block, but raised his foot without any sign and kicked Yahiko in front of him hard.

That inhuman force was released, and Yahiko was hit. Amidst the bone-breaking and ear-piercing sound, he was instantly sent flying backwards at a terrifying speed.

Click!

The whole person rolled and flew to the center of the lighthouse, and inserted the sword into the ground in mid-air. It was like a red-hot sword cutting into butter, dragging out a long groove, and then he stabilized his body awkwardly before hitting the wall.

"Cough cough!" Yahiko's face turned red due to the surge of blood. He half-knelt on the spot and looked up at the tall figure in the distance.

He was sure that his strike had hit the target.

Not only was the mask cut off, but the face was also cut off.

However, the feeling of swinging the sword was wrong.

Sure enough, the figure in the distance paused for a second and then slowly raised his head. The white mask attached to his face split apart from the middle and slowly slid down, revealing a face without facial features.

The iron-gray color and hardness had nothing to do with the flesh. All that could be seen were broken mechanical parts that made crisp sounds when they fell to the ground.

"You actually hid yourself in an iron shell."

The palm of Yahiko's hand holding the hilt was bloody and he said bitterly, "He is really a scoundrel."

(End of this chapter)