Chapter 17 He Convinced Himself
Konan and Shiba Kiyokawa’s timely arrival gave everyone in the Akatsuki organization a sigh of relief.

After landing, Shiba Qinghe just glanced back quickly and saw the red-haired sister huddled behind everyone, while the red-haired Nagato had a murderous look on his face. He basically guessed what had happened.

It seems that the Kusagakure is still as inhumane as ever, and they actually forced out Nagato’s murderous intent.

But on the surface, he still has to continue playing the role he is supposed to play.

In between releasing ninjutsu, he pretended to be surprised and asked: “What’s going on here? What happened? Didn’t I just ask you to come here for reconnaissance? Why is there such a big conflict?”

Facing the questioning, Nagato had no idea that this was actually a plan pushed by Shiba Kiyokawa. Instead, he looked guilty and took the initiative to apologize, “I’m sorry.”

The Akatsuki members nearby hurried to help explain: “It’s not Leader Nagato’s fault. We were impulsive. These Grass Ninjas are inhuman! They actually kept Nagato’s relatives as livestock and property!”

Xiaonan was very surprised when she heard this. She was probably the only person here and now who didn’t understand the situation.

“Is this sister a blood relative of Nagato?”

The Akatsuki members nodded and said, “Yes!”

For a moment, Nagato and Xiangye did not object.

Nagato believed it, while Xiangye couldn’t find a chance to speak.

Xiaonan said, “Oh!” and her eyes suddenly became determined. “It’s not your fault. Protect her well!”

Now the misunderstanding is further confirmed!

Shiba Qinghe also spoke at the right time, “Then I won’t hold you responsible for messing up the mission this time. Protect Nagato’s relatives and leave first! Konan, lead the slow ones to evacuate from the air!”

For a moment, there was a bit more gratitude and shame in Nagato’s eyes when he looked at Shiba Kiyokawa.

Shiba Kiyokawa saw all of this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised without showing any expression.

It looked like he didn’t even have to think of a backup plan.

Nagato’s favor was more overwhelming than expected.

Next, we just need to withstand the pressure of the Grass Ninja’s counterattack, and then tonight’s plan will be perfect!
The trickery part is over, and what’s left is the “fighting and fun” part!
A Grass Ninja took the lead, passing through the falling thunder and paper dance, and rushed towards Shiba Kiyokawa wielding a large sickle-like weapon.

Shiba Kiyokawa dodged the first attack and swung his sword back to cut his opponent’s ribs.

What was strange was that the enemy facing his attack seemed to have lost his mind, and held the sickle in his hand across his forehead, as if guarding against an oncoming attack that did not exist.

It was not until Shiba Kiyokawa’s short sword cut into his abdomen without any hindrance that the Grass Ninja finally woke up from his dream and said, “Illusion?!”

Shiba Kiyokawa did not answer immediately, but just coldly and quickly added another knife, which swept across the throat of the grass ninja.

Only after he confirmed that the enemy would not breathe did he reply in a leisurely voice, “Yes, it’s an illusion.”

He would only answer questions after making sure that the enemy was dead, which was the way of the ninja that he always followed.

As for illusions, he had just learned them recently, in his dreams, from the Uchiha clan’s experience in fighting illusions as a reward from the system.

It’s a pity that he doesn’t have the Sharingan. This kind of illusion can only be used to catch the opponent by surprise if he is prepared in advance at the beginning of the battle.

Then the second and third Kusanagi rushed up one after another, and he no longer had time to prepare illusions. Two Kusanagi rushed towards him, one after the other, and the other threw a large number of throwing tools.

Shiba Qinghe jumped back quickly to avoid the first wave of flying needles and shurikens.

Then he ran quickly, waving the dagger in front of him, quickly turning it into a fan shape, and with a clang, he deflected several subsequent shurikens.

Not until he disappeared into the forest and shook off the shooting range that had been chasing him did he engage in combat with the Kusa ninja that was approaching him.

The man who came seemed to have a high status in the Kusagakure Village. After only a few moments of fighting, the Kusagakure ninja spoke arrogantly.

“Boy, you are Rain Ninja, right? That old man Hanzo is almost out of spirit, and you guys dare to come to Grass Country to cause trouble? Do you really think there is no one in our Grass Ninja Village?!”

Shiba Qinghe couldn’t help but complain in his heart: The Rain Country’s external intelligence work is really bad. How come everyone around knows that Hanzo has been in a bad state in recent years?
He remained silent and swung the knife indifferently.

The first blow was blocked by the Kusagakure ninja with a kunai, a playful smile on his face, as if he was watching the struggle of a trapped beast;
The second strike was a little difficult for Kusanagi to block. The tricky angle was beyond his expectation, and his confident expression froze slightly.

With the third strike, the length of the kunai began to seem insufficient. Not only could he not defend against the continuous blade flashes, but he also had no chance of counterattacking. Sweat began to seep out of the Kusanagi’s forehead.
With the fourth strike, the blade light broke through the kunai blockade, leaving the Kusanagi’s arm injured. He began to get irritated and anxious, and desperately tried to gain distance and perform ninjutsu.

But then the fifth and sixth swords came one after another, and the Kusanagi could not find a chance to break away from the entanglement. Without the ability to form seals with one hand, he could only be suppressed and helpless, with a lot of chakra but no way to use it;

With the seventh strike, the Kusanagi tilted his head and the tip of the knife nearly pierced his eyeball, but the blade still left a long and narrow wound on his forehead!

Blood blurred one eye!
The Kusanagi completely lost the composure he had before the fight.

He started to get scared, and started to get angry at his teammates for not catching up! He started to regret why he was so reckless and rushed forward first!

However, the knife light in front of him was still slashing steadily and continuously, like a sharp fang, which would never let go of its prey once it bit it, and it would only stop when the prey died or the jaw muscles were broken!

With the eighth strike, the Kusanagi’s kunai was knocked away, and three of his fingers were broken!
With the ninth sword, the chest was cut open, and warm blood even spurted onto the Kusanagi’s own face!

He didn’t even last ten rounds, and died at the hands of a little Rain Ninja who was at least ten years younger than him, without using any ninjutsu.

Before his death, Kusanagi was extremely unwilling to give up. It was fine that he lost to the ninjas from the five major ninja villages, but why could the Rain Ninja kill him? ! Why? !

With red eyes, he used up his last bit of strength to ask: “What kind of sword technique is this?”

Since it was confirmed that he was dead, Shiba Kiyokawa was kind enough to answer him this time.

“This is the sword technique of Konoha White Fang.”

Although Shiba Qinghe is not proficient enough in his practice now, this is indeed the sword technique inherited from Bai Ya, and it is personally certified and taught by the system.

At that moment, the Kusanagi, who had a last burst of energy, actually smiled with relief and quietly sorted out his emotions, just like Cao Cao who had finished making his rice and quietly put the rice back on the table.

“That’s… not surprising. That’s not surprising.”

The one who killed him was the swordsmanship of the once famous Konoha White Fang!

Whatever the truth was, at least at this moment, he convinced himself…

(End of this chapter)