Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

Qingshui's figure, like a weightless fallen leaf, moved silently through the forest.

He quickly discovered the first trap left by Qianxuan.

A tripwire that is almost integrated with the ground.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth. Without stopping, he merely swayed slightly and swept over the tripwire without even stirring up a gust of wind.

childish.

Then came the second, and the third.

He used a kunai infused with chakra to flick several explosive tags hidden under fallen leaves, sending them flying through the air and detonating them with a bang.

boom!

boom!

The firelight briefly illuminated his indifferent face.

Is that all the skill you've got?

Does Konoha have no one else? Sending this brat to the battlefield.

He continued forward and soon came to an open space.

There were signs of two people's activity here, and the ground even retained a faint trace of warmth.

He squatted down, picked up a bit of soil with his fingers, and sniffed it.

One of them was the female medical ninja, who had a faint herbal scent.

The other one... is that brat whose chakra is as weak as a candle about to go out.

Qingshui stood up and deliberately muttered to himself in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft:

"Tch, they're pretty fast. What a waste of time."

He turned around, took a few steps in the direction he came from, made it seem as if he was giving up the search, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Behind the tree, Nohara Rin covered her mouth, not daring to breathe.

When she saw the figure of the Iwagakure Jonin disappear into the darkness, her tense nerves subconsciously relaxed a little, and she was almost exhausted.

gone?

The moment that thought crossed her mind, Qian Xuan, who was standing in front of her, suddenly turned around and glanced at her.

His eyes were cold and unwavering, like a wolf eyeing its prey.

Then, he mouthed a single word to her.

run!

The next second, Qianxuan's figure seemed to be swallowed by shadows and disappeared into thin air.

The aura is concealed!

Lin's heart skipped a beat, and she didn't even have time to understand what was happening.

A deadly sense of crisis came from beneath her feet!

The Iwagakure Jonin who should have "left" appeared behind her at some point, his hands forming a hand seal and slamming them to the ground!

"Earth Release: Rock Pillar Spear!"

puff!

A sharp rock spear suddenly burst from the ground and pierced through Nohara Rin's left thigh with pinpoint accuracy!

"what!"

The excruciating pain caused Lin to let out a short scream, and she collapsed to the ground, her pants instantly stained with blood.

Qing Shui walked slowly to her, looking down at her with the gaze of someone looking at a rabbit that had already fallen into a trap.

"Little girl, now, can you tell me what your mission is? Tell me, and I'll let you die a quick death."

Lin was in so much pain that her face turned pale and her forehead was covered in cold sweat.

But she didn't beg for mercy. Instead, she gritted her teeth, took out bandages and hemostatic medicine from the medical kit at her waist, and began to quickly treat her wounds.

Her movements trembled slightly from the intense pain, but she did not stop at all.

She wrapped the bandages around her neck, supported herself with her uninjured leg, and knelt on the ground, holding a kunai in her hand, assuming a defensive posture.

"Don't even think about it!"

"You have guts. I love slowly tormenting women like you."

The killing intent in Qing Shui's eyes intensified.

Without another word, he crossed his hands with kunai, and his whole body became a blur as he rushed straight for Lin's face!

There's no escaping it!

Lin had only those three words left in her mind, and she closed her eyes in despair.

However, the expected death did not come.

She only heard a dull thud as a sharp blade sliced ​​through flesh.

Then came a familiar, somewhat lazy voice.

"Hey, bullying girls isn't a good habit."

Lin suddenly opened her eyes.

Shuo Ye Qianxuan's figure had appeared in front of her without her noticing.

The long, narrow katana in his hand was dripping blood from its tip.

Opposite him, Iwagakure Jonin Aomizu clutched his shoulder, where a deep, bone-revealing cut had been made, and staggered backward, his face filled with shock.

How is that possible?!

When did this brat...?

He couldn't sense any flow of chakra at all!

Qianxuan flicked the blood off his blade, which reflected a chilling light in the moonlight.

"A decent secret technique."

Qing Shui endured the excruciating pain, staring intently at Qian Xuan.

"But your chakra is as weak as a candle flickering in the wind. That last strike was probably your limit."

His judgment was very accurate.

That last strike almost drained most of Qianxuan's chakra.

Lin looked at the back of the figure blocking her way, her nose tingled, and tears almost fell.

She recalled her previous doubts about him.

It turns out he didn't abandon his companions.

He was just... protecting his companions in his own way.

"Can you still stand up?"

Qianxuan didn't turn around, but simply asked a question.

"Yes...yes!"

Lin gritted her teeth, braced herself against her injured leg, and managed to stand up.

"That's good."

Qianxuan grabbed her wrist.

"run!"

Before he finished speaking, he grabbed Lin and ran wildly into the depths of the forest without looking back!

Qing Shui was stunned.

Ran?

This brat, having gained the upper hand and seriously injured himself, actually... chose to run away?

A surge of anger at being mocked rushed to his head.

"asshole!"

He roared, ignoring his wounds and forcibly suppressing the pain within his body, and chased after them.

The mission must be completed!

In the woods, two figures were running for their lives ahead, while another figure was in hot pursuit behind.

"He...he's caught up!"

Lin glanced back and saw the figure of the Iwagakure Jonin clinging to them like a leech.

"Nonsense, are you suggesting we wait until we finish eating before we fight? Were we not going to chase after them?"

Qianxuan ran while complaining.

He knew very well that if he continued fighting with his current chakra levels, he would definitely be the one to die.

The opponent was a Jonin and an Earth Release ninja, whose stamina far exceeded his own.

The only way to survive is to wait it out.

We'll wait until his wound flares up and he loses too much blood!

Qingshui was clearly aware of this as well.

He no longer held back his energy, and his speed suddenly increased, closing the distance between them at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wound on Lin's thigh reopened during the intense running, and every step felt like stepping on a knife's edge, inevitably slowing her down.

Fifty meters.

Thirty meters.

ten meters.

Qing Shui's face, contorted with rage and blood loss, was now almost within reach.