Chapter 11: Art Is…?
Shibi Aburame stood leisurely in the middle of the training ground, facing Shiratori and the other two not far away.
Looking at the three lined up in a row, Shibi showed an expression of 'as expected.'
"It seems like there are no tactics…"
He nodded, but he didn't blame them too much in his heart. After all, it was the first day of forming a team, so it was reasonable that there was no tacit understanding and cooperation between each other.
"Are you ready?"
"We are ready, Mr. Shibi."
"Well, let's get started."
As soon as he finished speaking, Kurenai was the first to rush out, shocking Shiratori.
So irritable?
As a back-row warrior who is good at ambushing people, why should she work as a front-row warrior?
He can only say that she is worthy of being a ninja who dares to fight Itachi Uchiha in Genjutsu…
Shibi stood there without moving, watching Kurenai rushing towards him. He just slightly turned sideways and avoided the kunai attack.
The next person to arrive was Ibiki, who also took out a kunai and slashed at Shibi's chest.
However, Shibi was not so polite to this man who looked older than himself…
Bang!
Ibiki's wrist was pinched by the other party and then thrown to the side. Poor Shibi immediately turned into a rolling gourd and rolled seven or eight times on the ground before getting up in embarrassment.
Shibi turned his gaze last to Shiratori.
Shiratori scratched its head and did not move forward but began to move in circles around Shibi.
Are you kidding!
Shiratori doesn't think that his frontal Taijutsu can fight against an elite Jōnin; even if he has the Sharingan and the physique of the Senju clan, it won't work.
No matter how talented he is, his body is only that of a seven-year-old!
Looking at Shiratori circling around him, Shibi's face showed surprise... However, Shiratori could not see Shibi's expression at all.
"Not impatient, not anxious, interesting…"
At this time, Ibiki sneaked up and wanted to attack from the side rear.
Shibi turned his waist and kicked Ibiki without even turning his head, sending him flying another seven or eight meters. On the other side, Kurenai was running while performing hand seals, trying to look at Shibi's eyes behind his sunglasses.
"Illusion—"
Shibi's response was also very simple. He chose to hold his head high and not look into Kurenai's eyes at all.
"Why?"
Does this thing work, too?
Kurenai was a little at a loss. She was forced to stop the seal she had just completed. She stood there, at a loss, whether to move forward or backward.
"Now!"
Seizing the opportunity, when Shibi looked up, Shiratori, who had been wandering outside the battlefield, finally took action.
He grasped the kunai with his backhand, and the blue lightning immediately drew Shibi's attention back here.
"Lightning style: Thunder Fang Blade!"
Shibi jumped into the air, and although his movements were a little hasty, he still avoided the attack by a hair's length. The kunai, flashing with electric light, stabbed fiercely into the ground where Shibi had just stood.
"The timing is good. If you can increase the speed a little bit more—"
Shibi in the air praised, but before he finished speaking, he saw Shiratori had already decisively thrown away the kunai, and the movement of forming seals with his hands almost left an afterimage!
"This is my ultimate move, Shibi-sensei… Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!"
The blazing flames condensed into a fireball several meters in diameter and flew quickly toward Shibi, who had nowhere to land in the air.
There is no way to dodge it!
Feeling the oncoming heat wave, Shibi's expression became more satisfied... But if he wants to defeat me… These are far from enough!
"Come on stage… Parasitic Insects."
With a buzzing sound, thick black smoke suddenly filled Shibi's body.
If you look closely, you will find that this is not black smoke at all, but densely packed and overwhelming numbers of insects!
Seeing this scene, Kurenai and Ibiki, who had just gotten up, turned pale.
It's unclear how harmful this thing is, but the mental stimulation… It is really high.
"How disgusting…"
Kurenai couldn't help but say.
Hearing this, Shibi, who was disliked by his teammates, became a little withdrawn, but he did not stop his actions.
Countless Parasitic Insects rushed towards the fireball. They did not choose to collide head-on but quickly surrounded the surface of the fireball and began to absorb the Chakra!
In the blink of an eye, the fireball, which had just flown half the distance, was reduced in size by half because a large amount of its fire Chakra was sucked away.
Seeing this scene, Shiratori did not panic but uttered a word…
"Burst!"
Boom!!
The fireball… Exploded!
The first to bear the brunt of the attack were the Parasitic Insects army. The shockwaves from the explosion spread out in all directions, completely breaking up their formation. At the same time, the high-temperature flames ignited their bodies, turning them into charred dust that floated down from the sky.
Shibi Aburame was also caught off guard by this sudden scene. With nowhere to gain support in mid-air, he was blown far away by the aftermath of the explosion. When he landed, he staggered and almost fell.
"As expected of a genius from the Uchiha Clan… "He looked at Shiratori; the amazement in his eyes almost showed through his sunglasses!
Shiratori rubbed his nose and chuckled a little shyly.
Deidara, the famous demolition boss in the Shinobi World, once said that art is an explosion!
Shiratori deeply agreed with this.
The main killing method of fire style is to burn the enemy. On this basis, everyone has their own understanding.
Some choose to change the shape, increase the killing range, or try every means to increase the temperature of the flame.
As Shiratori is a descendant of the Uchiha and Senju clans, his Chakra control ability and Chakra Reserve are both excellent, so what he chose is… Compression!
Every time he released a basic form of fire-style ninjutsu - such as Great Fireball, Phoenix Sage Fire, and the like, he would choose to draw more Chakra and rely on the Uchiha Clan's natural control over Chakra to compress it as much as possible, and then at the moment of contact with the enemy or under his own precise control… Create an explosion!
The power of fire-style ninjutsu with the added explosion attribute will be greatly increased. In addition to being burned by flames, the enemy will also be baptized by the shock wave.
Well, that's how the glass in the Academy's building was lost when he bullied Asuma during the graduation exam…
Let's get back to the topic.
Shibi pushed up his sunglasses while feeling a little bit tricky in his heart.
It's not that Shiratori's strength has reached the level that can threaten him, an elite Jōnin.
Shiratori is very strong, especially considering that he is only seven years old, which can be said to be ridiculous.
Even if Shiratori was fighting against a senior Chunin, his strength would definitely make the opponent panic.
But if he wants to defeat him… It's still not enough!
Shibi has made up his mind to only defend and not attack. If conditions permit, he doesn't even want to move. He will just stand there and lightly block all attacks from the three little ones, showing off his status as a team leader to the maximum extent.
However, Shiratori's fire ninjutsu is really unreasonable. If he just stands there and acts as a target, there is a slight risk of falling over…
"It seems like I have to show some real strength."
Shibi put his hands together, and his eyes behind the sunglasses became a little serious: "Hidden Jutsu: Insect Tornado."
Buzz!
Countless Parasitic Insects flew out from all parts of Shibi's body, like black smoke exploding, covering his figure. Then, they quickly spread to the surroundings, covering half of the training ground in the blink of an eye!
Looking at the army of insects, Kurenai's face became paler. For a little girl, the scene before her was too terrifying.
Ibiki was also sweating profusely, but he still maintained his basic judgment. He pulled Kurenai aside and looked at Shiratori with encouraging eyes.
He was not a ninja who was good at frontal combat. Through the battle just now, he understood one thing - Shiratori was a monster!
All they could do was to give the ball to… No, to give the field to the strongest player and then run to the side and cheer.
Facing Ibiki's shining eyes, Shiratori rolled his eyes, then looked solemnly at the visually impactful army of insects in front of him.
Shibi-sensei, you really think highly of me…