The strongest assistant of the fourth generation

How could the future Yondaime just lower his head and run away?

Along the way to the enemy's hinterland, Minato had left behind many sigils whose meanings only he could understand...and this was the evidence for using the Flying Thunder God Technique!

And now, with his blond hair, he is unstoppable - because he is fast, because he is extremely fast, so he is invincible!

The only thing worth worrying about is that this terrible ninjutsu is not as stable as it will be in the future...

Chi! Chi! Chi!!!

Continuously jumping between the marks, Minato completed multiple harvests almost in an instant, but his luck seemed to have run out...

Because the ninjutsu was not yet complete, the spatial coordinates could no longer be determined after using the mark once. And when he jumped to the last mark, which was also the mark farthest from the chasing army, the Sand Ninja Jonin in charge of the rear just rushed to him...

Continuous use of unfinished ninjutsu puts a huge burden on the body. In addition, Minato, whose injuries and chakra remaining are very pessimistic, does not seem to have any leverage to kill a jounin...?

Blue chakra began to condense in his right hand, and the moment he appeared in the opponent's field of vision, a terrifying storm had formed!

That blue sphere doesn't have the destructive power to kill any enemy in the future, but it's more than enough to deal with the pathetic Jounin in front of him who obviously hasn't figured out the situation yet!

Rasengan!!

The terrible impact instantly twisted the Sand Ninja's sternum, and as blood and internal organs fragments simultaneously overflowed from his mouth, this short duel finally came to an end...

The next step is to get rid of the enemy's pursuit as soon as possible...

——Thrown to the ground.

In just a moment of mental relaxation, the aftereffects of using the incomplete version of Flying Thunder God for the first time completely overwhelmed Minato... The double oppression and pain on the mental and physical levels made it impossible for him to control his body to make any slightest reaction... He was like A spectator, a soul separated from the body...

Finally, it still doesn’t work?

Minato didn't have time to escape far enough - or even find a decent bunker.

In half a minute at most, the enemy's rear team will come to their senses, and in his current state, all he needs to do is continue to be kunai to end his life...

Well, I wonder if Zhenyong and the others have escaped?

He was thinking this way, and his heart that was about to calm down began to worry again. He tried to open his eyes, even though he knew clearly that he didn't want the guy who had always been regarded as his younger brother to appear in his field of vision - just Even Minato himself didn't know what he was expecting. Fortunately, fate gave the answer.

——It was a flash of lightning.

To be clear, he only released white light, but because of his fleeting speed, it reminded people of the terrifying thunder.

But the audience who welcomed this thunderous light were a little embarrassed - the continuous wailing and wailing soon ended completely...

Minato felt someone picking him up, and he could no longer see the person's face clearly, but even so, he tried his best to lean into his ear and speak in an extremely weak voice.

Rescue...so brave...

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Prediction half a second in advance brought about the result that Zhenyong did not want for the first time.

He saw a future that he absolutely couldn't change, a future that he absolutely didn't want to admit...

No!!

His voice sounded filled with fear and sadness...

Zhenyong felt that he would not cry over his own death - no one could do that.

Regarding death, when he really faced it, he found that he was much calmer than he thought... Life is such a precious thing, but compared to certain things, it seems not worth mentioning.

So, why on earth is it screaming...

——Bright red dyed his chest.

But the blood was not his.

He had never cursed himself so much for surviving... because he had just discovered that the black hair that was the same as his was so important...

Zhenyong Zengjin feels that he will live his life very selfishly... In this world where there is no sense of substitution, as long as he can survive, he may be happy to join the army of massacres.

Minato was the first to make him realize that he might be able to sacrifice something for others - and Tao, that stupid girl who had just walked into his heart, made him learn for the first time what it means to be heartbroken...

Yes, Zhenyong should have noticed from the beginning, how could such an idiot leave obediently... She did not leave, but quietly sneaked into the ground, she was waiting, waiting for the best opportunity - that The chance for her beloved to escape!

Yes, she did it...

The moment before the kunai crashed into Zhenyu's chest, she used her left chest to receive the fatal blow.

And her delicate hands even held Tsuchida's arm tightly...

For Zhenyong, there is no better opportunity to escape than this, because the angry Tsuchida is raising his other arm and hitting this woman on the head!

Fool! Fool! ! ! !

no, do not want! don't want! !

I want you to die!!!!!!

It was as if two different movies were abruptly joined together, or as if a careless editor had cut off an extra frame or two. Zhenyong's right hand, which was clearly protecting his chest one moment, was clenched tightly the next moment. He took out the kunai... and clenched a handful of kunai that had been inserted between Tsuchida's eyebrows! !

Fight, end.