Tick ​​tock...tick tock...

Blood dripped on the bamboo leaves, making a sound.

The smell of blood gradually covered up the smell of decay and decay in the bamboo forest.

Chen Dong hunched over and held his left shoulder tightly with his right hand.

But there was still blood seeping out between the fingers, flowing down the arm and towards the ground.

Iga Feiliu slowly put away his sword and looked at Chen Dong with surprise in his eyes.

"You are... one of the few people who can survive my eight-foot Iai attack..."

His voice was low, trying hard to suppress the fear in his heart, but he did not conceal his praise for Chen Dong: "If it weren't for this mission, I, Zhuge Feiliu, would be willing to make friends with you forever."

It is difficult to convince someone.

Conquering an opponent who wants to take your life is even more difficult than climbing to the sky!

But at this time, the dignified Iga jounin Iga Feiryu sincerely praised Chen Dong.

The sound fell into Chen Dong's ears.

Chen Dong twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled: "If you react slower, this knife will split me in half."

At the moment when the sword energy approached, Chen Dong swung his bamboo to strike out, but also forcibly broke through Iga Feiliu's murderous intent lock, and took a step forward with all his strength.

Exactly.

Swinging a bamboo stick to forcefully delay it for a moment, but breaking through the murderous intention lock and taking this step brazenly is Chen Dong's real goal!

He never thought that he could use bamboo to defeat the sword energy. What he thought about was how to survive and retain the maximum strength under this sword energy.

Apparently, he did it!

"Your fighting instinct is something I've never seen before."

Iga Feiliu's voice was low, and the eyes he looked at Chen Dong gradually became cold and stern: "But I know you want to delay the arrival of your guards, so next, I want to have an upright duel with you!"

Um?!

Chen Dong looked stern.

As soon as his eyes flashed, he saw a short knife flying towards him.

But it was Iga Feiryu who pulled out the samurai sword from his waist and threw it towards him.

Snapped!

Chen Dong raised his hand to catch the samurai sword and waved it in the air, causing a blast of wind.

"Good knife!"

Chen Dong couldn't help but praise him, and then looked at Iga Feiliu strangely: "Are you sure you want to have an upright duel with me?"

"Didn't you talk about Bushido?"

Iga Feiliu slowly bowed his body, took a step back with his right foot, and at the same time inserted the samurai sword back into the scabbard. He looked sharply at Chen Dong like a hawk: "In the heart of a ninja, there is no bushido, only bushido.

Mission, and the will to become stronger!”

"You want me to be your whetstone?"

Chen Dong understood in his heart, shook his head and chuckled.

"Your Excellency has this qualification. Your strength is not weaker than that of an Iga jounin!"

Iga Feiliu said in a deep voice.

However.

Bang bang!

Just at this moment, there were two loud noises in the bamboo bush.

The two jounin who were buried in the bamboo bushes jumped up into the air and stepped lightly on the tangled bamboos several times before jumping out of the bamboo bush.

After landing, the two jounin looked embarrassed.

The ninja uniform on his body was torn by bamboo branches, and the skin exposed in each gap was stained with blood.

Even the exposed parts of his face, which was well protected by the mask, were dripping with blood.

Although every wound is not fatal.

But looking so embarrassed was the greatest humiliation to the two jounin!

"Fei Liujun, do you want to duel with him?"

When one of the jounin saw the samurai sword in Chen Dong's hand, anger suddenly rose in his eyes: "Fei Liu-kun, we are on a mission, not a child's play!"

"He took my Eight-foot Iai Slash, which gave me the fighting spirit to compete with him!"

Iga Feiryu responded to the scolding jounin without looking back.

Boom!

The two great jounin were instantly struck by lightning.

He looked at Chen Dong opposite with fearful eyes.

They knew how powerful Iga Feiryu's "Hachiku Iai Slash" was, and even the two of them could not guarantee that they could catch it completely without being injured.

And Chen Dong...he only took the job even though his arm was injured. This is really amazing!

"Three of us Jonin, even if his reinforcements arrive, can't the three of us join forces to make him die instantly?"

Not far away, Iga Feiryu's questioning voice came again.

The two embarrassed jounin looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

But no more words.

Obviously, this was the tacit approval of the duel between Chen Dong and Iga Feiliu.

"Then I have no choice but to reluctantly accept your challenge!"

Chen Dong held the samurai sword tightly in his right hand and ignored the bloody left arm. He slowly bowed down and assumed a fighting posture.

Facing the three great jounin, he had no chance to fight, so he could only try every means to delay time.

But if I were to duel with Iga Feiryu, I would have the confidence to fight!

"call……"

Chen Dong slowly exhaled a breath. As the breath came out, his mind gradually calmed down. He was as quiet as dead water and his eyes were as bright as a torch.

In the bamboo forest.

Suddenly fell into deathly silence.

Invisibly, the murderous intention as sharp as a knife stirred in the sky above the bamboo forest.

As if the battle had not yet begun, the murderous intent in Chen Dong and Iga Feiliu had already collided with each other.

The next second.

boom!

Chen Dong was the first to take action, with the short knife in his hand, he chopped off a bamboo tree and kicked Iga Feiliu in the air.

"idiot!"

Iga Feiliu did not dodge or evade, holding the sword in both hands, and charged forward.

boom!

There was a loud bang, and the samurai sword tore through the bamboo. While breaking through the bamboo with all its might, he approached Chen Dong at extremely high speed.

but.

Don't let him get close.

Chen Dong pulled away and flew back.

at the same time.

Bang bang bang bang...

The samurai sword in his right hand waved away fragments of afterimages, and as he retreated, it struck the bamboos along the way like lightning.

This is a familiar scene.

It made Iga Fei Liu's pupils shrink.

It even made the two jounin not far away tremble, and their anger suddenly seemed to turn into substance and spit out from their eyes.

Do you want to use the same method as before?

Does this kid really think that the Iga Jonin is as stupid as a pig?

Absolutely stupid!

"Chen Dongjun, you are too young. If you follow the same pattern, I, Iga Feiliu, will never fall into your trap!"
To be continued...