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

Up in the tree, Nohara Rin tightly covered her mouth to keep from letting out a scream.

Her eyes were fixed on the battlefield below, illuminated by the moonlight, her heart pounding.

too fast.

Qianxuan's movements were so fast that all she could see were blurry afterimages.

The katana that he usually casually slung at his waist seemed to come alive at this moment, transforming into a deadly silver lightning bolt.

She was also a ninja and had witnessed battles between Jonin.

But most of those battles were clashes between ninjutsu, filled with dazzling light and shadow and tremendous momentum.

But the battle before them was pure, primal, and deadly.

There were no hand seals, no shouts, only the sharp sound of blades cutting through the air and sparks flying from the collision of metal.

Every clash meant that life and death hung in the balance.

Under the relentless onslaught of Sengen, the Iwagakure Jonin had completely lost the ability to resist. He could only passively block and dodge like a punching bag, constantly inflicting new wounds on his body.

Is this... Sakuya Chigen's true strength?

Lin's mind was filled with the uncontrollable image of him descending from the sky and embracing her.

His embrace was firm, and the smell of soap and blood emanating from him was not unpleasant at all; on the contrary, it gave her a strange sense of peace.

She could even clearly feel the steady, powerful heartbeat beneath his chest.

senior……

Lin's cheeks flushed quietly without her even realizing it.

The battle below has reached a fever pitch.

Qingshui was covered in blood, and his breathing was as heavy as a broken bellows.

His speed and Earth Release ninjutsu, which he was so proud of, had no chance to be used against his opponent.

That knife, like a leech, clung to him relentlessly, each swing taking away a piece of flesh and blood.

Fear had completely taken over his heart.

He wanted to escape.

The moment the thought popped into my head, it grew wildly and became uncontrollable.

After once again awkwardly deflecting Qian Xuan's attack, Qing Shui used the force to violently retreat backward, while his hands quickly formed hand seals.

"Earth Release·Earth..."

He wanted to use earth magic to create obstacles and buy himself time to escape.

But he still underestimated Qianxuan's speed.

The moment he formed the hand seal, Qianxuan's figure suddenly vanished from before him.

Qing Shui's pupils shrank to their limit, and a chill emanating from the depths of his soul rose from behind him.

He turned around abruptly.

All I could see was a cold, emotionless face, right up close.

Qianxuan lowered his body slightly, gripped the knife with both hands, the tips of the blades pointing diagonally at the ground, his whole body like a fully drawn bow.

"Secret Technique: One-Slash Asura".

The moment he finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of light too fast for the naked eye to see, merging with the knife in his hand.

Time seemed to slow down at that moment.

Qing Shui could clearly see the silver blade of light magnifying little by little in his pupils.

He tried to dodge, but his body seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move.

He tried to shout, but only a hoarse "hoarse" sound came out of his throat.

puff-

There were no obstacles.

A flash of light passed by his neck.

Qingshui's body stiffened.

He looked down and saw his own gushing blood, and his own head flying into the air, its face still bearing an expression of terror and confusion.

So this is what death feels like.

boom.

The headless corpse fell heavily to the ground.

Qianxuan's figure slowly emerged behind the corpse.

He maintained his sword-wielding posture, and a drop of blood slowly slid down the cold blade from the tip.

"Huff... huff... huff..."

Shura Mode deactivated.

An indescribable feeling of weakness swept over my entire body like a tidal wave.

Qianxuan felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and he could no longer hold onto the katana, which fell to the ground with a clatter.

His legs buckled, and he half-knelt on the ground, using the scabbard to support himself. He gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently, like a fish out of water.

"senior!"

Lin exclaimed in surprise, ignoring her leg injury, and scrambled down from the tree. She limped over to Qian Xuan and helped him up.

"How are you? Are you alright?"

The girl's voice was choked with sobs, and warm tears dripped uncontrollably onto the back of Qianxuan's hand.

Qianxuan raised his head and looked at her tear-streaked face. Her pale lips moved as if she wanted to say, "I'm fine," but she didn't even have the strength to speak.

His gaze passed over Lin's shoulder and landed on the cold corpse not far away.

A long-forgotten memory suddenly surfaced in my mind.

After the Battle of Kannabi Bridge, Nohara Rin, who was captured, was forcibly implanted with the Three-Tails by Kirigakure ninjas as a "Jinchūriki weapon" to destroy Konoha.

In order to prevent the village from falling into crisis, she chose to die under Kakashi's Lightning Blade.

This scene was witnessed by Obito, who arrived at the scene, which directly led to his complete descent into darkness.

Madara Uchiha.

Qianxuan's heart sank.

Killing this Iwagakure Jonin only solves the immediate problem.

The real crisis is yet to come.

The old monster hiding behind the scenes will never let Lin, this "key," go easily.

He looked at the girl in front of him who was crying for him, and the worry and anxiety she felt were genuine.

She is not a cold, fictional character; she is a living, breathing person.

That's it.

Qianxuan sighed inwardly.

Since we've already gotten involved, let's see it through to the end.

"Don't...don't stray too far from me."

Qianxuan used all his strength to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth.

He struggled to raise his still slightly trembling hand and placed it on Lin's thigh, which was pierced by the rock spear and was now a bloody mess.

"【reply】."

A soft, warm green light emanated from his palm.

Lin felt a strange energy surge into her injured thigh.

That wasn't chakra, nor was it life force; it was a kind of... a more primal power that she couldn't comprehend.

A tingling, itchy sensation came from the wound.

She looked down, and the sight before her completely stunned her.

The gruesome penetrating wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The broken muscle fibers are reconnecting, the torn skin is growing rapidly, and even the tiny blood vessels and nerves are being restored to their original state under this force.

It only took a dozen seconds.

Her thigh was completely healed, without even a scar.

"This...this is..."

Lin's mouth formed an "O" shape. She reached out and touched her smooth skin, then pressed it hard. Apart from the holes and bloodstains on her clothes, she could no longer feel any pain.

How is this possible?!

Even Lady Tsunade's Palm Healing Technique couldn't achieve this level of skill!

Palm Immortal Technique promotes cell regeneration and accelerates healing, while Qian Xuan's technique... is more like "rewinding" the wound, restoring it to its state before the injury!

This is no longer within the scope of medical ninjutsu!

This is... a miracle!

"Don't...don't tell anyone."

Qianxuan's voice was so faint that it was almost inaudible.

After casting the [Reply] spell, he could no longer hold on. His body went limp, and he collapsed completely into Lin's arms, unconscious.