Chapter 12: Stand Template From JOJO (End of the Month, Please Vote for Recommendation and Read On)

"Alas."

A rebel ninja squatted on the ground and searched for corpses. Without turning his head, he complained to his companions behind him: "If it weren't for the Sandaime arranging us to die, I actually like that old guy."

"After all, he is really good to ninjas of civilian origin like us, but... instead of letting me face those disgusting sealing techniques, it's better to let me fight with the Uchiha guys..."

Because of his trust in his boss and the "Mist Hidden Technique", the Mist Hidden Ninja only maintained a minimum of vigilance against the surroundings.

But it is obvious that his vigilance is far from enough.

"I'm talking to you, are you mute?"

The Mist Hidden Ninja, who had not received a response from his companions for a long time, frowned and turned his head.

Suddenly, his mouth opened slightly, and he felt that his whole body was about to die.

Enemy...

The last thing he saw was a sharp kunai and the corpse of his companion.

Puff!

"..."

Jiyun's eyebrows jumped inadvertently when he saw Yunchuan disappear like a ghost after killing one person and reappearing behind another.

Compared with his performance with him, Yunchuan was more decisive and neat when he acted alone.

After ensuring that the other party could not make any sound, Yunchuan only needed to gently insert the target's fragile brain, and then drag the twitching body into the shadow silently.

No one noticed the whole process, and it took less than a minute to deal with all the scattered rebels, like a silent death god!

In the end, only the rebel leader who was sitting on the stern and looking into the distance was left.

"Huh?"

At the same time, the rebel leader's nose suddenly wrinkled, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Is this blood mist getting thicker?

This feeling is as sticky as spider silk being blown to the face by the wind.

"I don't remember using so much chakra to perform the Mist Hidden Technique."

After the voice fell, his pupils suddenly condensed, and he raised his head suddenly, and his eyeballs moved quickly.

The ship suddenly became quiet.

Sometimes, an environment that sounds extremely noisy will suddenly become inexplicably quiet.

Yunchuan had heard a very strange explanation in his previous life.

——Whenever this happens, an angel passes by.

But compared to the unknown "angel", Yunchuan feels more like a ghost.

Huh!!

Behind the rebel leader, a gust of wind suddenly whistled in, blowing away the lingering blood mist and revealing the ghostly figure!

"..."

The rebel leader's eyes turned hastily, only seeing the flashing blade approaching, but his body could no longer keep up with his consciousness.

He could only sit there like a sculpture, seemingly waiting for the blow in silence.

Sizzle!

With a slight tearing sound, a blood line appeared on the rebel leader's throat.

He instantly raised his hand to cover his neck, but blood still flowed out from between his fingers.

Plop!

Yunchuan watched him kneel on the ground without saying a word, but his face unexpectedly showed no expression.

His knife almost cut half of the opponent's neck, from the vocal cords, larynx to the cervical spine, and the blood would be choked into the lungs within tens of seconds.

"Ha ha!" Blood flowed out of the mouth of the rebel leader, and his eyes were full of disbelief, "How is it possible..."

Before he defected, he belonged to the "Hunting Ninja Team" of the Hidden Mist Village, and was the "Corpse Disposal Team" that made his companions tremble with fear!

That was a special force directly under the Anbu of the Mizukage. Each member was the most elite in assassination and medical skills in the Anbu, and was responsible for hunting down rebel ninjas and disposing of corpses.

Whether it was assassination, hunting, or fighting, "intuition" was always the first skill they mastered.

They trained their own "red line" in actual combat again and again. Once they entered this range, they could instantly find the target and react.

And his "red line" was five meters.

This means that no individual can approach him silently within five meters.

There are no exceptions, not even mosquitoes!

But now, he encountered an "exception".

Instant Body Technique? Bloodline Limit?

Too fast! Too quiet!

It was simply beyond his comprehension!

"Hehe..."

The rebel leader covered his throat and stared at the boy, feeling like he was looking at a ghost that shouldn't exist.

"Mist Hidden Technique" didn't sense any sound or chakra. If he hadn't seen it with his naked eyes, he would have found it hard to believe that there was actually a person standing there!

He was, after all, a special jonin who had gone through life and death in various dangerous missions and successfully defected.

If he died so ridiculously at the hands of a boy, it would probably make people laugh if he told others about it, right?

"Ha." Yunchuan did laugh and whispered, "The acting is pretty good."

The next moment, the trembling rebel on the deck suddenly froze and stopped moving.

Pah! !

With a crisp sound like bubbles bursting, the "corpse" under Yunchuan's feet turned into a pool of blood.

Behind him, a cloaked figure suddenly emerged from the water, and the kunai in his hand pierced straight into Yunchuan's heart!

The invisible cold murderous intent instantly enveloped Yunchuan!

The rebel leader swung the kunai, bringing a whistling wind and blowing away the blood mist in front of him.

But in the end, only the gray rain curtain and the black shadow in the corner were revealed.

Corpses, all corpses.

Corpses were piled up in the corners, and dark red blood was rising slowly like a pool of water, filling the blood mist that had been blown away.

And where Yunchuan stood, there was no one in sight!

"Damn it! That kid..."

The rebel leader couldn't help but feel like he was dreaming, as if he had walked into an illusion of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

He cursed in a low voice with some anger, but his body held its breath honestly.

The entire ship fell into dead silence again, and in front of him was only the blood mist he had released, as well as his thunderous heartbeat and rapid breathing.

Apart from that, nothing could be seen, heard, or sensed.

"What a joke?!"

The rebel leader's angry roar was full of fear.

The caster of the "Mist Hidden Technique" can "sense" the target's location through the chakra in the "mist". It is precisely because of this effect that can perfectly match the assassination technique that it has become the standard ninjutsu of the Mist Hidden Ninja.

As long as someone uses ninjutsu and there is a fluctuation of chakra, he should be able to sense it.

All his skills are extended on the basis of "Mist Hidden Technique".

But now...

Puff!

The sound of piercing the flesh was very light, and it was blown into the rain by the wind.

This time, he had no chance to use the water clone again.

"Ahem... um!"

The rebel leader's movements were extremely stiff, and he slowly lowered his head to look in front of him.

There were circular red lines on the wrists of both arms, and as the blood splashed down, the two palms gradually slid down and fell to the ground.

The broken ends of the wrists were smooth and neat, and the texture of the muscles was clearly visible.

The blood-red blade of the kunai was rising with hot air, as if it had life and greedily swallowed the air.

This scene made the rebel leader open his mouth wide, but the roar remained in his throat.

"Shh."

Yunchuan gently covered his mouth, and his voice was like catkins floating in the wind: "Can you be quiet?"

Please don't scare the timid child.

Suddenly, Kumokawa raised his eyebrows on his calm face.

[Defeat Kosakao [Hunting Ninja Troops], trigger with probability, obtain new template]

[Name: Tama [Standard·Cat Grass]]

[World: JOJO's Bizarre Adventure]

[Quality: Gray]

[Advanced: Can be advanced - Tama [Integrated Stand] (Blue)...]