Naruto: The world has misled me a lot!

"Is this the extent of Kirigakure's Jinchūriki?"

On a piece of ruins, Kato Makoto stepped on the Six-tailed Jinchuriki with his right foot. The chakra of the tailed beast had disappeared, revealing a handsome young man in a blue kimono.

He couldn't even withstand the second stage of Susanoo, let alone compare with Kushina. He was more than one level lower than the Four-Tails, Five-Tails, and Eight-Tails that Kato Makoto had encountered.

Those three guys are capable of transforming into tailed beasts and releasing the Tailed Beast Balls, while the Mist Ninja under their feet is not even a semi-finished product.

It’s better to help Kirigakure kill it to avoid wasting food.

The sharp ninja sword was raised again, with the tip of the sword pointing at the back of the dying Jinchūriki's head.

"Water escape, water dragon bullet!"

Just as the ninja sword was about to fall, a water dragon over ten meters long, with ferocious orange and yellow eyes wide open, swooped down from the sky and crashed straight into Kato Makoto.

"It took you so long to get here, and your response is so poor."

The ninja sword deflected, and an emerald green vacuum wind blade shot out, swelling several times in the wind and slashing on the water dragon's forehead without any pause, splitting it in two.

"Let Yugao go. We can discuss any conditions."

The overdeveloped Mei Terumi instantly landed on the ground, and the shattered water dragon exploded, transforming into thin strands of water that fell from the sky, soaking her long red curly hair, and her tight clothes revealed her beautiful curves.

The red-haired woman didn't care about these. She looked at the young man holding the knife with a serious expression. Wrapped in the invisible air shield, the other party was not touched by any rain.

If the information is correct, the person in front of him is Kato Makoto, who made the Ninja Swordsmen lose their temper.

Judging from the wind slash that was able to destroy the water dragon bomb with a casual wave of his hand just now, this person's strength is truly unfathomable.

If the Jinchūriki fell into his hands, there was a real chance that he would die, which would be an unacceptable loss for Kirigakure.

"Let me make some conditions?"

Kato Makoto touched his chin, looking at the woman in front of him who was only in her teens but incredibly mature. His eyes turned, intentionally or unintentionally sweeping across the woods a hundred meters away.

"Okay, let's make the exchange. Use yourself to exchange for the Jinchūriki. One Mist Nurture elite plus a tailed beast in exchange for you alone. It's not a loss."

"No, Master Ming, he is teasing us, don't be fooled."

The Mist Ninja that followed closely behind landed behind Terumi Mei, and Qing took the lead and walked to her side, quickly objecting.

Mei Terumi is the disciple of the Mizukage. If she falls into Konoha's hands, Qing can imagine the Mizukage raising his butcher knife against him.

"I promise you."

Qing was about to say something, but the red-haired woman gave him a look that stopped him from saying anything, and he froze in place.

With a leap, Mei Terumi came to Kato Makoto's side, looked at Yugao, who had lost nine of his ten lives, and frowned.

"I'm coming, let him go."

"Your identity is very special?"

Kato Makoto raised his right foot, raised his ninja sword sideways, and lifted the red-haired woman's chin with his blade. At this moment, he sensed a more obvious fluctuation in the breath in the woods than before, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"What gave you the confidence to make you think you could slip away from my hands?"

"It was this old man who gave her the confidence."

The red-haired woman gritted her teeth, and a drop of inconspicuous water fell from her sleeve, splashing. The invisible chakra pulled her, and in an instant a smooth ice mirror formed between the two of them, locking the ninja sword tightly.

Then, a sword blade with extremely cold icy air crossed a space of a hundred meters, suddenly stabbed out from the ice mirror, and pointed directly at the vital point between Kato Makoto's eyebrows.

"You are a master, but you are also a sneak attack. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

The extremely cold chakra engulfed the emerald green wind style of the Broken Ninja Sword, climbed backwards along the blade, and was about to devour Kato Makoto's arm in an instant.

The white-haired young man's smile deepened. Just as the cold air from the ice sword was about to reach him, an equally overbearing orange-red flame erupted from Kato Makoto's body. Rolling heat waves swept over, instantly shattering the two attacks.

"You used my disciple's life to force me to show up. Is your method fair and just?"

The ice mirror shattered, and after being swept by the heat wave, the ice crystals hung in the air and condensed the water vapor in the air again. Several mirrors took shape around the white-haired young man, and vaguely human figures could be seen moving through them.

Groan!

Kato Makoto grabbed the ninja sword, and the blazing burning chakra climbed up, transforming the original emerald green wind blade into an orange-red flame.

He raised the sword and swung it, and a circular blade energy gushed out, igniting the void for dozens of meters, and the high-hanging ice mirror was cut in half.

