"Here we go," Konoha White Fang said. "I won't get poisoned, will I?"
Hanzō on the opposite side didn't mind the three stalling for time.
Because the longer they stalled, the more advantageous it was for him.
"Probably…" Miki said.
Because the Parasitic Minute Bugs couldn't rapidly evolve an antibody in time.
Given time, Miki could, but now she could only use a clumsy method.
The Parasitic Minute Bugs devours toxins, then expels the poisoned Parasitic Minute Bugs from the body. This also requires a little time and consumes an equivalent amount of Chakra depending on the dose of the toxin.
"That toxin is inhaled; as long as you hold your breath, you can last for a while."
Miki reminded him.
"But prolonged skin contact will also pose the same danger."
"Will I die?" Konoha White Fang asked.
"It will only cause limb paralysis," Miki said. "The toxin is not fatal."
Konoha White Fang breathed a sigh of relief.
"But paralysis will lead to difficulty breathing."
"If not treated in time, it will lead to suffocation and death."
The Anbu intelligence mentioned the poison, but no one survived after being poisoned, so the type of toxin was unknown.
If that was the case, he could only bet his life.
Bet on the assistance of his teammates!
Konoha White Fang's eyes sharpened, a cold glint flashed, and his figure suddenly sprinted forward.
His running posture, low like a dog, was like a flash of lightning flying close to the ground.
This posture not only reduced wind resistance but also used the support of the wind beneath him to stabilize his charging figure.
Although it wasn't Wind Release, it utilized the power of the air.
In a flash, the distance of a hundred meters between them was covered in less than half a second, and a shining white short blade struck directly at Hanzō's crotch.
Miki's eyelids twitched.
This guy!
Too shameless!
But it was incredibly effective!
A curse word was swallowed by Hanzō because there was no time to utter it; his little brother already felt a scorching enthusiasm rushing towards him.
As a man, an immense, terrifying fear instantly enveloped his entire body, sending shivers down his spine.
All his body hair stood on end in response, and he abruptly lifted a foot, stepping on Konoha White Fang's shoulder, his body rising into the air.
He dodged the fatal blow.
But he was airborne, and his Body Flicker Technique lost its footing.
Cold sweat instantly drenched his back, and at this moment, he understood the terrifying reputation of Konoha White Fang among the Anbu of the Five Great Nations.
He flicked his arm, and the sickle chain shot out rapidly.
This wasn't over; as they passed each other, Konoha White Fang, still charging with accelerated momentum, powerfully gripped the ground with his left hand, forcibly twisting his body around. As he charged forward, Konoha White Fang rose, thrusting his blade directly at Hanzō's butt in mid-air.
Konoha Style Taijutsu Secret Art: Thousand Years of Death!
Kiba, who followed to assist, watched Konoha White Fang's series of fluid yet terrifying attacks, and cold sweat dripped from his brow.
I absolutely do not want to fight this guy!
Hanzō, in mid-air, felt it even more deeply. At this moment, the sickle chain he had previously thrown out tightened, and with a pull of the chain, his entire body shifted horizontally in mid-air.
Rather, because the battle was on a vertical wall, his entire body was rapidly pulled down by the chain, landing on the platform where Miki and the others had entered earlier.
Konoha White Fang turned to look at Hanzō below, regretfully.
He hit him, but only grazed him a little.
Just a little more, and his butt would have bloomed.
However, it didn't matter now.
In the flying rain, Hanzō's pants behind him split open, revealing a tender buttock with a patch of blisters, from which pus flowed as it was exposed to the wind and rain.
His butt burned with pain.
"You bastard!!!"
Hanzō's mournful roar echoed endlessly in the heavy rain.
He had been socially annihilated, so to speak.
Miki showed a hint of pity in her eyes, but she wanted to laugh.
Kiba gloated; his Byakugan had already seen this outcome, which was why he had developed the thought of not wanting to fight Konoha White Fang.
Only the gentle Chiri gave Hanzō a way out, preventing him from losing face completely in front of his subordinates.
A silent Great Fireball Technique instantly exploded on Hanzō's body.
Under the impact, Hanzō was blown away.
