Hatake Maoso looked at Chen with shocked eyes, as if he had seen something incredible. His eyes widened as he stared at the special Kunai in Chen's hand.
"This is … Flying Thunder God!"
He paused for a moment, then opened his mouth with difficulty and spoke word by word. However, at this moment, his heart was already set off a storm. Flying Thunder God is a space-time ninjutsu invented by Tobirama, Konoha's Second Hokage. It has always been a secret technique of Konoha, not only because of its power, but also because of the time, energy, and talent required to learn this ninjutsu are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Ever since the death of the 2nd Hokage Senju Tobirama, Namikaze Minato was the only one in Konoha who was able to successfully learn this Time-Space Ninjutsu. He relied on his mastery of the Flying Thunder God Jutsu and his self-created Rasengan to gain the title of Konoha's Yellow Flash at the beginning of the 3rd Shinobi World War.
However, today, Hatake Maoso once again saw the Flying Thunder God Jutsu in the body of an Uchiha. At first, when he saw Shen take out his special Kunai, he didn't have any reaction. But when he saw the dazzling Flying Thunder God Jutsu, he was shocked.
"What's wrong, surprised?" A faint smile appeared on Shen's face. He played with the special kunai in his hand and looked at Hatake Maoso playfully.
"How did you learn this ninjutsu?!" Hatake Maoso's face was serious. He slowly stood up, and the White Fang crossed in front of his chest in a defensive posture. Originally, he thought it was a small matter, but now he had to deal with it as an important matter.
Two points, the Flying Thunder God and the Sharingan, all proved that Konoha's intelligence, or rather, Konoha's secrets, had been leaked. As the Anbu Minister of Konoha, no matter what, the ultimate responsibility for this matter was on him. What he had to do now was to understand the situation of the spies in the village as soon as possible. In times of war, a single spy may cause important information to leak. Only by eliminating all spies one by one can the safety of the rear be ensured.
"How did I learn it?" Shen asked in return. Then, he pointed at his eyes and said coldly, "There is no ninjutsu in this world that cannot be replicated by these eyes. If there is, then make two!"
Of course, Hatake Maoso wouldn't listen to such nonsense. If the Sharingan could replicate the Flying Thunder God Jutsu, then the Uchiha Clan would have already become arrogant. He snorted coldly and didn't say anything else. He took out the scabbard on his back and placed it on his waist. Then, he slowly put the White Fang Blade into the scabbard.
Hatake Maoso slowly closed his eyes. Gradually, his aura began to change qualitatively. Originally, he was in a defensive state, bitterly resisting Shen's aura. Now, his aura was like an unsheathed sword, revealing its sharpness.
Originally, Hatake Moro was at a disadvantage in the battle of momentum. His momentum was like a sharp sword, and with an unstoppable momentum, he forcibly opened a gap in Chen's momentum, and through this gap, Hatake Moro's sword-like momentum approached Chen.
"Now is the time!" After Hatake Mao Shuo's momentum penetrated Chen's high pressure, he suddenly opened his eyes.
"White Fang Saber Technique, Instant!"
He moved, and his speed was extremely fast. How fast? Chen didn't know, neither did he. Maybe he didn't draw his sword, or maybe he had already drawn his sword, but in fact, he didn't draw his sword.
When he came back to his senses, Hatake Maoso was already behind him. A faint trace of blood appeared on Shen's neck, and as it expanded, a blood sword sputtered out of Shen's neck.
"Puchi!"
After a long time, the sound of injury could be heard coming from Shen's neck.
"Good sword!" Shen couldn't help but sigh. He touched his neck with his right hand, and a green light emerged from his hand. Wood Chakra was healing Shen's wound. At the same time, Juubi's Chakra was also constantly repairing Shen's body. At his level, ordinary attacks no longer have any effect on him. Unless it was Senjutsu or crushing his heart, no attack would be effective against him.
Of course, this doesn't include attacks from a higher level, such as Naga.
In just a few breaths, Shen's wound disappeared as if it never happened.
"Your Katana Jutsu is the fastest and strongest I've ever seen." Shen turned around and looked at Hatake Maoso with an expressionless face, "As expected of Konoha's White Fang, an existence that could deter a ninja village during World War II."
Shen shook his head and clenched the special Kunai in his hand, "But this level of attack has no effect on me! No matter how many times you use it, it's useless! Unfortunately, I believe you can only use this kind of high-intensity Katana Jutsu a few times. How much Chakra do you have left now? "Shen's words were full of provocation.
Shen was furious that Hatake Maoso was able to injure him. Although his opponent was Konoha's White Fang, this kind of injury still made him feel ashamed.
The killing intent in the desert seemed to be thicker than before.
Shen's hands were tightly clenched, and he slowly walked in front of Hatake Maoso.
The road was very long, and in this desert full of yellow sand, it was impossible to know where the end was. However, the road was also very short, and the distance between the two was only a few dozen steps.
Shen walked towards Hatake Maoso step by step, and his momentum burst out. A more aggressive anger than before came from Shen's body.
The wind blew, rolling up the yellow sand all over the sky, and the atmosphere in the desert seemed to be more tense than before. Shen waved his hand, and the special Kunai flew out of his hand towards Hatake Maoso at a fast speed.
At this time, Uchiha Shen's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the world seemed to be affected by Shen, filled with desolate killing intent, as if mourning for Hatake Maoso's impending death.
The Kunai flashed, and Shen's figure disappeared. When Shen reappeared in the next second, he was already standing face to face with Hatake Maoso. Hatake Maoso could even clearly see the fine lines on Shen's face.
White Fang held his Katana with his left hand against his right hand, and both hands against his chest. The blade was aimed at Uchiha Shen, but he didn't dare to look at Uchiha Shen's eyes.
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