Chapter 142: All Ninjas Have Weaknesses
Yoru protected Zhen Li from behind while observing the battle between Konoha ninja and Sand Ninja on the sea surface.
The ships anchored near the shore were all burned, with the wreckage of 12 ships capsized.
Some ships still bore the emblem of the Daimyo of the Land of Wind.
Building a ship takes over half a year, but burning one takes just half an hour.
The Daimyo of the Land of Wind will surely be furious; Hidden Sand Village’s strength is too weak, unable to even protect the Daimyo’s important assets.
At the dock warehouse, Konoha ninja had already rushed inside, sabotaging supplies from within the warehouse.
Around the warehouse, there was some fierce fighting.
Two Sand Ninja appeared beside Yoru.
They noticed the Konoha ninja in front of them looking around cautiously, sometimes pausing in a daze.
Their kunai stabbed into the Konoha ninja’s body repeatedly, but the Konoha ninja wore iron armor under his vest, and the kunai couldn’t penetrate.
Sand Ninja A gasped as he said, “Don’t be afraid! All ninja have weaknesses! This guy is just cheating with iron armor; I know his weakness!”
Sand Ninja B quickly asked, “Where’s the weakness? Tell me quick!”
Sand Ninja A said, “This guy has to eat, drink, shit, and piss, right? I don’t believe his ass has armor plates too! Attack his weakest spot!”
Sand Ninja B’s expression changed; how hadn’t he thought of such a brilliant method?
Sand Ninja B circled behind Yoru, using the armor’s frontal distraction to raise his kunai and fiercely stab at Yoru’s asshole.
Yoru was peering over Sand Ninja A’s shoulder, observing the distant battle, when he suddenly heard a whooshing sound from behind.
He turned his head and saw the Sand Ninja behind him being so despicable!
Are you a hyena? Director of Hidden Sand Village’s anal hospital?
Yoru clenched his buttocks tightly, clamping Sand Ninja B’s kunai, then turned in furious embarrassment and smashed a fist into Sand Ninja B’s head.
Yoru’s fist glowed with bronze light, incredibly hard; the skull’s hardness was no match for the bronze light secret jutsu.
Too hateful—fight fair if you’re fighting; even if you kill me, how can you attack a man’s most delicate part?
Filthy bastards, are you responsible if you cause hemorrhoids?
Just as the situation looked great, a line of golden light appeared from behind the dock.
As the line of golden light approached, it revealed itself as a wave of gold dust.
Yoru was stunned—it was an old acquaintance, Third Kazekage’s disciple Rasa.
At the rear of the dock battlefield, Nara Shikaku spotted the young Sand Ninja standing with arms folded atop the gold dust waves.
Two people stepped forward beside him, standing shoulder to shoulder with Nara Shikaku.
Nara Shikaku, Akimichi Yamashiro, Yamanaka Inoichi—the Ino-Shika-Cho clan heads, with serious expressions.
“Shikaku, that’s?”
Nara Shikaku said, “Third Kazekage’s disciple, the Hidden Sand Village’s young elite who masters Magnet Release: Gold Dust secret jutsu, Rasa.”
This generation’s Ino-Shika-Cho clan heads walked forward together.
Their three paces matched, speed increasing.
Rasa’s gold dust waves had reached the dock warehouse; Konoha ninja outside the warehouse were swiftly buried by the gold dust.
Puddles of blood appeared in the gold dust—that was from Konoha ninja crushed by the gold dust.
Akimichi Yamashiro’s body suddenly enlarged, and the iron rod in his hand also grew due to the secret jutsu.
The dozens-of-meters-long iron rod swept horizontally, smashing toward the gold dust waves.
Yoru threw a kunai, killing one Sand Ninja beside him, then tilted his head to watch the Akimichi Clan Head battle Rasa.
The dozens-of-meters-tall Akimichi expansion giant had great power; the iron rod swung, shattering the gold dust waves and instantly halting their advance.
