klisemfg Chapter 627 False
Chapter 627 False
These knives seemed to be nothing more than illusions, but the chilling aura and the chakra fluctuations they contained clearly told him that if he did not resist, he would inevitably bleed and be injured once these knives pierced his body! This was a vague attack that lay between reality and illusion, making it impossible to defend against.
He couldn't fathom the principles behind this swordsmanship, nor could he accurately judge how many blades he could defend against. Since he couldn't distinguish between real and fake attacks, nor could he completely dodge them, he would simply fight fire with fire!
Zhang Hai's gaze suddenly sharpened, and the three tomoe within his blood-red Sharingan spun faster. His body began to tremble slightly, not from fear, but from excitement! Since the Second Shinobi World War, apart from his teacher Hatake Sakumo, this was the first person to exert such immense pressure on him in terms of swordsmanship. This powerful pressure, far from instilling fear in him, instead filled him with unprecedented exhilaration!
Without hesitation, he concentrated all his chakra and spirit into a single point. The short sword in his hand emitted a deep hum, its blade seemingly becoming one with him. This was the strongest strike he had ever mastered—"Sword-Breaking Technique"! Man and sword as one, nothing else existed besides the sword!
Zhang Hai's figure blurred instantly, transforming into an elusive afterimage, flowing upstream against the illusory sword lights descending from the sky. His short sword carried an unstoppable aura, as if it would shatter all illusions of blades in the world.
"boom!"
A short, muffled boom resounded, as if space itself had distorted in that instant. The countless, indistinguishable illusory flashes of sword light, before Zhang Hai's astonishingly powerful strike, failed to cause the slightest ripple, vanishing one after another like bubbles into the air! The entire training ground instantly returned to clarity, with only the moonlight remaining bright, as if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion.
After Zhang Hai shattered "Oborozuki Night," he didn't pause, displaying an aura of effortless control as he instantly sheathed his sword. His gaze, sharp as a hawk's, locked onto the "shadow" in mid-air. Chakra gathered throughout his body, his aura surging like a peerless blade about to be drawn, ready to unleash his counterattack—the Sword Drawing Technique—which had been suppressed for so long!
This will be an extremely fierce strike, a response to his "Shadow" swordsmanship, and proof of his mastery of the swordsmanship.
However, upon seeing his secret technique "Oborozuki Night" so easily blocked by Zhang Hai, the "Shadow" in mid-air showed no hesitation or desire to continue the fight. His figure flashed through the air, seemingly merging into the night, and he vanished without a trace into the darkness!
Zhang Hai's short sword, about to be drawn, stopped in its sheath, his poised momentum momentarily halted. He looked around in confusion, his blood-red Sharingan rapidly scanning every detail of his surroundings, trying to find the trajectory of "Shadow's" disappearance. He was certain that "Shadow" hadn't had time to form hand seals, nor had there been any chakra fluctuations indicating the use of Body Flicker Technique. He simply couldn't understand how the opponent had vanished into thin air in such an instant.
Just as Zhang Hai was wondering, "Shadow's" deep, hoarse voice seemed to come from all directions, as if whispering in his ear, or echoing from a great distance: "That's enough for today. Tomorrow... shall we continue?"
Zhang Hai stood there, his brows slightly furrowed. Listening to the elusive voice, he understood "Shadow's" intentions. He shook his head and said, "No need. Once is enough."
After he finished speaking, the surrounding darkness fell completely silent, and the lingering stench of blood and the chilling aura of blades quickly dissipated. It seemed that "Shadow" had truly left, leaving no trace behind.
Zhang Hai's tense body slowly relaxed, and the flow of chakra returned to its normal rhythm. He turned around and faced a dark corner of the forest, saying calmly, "Come out."
However, there was no movement in that dark place, as if no one was there.
Zhang Hai's lips curled slightly, a hint of helplessness mixed with amusement flashing in his eyes. He continued, "If you don't come out soon, I'm going to make my move."
This time, a slight movement finally came from the shadows, and a slightly panicked voice rang out: "No... don't do anything, we'll come out."
As his thoughts wandered, two small figures emerged from the shadows. It was a boy and a girl, seemingly around Kakashi's age. The boy had a head of fluffy silver hair, a sickly pale complexion, and coughed occasionally, appearing frail and delicate. The girl, on the other hand, had long, flowing purple hair tied in a simple ponytail, and large, adorable eyes.
Zhang Hai saw them and raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly. He casually asked, "Who are you? It's very dangerous to be spying in this kind of place in the middle of the night."
The boy's face beamed with excitement, as if he hadn't heard Zhang Hai's warning at all, or rather, his excitement had completely overshadowed his awareness of the danger. He quickly stepped forward and introduced himself with a childlike yet admiring tone, "My name is Gekko Hayate, and she's Uzuki Yugao. I... I actually came out with my dad, and I never expected to witness such a spectacular duel!" His eyes gleamed, as if the clash of swords was still vivid in his mind. "This is the first time I've seen someone withstand all of my dad's secret techniques! Um... what's your name?"
Zhang Hai had originally planned to leave directly, and was only slightly surprised by the appearance of the two kids. But when he heard the name "Moonlight Gale" and saw his sickly appearance, his heart stirred, and he couldn't help but take a second look at Gale.
So this is the unlucky kid that the Third Hokage mentioned who was seriously injured and nearly died during the training of the "Shadow"!
He carefully observed Gekko Hayate and found that the child was indeed weak and pale, far weaker than other children his age. Given his condition, it was hard to say whether he could even become a Jonin in the future. Zhang Hai couldn't help but sigh inwardly; those few moves from "Shadow" just now, whether "Moon Shadow" or "Oborozuki Yoru," were none of what an ordinary person could withstand. Tsunade's ability to pull this child back from the brink of death and save his life was already an extraordinary feat of medical ninjutsu.
The reason Zhang Hai just said "No need, one experience is enough" was not only because he didn't want to waste any more time testing, but also because he was worried that he would lose control of his killing intent and actually kill "Shadow".