"Name?" Hearing the stiff voice, the famous cold voice said, "How is it … if you want to have such an achievement, shouldn't you have done it before you died?"
At that time, he didn't think that he would succeed because of Shinhachi's words, because the achievement in the game is a kind of honor and something that represents your glorious deeds. Among them, the title can be said to be the most typical thing, and it must be expected. But later, he didn't get the system prompt, and this idea faded. After all, it's good to get benefits, but you can't always stare at the system's gift, right? If you want to continue on the path you choose, the most important thing is to have a firm heart.
But now this guy across the street said a sentence, how did he trigger this achievement? Strange.
"Danger!" He didn't continue to be in a daze. On the other side, the Mist was angry because he was ignored, so he rushed forward. The famous reporter was the first to pass this message to the famous reporter.
Blood splashed, but it wasn't the name, it was the initiative to attack the Mist Ninja. Now, an ordinary bear can only be trampled in the name of seeing and hearing and being fully armed.
The Mist endured the pain of his hand being broken. He wanted to use his fame to gain benefits, but he didn't expect this kid to be so cunning. He was just pretending to deceive him. At the beginning, he immediately noticed that if he didn't have a long sword in his hand to react quickly, it wouldn't just be another wound on his collarbone, but an operation on his abdomen!
He was frightened by the name of the long sword – a sword that cut off his pain. Is this a weapon made by the artisan country? Because he didn't dare to confront Ye Han directly, he was very passive and very humble now.
"Whoosh!" The wind sound of the long sword passed, and he barely escaped a fatal blow.
"When Shinhachi said my title, I didn't realize it, but now an ordinary Mist Ninja on the battlefield said my title, and I realized it …"
The strange long sword cut the wound and cut open the flesh. The Mist insisted that he had no weapon in his hand, but he didn't dare to fight hard. In the face of a visible and audible name, it was impossible for him to be unscathed.
"Shinhachi, ordinary Mist Ninja, Shinhachi, ordinary Mist Ninja …"
"Exactly!" Mist finally couldn't hold it in any longer. The vicious hair was disappointingly cut off in his hand without any struggle or pain. His wrist had been sliced off by a knife.
"Don't …? After repeatedly thinking about the differences between the two, Ye Han suddenly felt that this name seemed to have whitened some things for him.
Earth mounds, stone coffins! The fog was too thick and unbearable. He continued to be suppressed. He had no choice but to die. In a moment of desperation, he finally lost his patience.
A rumbling sound rang out as a few huge rocks rose from the ground. They were tall and hard, surrounding the name. Then, they suddenly closed, and the rocks collided with each other, pressing the name inside!
Seeing this, Fog was overjoyed. His God said excitedly to himself, "Did you succeed?"
Just as he was getting excited, a white light flashed across the rock slab in front of him. Then, the rock slab, which could make one feel the most primitive power, split in half and fell down.
Ye Han stood behind the fallen stone slab, holding his saber with both hands. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "How troublesome. After winning the bid, you still need to put in a lot of effort to fight back. "
When he was fighting, he was still thinking about things. If he did not know, he would have suffered a lot, but the other party still made him suffer. There was no other way. He could only unite his Chakra and arm the domineering students to cut the rock out of trouble. Even if the rock slab made by Ninjutsu was not real rock, it still required a lot of effort. The Chakra usage was at least 20%.
But this was unbelievable to the people across the street. This was almost his killer skill, but he was cut off by this child!
"Well, I think it's solved. Now it's your turn. "The mentioned hand waved twice, and the name appeared from the rock.
In fact, I have already figured it out, or at least I came up with a reason that he thought was reasonable.
Before he died, he gave himself the title of "Fang". This was his own idea, but it shouldn't be so simple to achieve the system's requirements and achievements. If someone gave himself a nickname or something, it would be terrible. However, just now, an ordinary person who endured the fog said his name, indicating that Ye Han's title was not only known by one person.
It could be said by people, forming a consensus among many people, or it could be verified by an "official" or similar person, so that the title could be completely determined and qualified to achieve the achievement.
However, the result was out, and the reason was not so important. At this time, the most important thing was to kill the people in front of us, kill more enemies, and live and fight on the battlefield with our companions.
This name had two kinds of domineering aura in the body, the information was sensed, and the Katana was armed. He stepped on his right foot, and mud flew out. People had rushed to the front of the fog.
Feeling the enemy's breath, he predicted that the other side would try to dodge. The holy light in his eyes condensed, and he concentrated all his strength on his hands. The Katana was predicted to slash at the enemy's position.
"Impossible!" The fog was too thick. He didn't take any action, but only had an idea. The enemy's Katana was already in that position, and his body would be hit and cut in the next step!
His brain worked nervously, but in the end he helplessly found that he couldn't avoid the Katana. There was no way to avoid it. On the contrary, the fog produced an evil force. His right hand opened, and it seemed to be raised. In fact, he wanted to grab the famous Katana and fight back!
However, he forgot how his two previous sufferings were separated. As soon as his right hand touched the famous Katana, he wanted to hold it tightly. In the next half of the moment, his palm was scratched, and he cried out in pain.
"Ah —" His palm was cut, and the mist endured it and quickly retreated a few steps, but halfway through, his chest was slashed by the famous blade in his hand. He immediately knelt down, his left hand only holding half of his right hand, and his right hand holding his bleeding abdomen.
"Click!" The Mist Ninja knelt down on one knee in pain. Suddenly a foot was placed in front of him, and he realized what would happen next.
Go to Hell! Katana stood in front of the enemy, looked down at the bottom covered in blood, raised his weapon, and cut down.
A short sound rang out, and a stream of blood flowed out, splattering his face. The mist in front of him had already been cut in half, falling down with an expression of shock and fear.
"Goo –" The two Mist Ninjas who were fighting with Sasuke and Rio Tinto couldn't help but swallow when they saw this scene. The tragic death of a comrade is really terrible. Is this the young man who was awarded the title by the top eight? Really … terrible!
At least they weren't his opponent at all!
At this time, they began to regret: Why did they listen to Kato's words, saying that he wanted to catch Katana and Dagger N, and then this group of people killed the three kids, and then went back to help him attack Katana and Dagger N, winning a huge battle. Now it seems that it's impossible!
It's not that these people always look down on naive children, but they are too naive! Even the eight of them had been killed. Could Kono Y and NBI's group really challenge him? The boy who was famous by eight people is not a person who can be looked down on.
The two Mist Ninjas became more and more guilty. They looked at Katana and Fujimori, who were originally thinking bad things, but they saw that the guy was about to be beaten up by Kuroi's friends, and then they saw that they were afraid of Katana, because Katana could attack them at any time. They saw the young man covered in blood standing there with his hands still dripping Katana, as if it was from Shura's blood.
Why didn't Katana move? Because he froze, and in such a short time, he actually only heard the stiff prompt, and this time the system's words made him feel strange and confused …
"First Blood!"
P.S.: In the next chapter, let Katana go crazy. ,,,,.
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