Rasa himself stood atop a mass of gold dust, hovering in midair.
He stared at Akimichi Yamashiro’s feet, hands forming hand seals.
A massive amount of gold dust surged under Akimichi Yamashiro’s feet, causing him to lose balance and topple sideways.
A Sand Ninja near Rasa suddenly leaped up, throwing exploding tag kunai at Rasa like a spy.
Rasa frowned slightly—this was the Yamanaka Clan’s secret jutsu.
Ino-Shika-Cho always fought in formation.
The gold dust rolled, blocking the exploding tag kunai.
However, the Sand Ninja was fully controlled, attacks coming endlessly.
Rasa showed no mercy; a stream of gold dust rushed from the waves, devouring the controlled Sand Ninja.
Blood squeezed out in sprays; Rasa directly killed the Sand Ninja controlled by Yamanaka Clan secret jutsu.
Seeing this, the surrounding Sand Ninja hurriedly fled.
This kind of battle wasn’t for them to join.
Under the moonlight, a shadow on the ground rapidly elongated, stabbing toward Rasa’s shadow.
Rasa manipulated gold dust to swiftly dodge the ground shadow. Ino-Shika-Cho, as a famous ninja clan in the ninja world, had nearly transparent intelligence.
Yamanaka Inoichi and Nara Shikaku bought time for Akimichi Yamashiro; Akimichi Yamashiro got up from the ground and once again smashed the advancing gold dust waves with his iron rod.
But distant Yoru frowned—the three clan heads seemed locked in a stalemate with Rasa, but Ino-Shika-Cho’s weakness was too obvious.
As long as Akimichi Yamashiro was taken down, the other two couldn’t stop the massive gold dust waves.
While they clashed, gold dust accumulated more on the ground—some shattered by the iron rod, some from Rasa’s missed attacks.
The ground kept shaking—that was gold dust turning the soil beneath into new gold dust.
When the gold dust reached a certain amount, Rasa formed hand seals and raised his hand.
“Magnet Release: Gold Dust Great Sand Burial!”
Over a dozen streams of gold dust erupted from the ground, forming a spiral in midair that suddenly constricted.
Akimichi Yamashiro’s dozens-of-meters-tall body was completely enveloped by Great Sand Burial.
The gaps between the dozen streams of gold dust grew smaller; Yoru saw Akimichi Yamashiro’s terrified face in the gaps.
A key use of Magnet Release was against massive tailed beasts.
Great Sand Burial formed a cone; Rasa’s open hand suddenly clenched tight.
Boom!
Even from far away, the compressing crunch of Great Sand Burial could be heard.
Yoru’s heart jolted—was Akimichi Yamashiro going to die here?
Then Yoru relaxed; Akimichi Yamashiro was outside Great Sand Burial.
In the final moment, Akimichi Yamashiro shrank his body, and Nara Shikaku’s shadow pulled him.
The bad news was, most of Akimichi Yamashiro’s body escaped, but his left arm was trapped in Great Sand Burial.
Akimichi Yamashiro was decisive; he held a kunai in his right hand, expanded his hand and kunai together, and viciously chopped at his left shoulder, severing tendons, bones, and flesh.
“Yamashiro!”
Nara Shikaku cried out in pain.
Nara Shikaku’s shadow kept pulling, dragging Akimichi Yamashiro away.
Ninja wars are so cruel—even as Akimichi Clan Head, one could lose an arm on the battlefield.
Yoru would note in his report: Rasa has potential to become Kazekage; Ino-Shika-Cho clan heads are no match for Rasa.
Rasa suddenly lowered his head, head splitting with pain.
Yamanaka Inoichi had attacked Rasa with Yamanaka Clan secret jutsu while he used Great Sand Burial.
“Orderly retreat!” Nara Shikaku pointed toward the dock: “Your battalion covers the rear!”
Yoru was stunned—Nara Shikaku was pointing at his own battalion.
The captain jumped onto a gantry crane, shouting:
“We cover the rear! Follow me!
