Naruto: The world has misled me a lot!

"Green monster, are you qualified to witness the horror of our ninja swords? Tell me your name?"

In the southeast forest of Konoha, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen no longer had the disdain they had when they first met. The hands that were tightly gripping the hilts of their swords were still shaking, and there was a sharp pain in the palms of their hands.

Several people stared at the funny-looking ninja opposite them with serious expressions.

I've never heard of such a Jonin in Konoha.

"Konoha Genin, Might Dai!"

With his fists clenched, Might Guy protected the three young men behind him. The emerald green steam was like a barrier, blocking the prying eyes of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen.

"Genin? That joke isn't funny at all."

Tonggusa Noeito glared at him when he heard that. He was one of the strongest among the Seven Ninja Swordsmen, otherwise he wouldn't be able to suppress the enemy with one hand and launch a hammer attack to break the enemy's defense with the other hand.

But in the brief fight just now, the opponent surpassed him in strength, and a kick almost made the blunt knife fall out of his hand.

How could a ninja with this kind of strength be a Genin?

"Maybe that green steam isn't chakra, but just steam."

There was a footprint left on the blade of Samehada, emitting wisps of hot steam.

It was the first time that Xiguashan Puffer Ghost encountered such an opponent. There was no chakra involved in the attack. Every move and every style of pure steel fists was direct power.

His sword was hit and became silent, curled up into a ball, without any temper at all.

"Oh, Taijutsu ninjas have the most vigorous energy and blood. Stitch likes such opponents the most. Let me play with him first."

Kurisai Kushimaru became interested. A physical ninja can endure longer under the piercing and suturing of the ninja sword, and the pleasure it brings to him is also the most lasting.

This funny ninja is a good prey. He is already looking forward to the wonderful scene of green skin and blood.

"You guys run away first, I'll deal with them."

Facing the strongest combination of Kirigakure, Might Dai has prepared for the worst.

Before him, few people had mastered the Eight Gates Ninjutsu, and he came into contact with this technique, which does not value talent, by chance.

After decades of hard work to improve his training method, although he was confident that he could penetrate the seven gates and reach the eight gates, he had not anticipated the ultimate power.

"Dad, do you want to..."

Might Guy was not stupid, he quickly realized what his father meant.

"Kai, this is the time when I told you that you would protect the most important thing to you even at the cost of your life."

Might Guy tilted his head, smiled and gave Might Guy a thumbs up, then turned his arm with his thumb pointing to his heart.

The emerald green steam burned to its extreme, with strands of red seeping out from the inside out.

"Eighth, Death Gate..."

Just as the red steam was about to light up completely, the squeaking sound of electric current came into the ears from far away.

A mysterious and hazy purple electric light was wrapped around a long sword. The purple-haired girl holding it tightly came at an extremely fast speed like a flash of lightning, breaking through the dark shadows in the forest.

"It's her. This woman belongs to me."

Kurishan Kushimaru would never mistake the purple knife light, and he took the initiative to attack with a wave of his hand. The long knife needle turned into a cold light that pierced through the void, carrying the swinging steel wire and heading towards Uzuki Yugao to kill.

Ding!

A familiar collision sound was heard, but this time the girl was more at ease and easily dodged the cutting wire. She stepped on the tree trunk and disappeared.

"Secret Sword, Hazy Moon Night!"

The shadow of the sword illuminated his entire body, like a peacock spreading its tail. Behind him, there was a faint illusion of a purple moon, shedding hazy moonlight and obscuring the flashing sword.

By the time Kurishan Kushimaru broke free from the illusion, the purple blade light had already cut through dozens of criss-crossing sharp steel wires and was approaching his real body.

The Yin-Yang Seal is a magical tool that can stimulate the potential of the cauldron. After being tempered on the battlefield, and with the generous teaching of Kato Makoto over the past few days, Uzuki Yugao's grasp of swordsmanship has become more and more precise, and she has her own insights into the principles of each move.

Facing the owner of the stitches again, she finally broke free from Kato Makoto's control and shone with her own unique brilliance.

"No, she has help."

The Seven Ninja Swordsmen were all jonin of the Hidden Mist and quickly got rid of the impact of the illusion.

When they came to their senses, wooden spears with cold metallic tips suddenly jumped out from the ground. The Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost swirled the big knife in his hand and knocked the five people around him away, but he himself was pierced by the sharp wooden spear.