Under the stunned gazes of the Mist and Konoha ninjas, an orange-red flame actually burned above the blade scar on the ice mirror.

Fire burning on ice is a wonder never seen before in the world.

At this moment, a missed ice crystal fell behind Kato Makoto. With the reflection of the mirror light, the figure of the Third Mizukage appeared silently behind the white-haired young man. The water condensed into ice, and the sharp ice sword accurately pierced the fatal point of the enemy's vest.

Ding!

At some point, Kato Makoto turned around, and the collision of swords made a sound of metal clashing.

Although the young man did not have a pair of white eyes, it was simply a pipe dream to hide from his perception at such a close distance.

The blazing flaming knife and the freezing sword clashed fiercely in the space where the blades intersected. The overflowing chakra fluctuations caused the two men's long black and white hair to fly up and dance non-stop.

"Boy, why haven't I heard that Shinobi An has this Fire Style Sword Technique? Did he not only steal the Uchiha's Sharingan, but also the Fire Style Sword Technique?"

Countless water vapors gathered behind the Third Mizukage and turned into an icy white mist, sparkling with crystals. Long spears condensed, revealing their murderous intent.

"Senior, you are wrong. My master is dedicated to the public and has a fellow disciple relationship with the Uchiha. How could he do such an unjust thing? This sword technique is just something I learned casually. Does it suit your taste?"

Spots of white light appeared behind Kato Makoto, and then orange-red flames swirled. In an instant, dozens of bright and hot fireballs appeared, which was very oppressive.

The people watching the battle only saw the sky and the earth separated by two completely different auras, one blue and one red, one cold and one hot, forming two completely opposite worlds.

"Father, is this really Uchiha swordsmanship?"

The young Itachi felt the warmth in the heat, and the ice chakra in his body melted away like the sun rising and the snow melting under this power. Feeling relieved, he turned to look at his father and asked.

"No, Uchiha's sword Yueyan can't do this."

Uchiha Fugaku clenched his fists, then relaxed them.

He originally thought that he had the legendary power and should be able to become one of the top fighters in the ninja world, but the two-move competition between Kato Makoto and the Mizukage made him realize that he still had a long way to go.

He definitely couldn't keep up with the ghostly speed of the water shadow in the mirror light.

"Is that so?"

The young crow's face was full of disappointment. He had thought that if this was really a family sword technique, then he must learn it.

Having followed his father to the battlefield for so long, he was fed up with the cold and realized how precious the warm light before him was.

He was not the only one who felt so. The ninjas of Konoha huddled together, enjoying the heat emitted by the blazing ball of light. The orange-red light briefly dispelled the blue on their faces.

Rumble!

Ice and fire collided in the sky, and hot steam overflowed, covering the battlefield in an instant.

"Senior, you are injured, yet you dare to use your bloodline so recklessly. I'm afraid you won't live long."

In the hazy fog, the long sword in Kato Makoto's hand was like a huge torch, and the heat wave swept away the fog within dozens of meters around him.

Others might not be able to see it, but the three magatama in Kato Makoto's left eye and his keen spiritual perception allowed him to see through the old man in front of him who was dressed in the appearance of a young man.

His face is pale with a hint of blue, there is a lingering dark aura between his eyebrows, and he looks deathly-looking. This is not the face of a living person.

"The boy's eyes are not good, you can go get treatment. You will know if I am injured if you try again."

The Third Mizukage was surrounded by frost and white mist, his hair was as black as ink, his eyes were tightly closed, and he had the face of a cold and handsome nobleman. It was impossible to associate him with a dying old man.

"I won't try. How can I not believe what you said, old senior? But you can drag this broken ship of Kirigakure, I wonder if your disciple has the ability to do so."

The flame on the Duanpu Ninja Sword went out, Kato Makoto put it back into the scabbard at his waist, turned and left.

If the fight continues, the old guy will have to fight to the death, but now is not his peak.

"Teacher, aren't you going to keep him?"

Mei Terumi instantly came to the side of the Third Mizukage and looked at the young man's departing back solemnly.

This was the first time on the front battlefield that a Konoha ninja was able to withstand the Mizukage's ice escape. If the opponent was not defeated as soon as possible, it would have a significant impact on the Mizukage's invincible image.

The morale of the Mist Ninjas will also change accordingly.

"That kid's flames aren't fire jutsu at all, but a dual-attribute bloodline. If I want to take him down, I have to get back to my best form."

The Mizukage certainly wanted to eliminate the trouble once and for all, but the other party used his disciples to control him, forcing him to be cautious.

When you are not completely sure of your chance, you need to be extremely cautious when risking your life.