Fists and palms intertwined, and the sound of wind and thunder echoed.
One white and one blue light chased each other in the field, constantly colliding and separating, then colliding again.
The noble boys and girls in the stands were stunned. Most of them have never seen such a fierce battle. The Chunin Exam is the most beautiful battle they have ever seen. Generally, they don't have the chance to see a battle between Jonins.
"As expected of Konoha and the Cloud, so powerful!" A young Takashi couldn't help but exclaim. They rarely see such a fierce battle. After all, they haven't been fighting for a long time.
In the last war between the four countries, the Waterfall Ninja sent some of their cannon fodder to be buried by the Cloud along with the Kusanagi. After that, they didn't even dare to make a sound.
"Wind King Fist!"
The Wind Armor erupted with powerful kinetic energy, making Aoyama's speed reach an extremely high level, and even his fist became heavier. He punched out, and from a distance of five or six steps, the whistling wind fist hit Ichikuru's strong arm.
"Interesting! You hit me so hard that it hurts! But it's not much use. " Ichikuru screamed, and three or four bloody wounds appeared on his left arm. The Wind King Fist was mixed with the nature of Chakra.
"Stop bragging. Wind Conquers Thunder, your speed can't catch up to my speed. What are you shouting for?" Yue Hua laughed coldly. She used Flash Step and dodged Yiliu Yiliu's attack.
Ichikuru's face was dark, and his mood was extremely bad. He angrily chased after Aoyama's figure. He had already raised his Living Body Enhancement to the limit, but he couldn't catch up. No matter what he did, Aoyama always dodged his attacks.
He couldn't catch up with Aoyama, but Aoyama always left some wounds on his body. There were seventeen or eighteen bloody wounds on his arms, and blood was oozing out. Fortunately, his skin was dark enough, and even if he bled, it wasn't so easy to see.
"Kiba brat, don't run if you have the guts. Come and fight your grandpa!" Yiliu shouted.
As soon as these words came out, all the ninjas curled their lips. This Kumo Ninja must be stupid to fight with you.
However, the noble young masters who weren't ninjas started to discuss among themselves. At this time, Taro Lai's eyes lit up as if he had found a treasure. He suddenly stood up and pointed at Yuichi and said loudly, "You cowards of the Utsunomiya family, you people of the Land of Fire are a bunch of cowards, you don't even have the guts to fight head on, you only know how to play tricks."
Yudou Miyazaki's mouth twitched as he ignored this idiot. He really didn't know why he didn't notice this idiot before. Although he couldn't understand the situation on the battlefield, the other ninjas around him could. Yuan Fei and Shiroki were invited by Huo Daimyo's grandson to explain the situation.
With the expert's explanation, he naturally knew that Tsukuyomi had the upper hand. Besides, even poison could be used in a battle between ninjas. Who would be stupid enough to fight a head-on duel, unlike samurai who had been abandoned by the times?
Sure enough, after the noble young masters heard the explanation from the accompanying ninjas, they all calmed down. No one cared about the idiot Taro Lai, including the other nobles of the Land of Lightning.
What happened in the stands didn't affect Moonlight. He was patiently moving around, slowly taking down Ikehara Kazuaki's HP. He was wearing down his strength, but he wasn't able to take him down quickly.
In all fairness, Ikuhara Ichikuru's strength was very good. He was a mid-level Jonin compared to many elites like Kakashi, but he could also be called a veteran.
The reason why Aoyama didn't finish him off quickly was because he wanted to hone his Taijutsu. After all, normal training couldn't be compared to real combat. Also, if he defeated Ikuhara Ichikuru too quickly, no one would be willing to fight with him anymore.
After a while, Ikuhara Ichikuru understood that he couldn't catch up to Aoyama's speed, so he simply changed the way he fought. "Lightning Release: Web Spider."
He laid down a barrier, a square lightning barrier. The barrier wasn't big, but it was very disgusting on this earthen platform. It restricted the space of movement to a large extent.
"Have you learned to be smart?" Aoyama's mouth curved up as he unsheathed his long sword. Hyorinmaru's snow-white blade was shining under the sunlight, and the tip of the sword was pointed at Ikuhara Ichikuru. "Wind Sword Cannon."
The high-intensity whirlwind compressed into durian-sized wind bullets, with a sharp whistling sound, scattered out like a torrential rain, chaotic and with nowhere to hide.
The platform was so big, plus the barrier he set up was used by Aoyama. In the face of the whistling wind bullets, he had no choice but to face it head-on.
A muffled sound of impact rang out. It was like hitting a wooden stake. Yingyuan Yiliu's body had more than a dozen holes, and the ground behind him was covered with blood. The flesh that had been dug out had been crushed into meat paste and smeared on the ground.
He didn't retreat, and took the attack of the Wind Sword Cannon, but unfortunately, he underestimated the power of the Wind Sword Cannon, and ignored the weakness caused by the continuous bleeding on his body. As a result, Ikuhara Ichikuru's face was filled with disbelief, completely frozen before he died.
"I thought it would take a bit of effort, but I didn't expect it to be so easy to deal with." Aoyama curled his lips, and the lightning barrier disappeared with the passage of time. He quickly walked to the side of Ikuhara Ichikuru's body, and with a flash of his sword, Ikuhara Ichikuru's head fell on Aoyama's sword.
There was silence, and everyone stared at Aoyama and Ikuhara Ichikuru's body. This was only the first match, and there was already a death, and the one who died was a Jonin from the Cloud Village.
"Hey, this is for you." Aoyama didn't pay attention to the stunned referee, and instantly appeared in front of Yuichi Ichikuru with Hyorinmaru's sword.
The strong smell of blood assaulted his nose, and Yuichi's face turned white. The rest of the Fire Country's noble youths also fell back, avoiding Aoyama. They weren't afraid of the dead, but they were afraid of the murderer.
Yuichi Ichikuru's face was a little pale, but he didn't fall back like the others. Instead, he reached out and took the head from the back of the sword, and sincerely thanked him. "Thank you for your hard work, Aoyama -san."
At this time, the referee finally came back to his senses and announced Moonlight's victory. The Fire Country side immediately cheered. The nobles led by Yuichi wantonly ridiculed the Thunder Country side. But because the Thunder Country lost, they could only swallow their anger and endure the scolding.
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