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"It seems that my idea of staying there until I graduate from the sixth grade has been ruined..."
"There's less than a year left..."
Hirito calculated the age difference with Shikaku.
"No, if the war continues to be fierce, I might be 'graduated' earlier."
Thinking of this, Hirito's eyes narrowed, and he had to make plans in advance.
The first priority now is to survive this great ninja war.
Otherwise, everything will stop.
"Uncle said that I am now close to the strength of a special Jōnin..."
"But in this kind of war, even Elite Jōnin can't guarantee to escape intact.
"What a special Jōnin!..."
"It would be great if I knew the [Flying Thunder God Technique], I would be invincible..."
"Space Ninjutsu, it's too late to rely on the [deduction system] now..."
"Attack, defense, strength, speed, physique, body skills..."
Hirito was thinking about where he could make rapid progress.
Suddenly, an idea flashed.
Crushing the paper in his hand, Hirito went to Kenjiro's house.
A remote and quiet place.
Hirito stayed in place, the white moonlight shining on him, looking particularly cold, just like his heart.
Not far behind him was Hyuga Jōnin and another Hyuga branch house Jōnin.
In front of him, a man was kneeling. His hands and feet had been broken, and his jaw had been removed. He could only look at Hirito with a "whimper," his eyes full of fear and begging for mercy.
Seeing the man's miserable appearance, Hirito's hands were trembling slightly.
Even though he had mastered extraordinary power, his heart was still not in that stable place.
"Uncle, is this person a bandit ?"
"Has he done anything heinous?"
Hirito tried to control his voice as calmly as possible.
"What's the difference?"
Kenjiro was indifferent, the cold and quiet environment adding to the solemnity.
"You told me that you need to complete the final step to become a true ninja..."
"I grant your request..."
Seeing that Hirito was still hesitant, Kenjiro said again.
"If you really get to the battlefield and you meet your enemy, do you still have time to ask him if he has done anything heinous?"
After saying that, Kenjiro stopped talking and quietly waited for Hirito's movements.
Hirito looked at the man carefully.
He had dark skin, an ordinary appearance, and it was hard to tell his specific age group.
His hair was greasy and knotted, his face covered with tears and runny nose, there were many hideous scars on his body, and there were red and black tattoos on his chest. Hirito had never seen such a pattern...
Slowly raising his right hand and pointing it at the man, Hirito saw the man's pupils shrink sharply, his eyes filled with blood, and a smell of urine came from him.
"Eight Trigrams...Empty Palm!"
Chi~!
The invisible but powerful wind pressure concentrated, like an invisible hammer hitting the man heavily.
"Click!"
Not surprisingly, the man's muscles and bones were broken in an instant, and he bled to death.
At that moment, a small wind blew, and the thick smell of blood invaded Hirito's nose.
"Is this the smell of human blood..."
"I... I killed someone??"
Hirito maintained his attacking posture, dumbfounded and confused.
Fear, self-blame, regret, worry, irritability...
For a moment, all kinds of mixed feelings filled his mind.
The moral values of nearly thirty years in his previous life tortured his heart.
An instant feeling of regret arose in Hirito's heart, making him instinctively want to dispose of the man's body and do his best to cover up and change the clues so as not to be seen by others.
As long as he wasn't discovered, he would be safe. As long as he hid carefully and waited for a while...
"Snapped!"
A light tap on the shoulder made him feel like lightning had struck.
Shunpo, a technique he had developed, allowed him to run more than ten meters away in a single step.
Kenjiro didn't pay attention to Hirito's nervousness.
He simply looked at the man and said calmly, "A bandit who doesn't even know Chakra. It would be a waste to kill him with [Eight Trigrams-Empty Palm]."
Bandits?
Was this man a bandit?
Hirito came back to his senses and looked at Kenjiro, eager for confirmation.
"Uncle..."
Kenjiro ignored him and gave instructions to the branch house Jōnin.
"Kenichi, take care of the body."
The Hyuga ninja named kenichi nodded slightly and formed the Curry Seal.
"Earth Style-Yellow Spring Marsh."
Suddenly, the soil beneath the man became soft and turned into a swamp within a few seconds. The body slowly submerged until it was invisible, and the land returned to normal.
Um, destroy the corpse and eliminate all traces, just like that.
Except for the smell of blood in the air, not much had changed from before.
Only then did Kenjiro look at Hirito. "Now that we're out, just finish the work at once and follow us."
Hirito heard the words and followed him. After advancing for more than 10 minutes, Kenjiro stopped.
"Go for it!"
"This time, you can use your fists or swords..."
"But you are not allowed to use [Eight Trigrams-Air Palm] to kill remotely..."
"You need to feel the sound of broken bones and shattered internal organs up close..."
Hirito took a few steps forward and looked down. His face suddenly became ugly, and he couldn't hold back his anger.
Below, a dozen men were warming themselves over the fire and eating meat, laughing from time to time.
Next to them were three naked women lying there, their bodies exposed, their eyes dull and lifeless.
Hirito noticed that the women's bodies were covered with bruises and bite marks, as well as their bloody private parts. Without thinking too much, he knew how much abuse they had suffered...
This shocking tragedy made Hirito, who had been highly educated in his previous life, widen his eyes.
"Why hasn't this guy Koinumaru come back yet?"
"You've been in the big room for so long? You won't get lost, right? Hahaha..."
"It's best if you get lost. We can eat more, uh..." A burp came out.
"...These three women are outrageous, ran out of energy before I even got comfortable..."
"Bah! It's already cold. Bad luck. I planned to try it again while it was hot."
"Oh, don't be angry. I'll go to those villages tomorrow to see if there's anything good..."
"Ah hee hee... I really like their screams of resistance and struggle. The more they scream, the more excited I get, hahaha..."
"That's it, let me tell you, uh..."
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Before he finished speaking, three men suddenly fell down.
"What's going on? Are there enemies?"
"Copycat guy, be on guard!!"
The men each screamed, taking out knives of different sizes and looking around on guard.
"Who? Come out!"
(End of the Chapter).
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