Wow!

A body of water fell to the ground, splashing water. The tall figure cast a water clone at some point. When they met again, he had appeared next to the other five people and launched an assassination attack at the same time.

"Kirigakure no Jutsu!"

Zhengzhengzheng!

A series of sword-drawing sounds rang out in the thick fog. In the haze, countless ninja swords collided with each other, and pieces of orange-red iron flowers illuminated the faces wearing animal masks.

"Konoha Anbu? Looks like we're surrounded."

The black lining, silver plate armor, and animal mask, the unique attire reveals the opponent's identity.

The dangerous situation did not make the ninja swordsmen retreat, but instead aroused the ferocity hidden in their hearts. They swung their swords with three times more force, and their hands were so fast that they left afterimages, and each sword hit the enemy's vital points.

For a moment, the flashes of swords, the shadows of broken stones and leaves flew everywhere in the hazy white mist, like a man-eating vortex, devouring anyone it chose.

Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, the arrival of a white-haired figure did not alarm anyone. It was as if he did not exist and was ignored by everyone, who quietly observed the battle.

Might Guy and his two companions hid behind a one-meter-high rock and had no idea that there was a person standing next to them. Instead, it was Might Guy, who was panting with a tired face, who discovered them first.

Long-term physical training has given him the instincts of a wild beast, and his body often reacts faster than his brain.

The breeze blowing past him was mixed with a terrifying feeling that made his hair stand on end.

"Master Makoto, for leaving the village without permission, Mighty Dai is willing to accept any punishment."

After concentrating on seeing the face of the person who came, Might Dai endured the pain in his body and said while half squatting on the ground.

The man who is timid in life actually has an upright heart, not to mention that the young man in front of him has just led a team to rescue him and his son from danger.

"To receive your punishment you should go to the Hokage's office. The Root doesn't care about such trivial matters."

The clear voice seemed to be far away in the sky, but it was actually right in front of him. However, Might Dai could still understand the meaning of tolerance in it and was deeply moved.

"Thank you, sir."

"Dai, silently guarding the village and protecting the growth of young seedlings has always been the purpose of the Root. Although you are not in the Root, you are willing to make sacrifices and are not afraid of slander. You are the ninja who best fits the Root. If you are willing, you can come to the Root to find me."

Kato Makoto's three magatama looked at the tearful ninja in front of him, and he felt deeply about the profound heritage of Konoha.

Who could have thought that a small Konoha Genin could burst out with strength beyond the Kage level? That blood-red fire seemed to be able to distort the space, and even his three magatama could not see through it. It was really outrageous.

If he had arrived a step later, the seven crooked melons and cracked dates on the opposite side would have turned into freshly squeezed juice.

Upon hearing Kato Makoto's invitation, before Might Dai could react, Might Guy's eyes lit up first.

Although his good friend Kakashi comforted him, who doesn't want his father to be a man of integrity?

Moreover, the treatment of the Gen is better than that of the Anbu and the Security Department, and the subsidies have been increased several times.

Of course this is not the point. The point is that Might Guy wants his father to live with more dignity.

With an idea in mind, Might Guy used his small fists, which were trained by his father since he was a child, to punch Might Dai on the back again and again, making a dull sound, reminding him to answer carefully.

"Thank you for your appreciation, Master Makoto. Dai only hopes that in his lifetime, he can protect Konoha like you did."

Might Guy grimaced in pain from the intense feeling of being pounded on the back.

He had heard of Kato Makoto's great achievements on the battlefield, and also heard about how he had stood up to Shinobi Yami and the Third Hokage for his subordinates.

It is the wish of many Konoha ninjas to work under such a powerful leader who cares for his subordinates.

"After this incident, come and report to the root."

After hearing the satisfactory answer, Kato Makoto turned his gaze to the battlefield.

The thick fog could not block his perception. The elite Root troops, who were several times larger than the Ninja Swordsmen, were all injured at this moment. If they had not secretly left enough support personnel to block the fatal attacks, it would have been more than just an injury.

The Ninja World War that lasted for several years caused the elite of the Root to die again and again. Until now, the only one who caught his eye was Terai.

Fortunately, the three disciples have gained some momentum and can handle a ninja sword with the help of others.

"Everyone, please step back. I have seen your efforts."

It’s getting late. If we stay any later we won’t be able to have a hot dinner.