Rather, Hanzō only reacted abruptly and dodged when the flames and high temperature silently approached his skin.
A fierce fireball suddenly appeared, crashing onto the platform and burning intensely.
Hanzō's body had already turned into a fireball, which was then extinguished by the rain.
His entire skin was red, covered in hideous blisters.
He was suspended outside the tall tower, his eyes fixed on Miki and the others with extreme anger.
The barrage of attacks had stunned him.
What was that invisible Great Fireball Technique just now?
Did I fall into a genjutsu?
When did that happen?
It was a double genjutsu.
The illusion concealed the Great Fireball Technique's trace, while the genjutsu silently controlled his five senses, making him lose awareness of the abnormal temperature until the fireball was close to his body, and the intense pain disrupted the genjutsu.
In mid-air, Hanzō roared, raising his hands and forming hand signs like a phantom.
Water Release: Thousand Needles Rain Sword.
Instantly, the drizzle sharply paused, all suspended in mid-air, as if time had stopped.
Each raindrop, like a fine thread, became sharp and dangerous at its tip.
The affected area was extremely wide.
They shot down like arrows, dense and continuous; it was a rain of needles.
Miki made no move; Chakra was conducted along her clothes. When the rain needles fell, they made a dense, clinking sound.
All were repelled.
Kiba was in the same situation.
And Chiri still had the energy to continue concealing her figure.
Only Konoha White Fang, paralyzed, was falling rapidly.
Chakra was being consumed within his body, and his body was regaining sensation.
Behind him, the rain needles followed closely.
Before he regained sensation, he might be impaled like a porcupine.
But the next second, Konoha White Fang relaxed.
A complex spider web appeared before his eyes, catching him steadily, then wrapping him up.
He was tightly wrapped in layers and suspended in mid-air.
The needles shot down, clanging against the wrapping.
It was Chiri's doing.
Miki couldn't perform such complex wire tricks.
Immediately following, a hole opened in the skin of Konoha White Fang's throat, and a Insects crawled out, assisting Konoha White Fang with breathing.
This was Miki's doing.
However, there was a temporary reduction in combatants.
Hanzō was more troublesome than imagined.
The Parasitic Minute Bugs temporarily couldn't inflict fatal attacks on Hanzō; as living organisms, they were also affected by the toxin and paralyzed.
In a sense, Hanzō could defend against most of Miki's techniques.
The rain of needles seemed endless, continuing to shoot down, and even the rain intensified, becoming heavier and more urgent. The buildings were covered in dense, impaled needles.
Before Hanzō landed on the ground, he spat out a large amount of water, falling into a pool of water to reduce the impact, landing safely from the high point.
As he walked out of the water, a naked Hanzō, covered in scars, roughly tore off his specialized mask, revealing a young, handsome face.
This meant that the concentration and affected range of the toxin had escalated.
The paralyzing toxin would spread throughout the space around Hanzō with his breathing; approaching him would mean death.
And the disarray from the combat contact had completely enraged him.
"I will kill you all!"
His furious roar pierced through the continuous rain.
However…
Soon…
Just a little more time.
The rain of needles ceased, and the dense needles on the buildings dissolved into flowing water.
Nearby, Shinobi emerged one after another.
A continuous stream of figures surrounded Miki and the two in the heavy rain.
A Shinobi body-flickered in front of Hanzō, formed a hand sign, and then took out clothes, putting them on Hanzō.
Hanzō put on his pants with a dark expression.
The Shinobi hurriedly tried to leave, but the toxin had already taken effect, and he collapsed to the ground, stiff all over.
Hanzō glanced at the Shinobi.
Then he looked at Miki and the others.
Roaring.
"Kill them!"
The surrounding Shinobi obeyed, and then a cloud-like barrage of Kunai shot densely towards Miki and Kiba.
The two looked down at the surrounding Shinobi, making no move.
The Kunai reached them, bouncing off their bodies upon impact. Miki made a gesture.
Kiba crouched, then, enduring the cloud-like Kunai, leaped up like an arrow, charging out.
The surrounding Shinobi drew their respective weapons.
Unlike the common swords carried by Kumogakure Shinobi, Amegakure Shinobi's weapons were diverse and strange.
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