As the Iron Sand surged and clumped together to resist, the last thing the boy saw was the water column kicked up by Tong exploding beside him.
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Inside the sealed Iron Sand, the boy looked puzzled, but his expression changed drastically a moment later.
Puppet Master! Danger!
"Who wants to compare absolute defenses with you? Are you an idiot?"
While sprinting, Tong curled her lip in disdain.
Meanwhile, the girl with the giant fan, having sensed danger and rolled in the air, swung her fan toward the sky, then crouched on it to take flight, riding the rising air currents.
Looking down from the air, one could vaguely see a violent figure charging into the forest. The next moment, like a raging beast on a rampage, the trees in the forest were constantly toppling over.
The Puppet Masters hiding in the forest were instantly terrified out of their wits.
"Scatter!!!" the leader roared before taking the lead in fleeing.
But a blue sword gleam shot through the forest like lightning; three Puppet Masters in its path were instantly skewered like a kebab and sent flying.
"Run! No time to explain!"
The Puppet Masters turned and ran!
But the extended blade, following the swing of the long sword in Tong's hand, crazily slashed through everything within its range.
Chakra has no weight.
The scene looked as if she were waving a laser pointer; wherever the light passed, everything was severed and cut apart.
Therefore, the flight speed of the sword blade was exceptionally fast!
From left to right, even if the distance between the two points was one kilometer, it only took a fleeting moment.
In less than five seconds, it stopped.
Because everyone was already dead.
They hadn't run out of Tong's range.
The severed trees crashed down one after another.
In the forest, Tong leaned on her sword, panting heavily.
The sword technique her father taught her was good in every way.
The only problem was that the Chakra consumption was simply too much to handle.
She wasn't stupid; reckless as she might be, after Miki's reminder, she had kept her guard up and silently formulated a battle plan.
"Pick the softest persimmons to squeeze."
"It is better to cut off one finger than to injure ten."
That was her entire battle plan.
Now she had to face the tough nut to crack.
Tong looked at the remaining two people.
On the giant fan, the girl flying on the air currents kept shouting.
"Senior!!!"
But there was no answer for a long time.
They were dead.
Gradually, the girl realized this.
"How is it possible!"
"Such powerful seniors actually died so easily in a place like this!"
"Impossible!!!"
The girl couldn't believe it and collapsed weakly onto the giant fan.
"It's too terrifying!"
"Shinobi battles!"
"Can people really die so easily like that?"
"It's too terrifying!!!"
Tears kept sliding down her mask, and the girl's figure trembled slightly on the fan.
She didn't dare to go down anymore.
Thinking about it carefully, if she hadn't followed along, she would be like that group of Puppet Masters right now, chopped into pieces by that terrifying blue light sword.
And that blow that sent her flying earlier, given the power shown now, it seemed like a smoke bomb intended to lull them into a false sense of security.
"To make us underestimate the power of this terrifying light sword."
"What an insidious and hateful person!!!"
In the sky, the girl kept screaming uncontrollably, acting like a madwoman.
"This person is scolding me!"
Tong noticed this.
"But I can't fly."
Tong was a bit frustrated.
She estimated that it was basically beyond her attack range.
In other words, she couldn't hit her.
"So annoying!"
But the more annoying part was yet to come.
Tong watched helplessly as the iron ball on the lake surface slowly rose into the sky until it reached a certain height and stopped.
The iron ball opened, revealing the figure of the boy with a gloomy face.
At the edge of the forest clearing she had carved out, Tong looked up at the Iron Sand boy.
Following that, without looking back, Tong turned and ran.
Tong had experienced ground-to-air combat many times.
Naori often lectured her like this.
Bullying her for having short reach.
"Can't fight! Can't do it!"
Tong didn't run fast; she understood this situation. In Miki's words, it was called "drawing aggro."
The Iron Sand boy was in hot pursuit behind Tong.
Tong led this guy in circles in the forest.
Always keeping a certain distance.
The Iron Sand boy tried to launch an attack.
The rapidly shot iron spikes could only eat dust behind Tong's butt.
"Hey, just can't hit me."
The frustrated boy's face became increasingly ugly.
As the most outstanding prodigy of the Village's younger generation, this was the first time he had suffered such a unique kind of frustration.
He felt uncomfortable all over, almost vomiting blood.
"And this guy clearly has a sword in her hand, yet she doesn't even block!"
"Did she see through my jutsu?"
"That's impossible!"
"Where did the intelligence leak from?"
"Besides, even my fastest jutsu can't hit her, so there's no need to mention other jutsus."
"Also, does this guy have eyes on the back of her head!?"
"At least turn around and look at me!!!"
The boy felt so uncomfortable he wanted to vomit!
"So many jutsus are completely useless right now!"
At the same time, he realized the problem; after returning to the Village, he would hurry up and train to make up for his shortcomings.
Then he vomited!
After a period of chasing, the boy, having consumed a large amount of Chakra, stood on the Iron Sand, panting and retching a few times.
"Running a marathon isn't this exhausting!"
"How many hours has it been?"
The boy didn't know, but looking at the energetic figure below, he knew this person could keep running forever.
"This futile chase could last until the end of time!"
He really vomited!
"It's too disgusting!!!"
"Despicable! Shameless!"
The boy was breaking down on the Iron Sand, cursing loudly.
Tong below heard it.
She picked her ear.
"If you have guts, don't run!!! You bastard!!!"
"This guy is too naive."
"Come on, we're not fighting, we're risking our lives!"
Tong picked her ear and shouted, "If you have guts, come down here!!!"
The boy on the Iron Sand had a gloomy face and slowly descended, while the Iron Sand cautiously surged and deformed into a closed iron ball.
"I'm coming down!!!" the boy roared fiercely and viciously.
Outside the iron ball, a small iron ball the size of a fist observed the surrounding situation.
"Come down then."
Tong's original intention was to go up and slash this guy away with one sword.
But considering she didn't know how many enemies were left, she had to conserve her state and prepare for a long battle.
Therefore, Tong turned and ran again.
Seeing this, the Iron Sand boy truly broke down completely.
The iron ball flew into the air, and immediately after, the large amount of floating Iron Sand went berserk, forming a huge pillar that spun and bombarded the forest.
Amidst the dull loud noises, sand and stones flew everywhere.
"Heh, powerless rage." Tong chuckled.
The boy stopped chasing and floated in the air.
And Tong stopped running, sitting on a nearby tree branch.
Swinging her legs happily and relaxed.
The two of them stood in a standoff like this.
At this point, the mission had already failed; the boy realized this.
"But just retreat like this?"
"I'm simply not reconciled!"
"But there's nothing I can do!"
"Are you shameless or what! Ah!!!"
The boy cursed loudly!
"Come on!! Fight me to the death!!"
"Whoever runs is a dog!!!"
"Hehe." Tong smiled.
"Coward!!! Come over!!! Fight me!!!"
"Hehe." Tong remained unmoved.
Letting him curse away.
The boy was furiously ranting, but his words weren't vicious enough.
Until a glimmer of fire lit up on the distant horizon, flying over rapidly.
Instantly, Tong burst into action!
"Do you think I'm giving you face! Kid!!!"
As she exerted force with her feet, Tong violently shot straight into the sky at an angle.
After drawing her sword, she slashed down from above his head!
Secret Sword: Pheasant Fall.
"Come, come, come! Let's fight to our heart's content!"
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