“Run away quickly, if you continue to fight I will only die!”

Xia Muyang got up from the ground and ran away. How could Lao Zi let Xia Muyang run away? Xia Muyang could hurt him at this age. He has unlimited potential in the future and will definitely become a serious danger.

But in a speed competition with Lao Zi, a Jinchūriki, how could Natsume Yang be his opponent? He had caught up with him not long after running out.

 “The art of melting and scorching river rocks!”

I saw him spitting out five round crimson lava fireballs, surrounding them and blasting towards Natsume Yang at an extremely fast speed, giving Natsume Yang no chance to dodge.

 “Hiss!”

 Natsume Yang wanted to dodge them all, but his body didn't allow it. Even though he had used his best efforts to press the bottom of the box, he still suffered a black burn.

While Xia Muyang was dodging the molten fireball, Lao Zi took the opportunity to get closer, intercepted him directly in front of Xia Muyang, and bombarded him again with a devastating punch without mercy.

 “Wow!”

Natsume Yang felt a chill all over his body. The Soul-Zering Sword was blocked in front of him, and he crashed into the forest like a cannonball again. Even the Soul-Zering Sword was bent.

 “The art of shadow clone!”

 Natsume Yang formed a mark of a shadow clone during the process of retreating, and created a shadow clone to replace him.

 If he continues to fight, he will definitely die.

"ha!"

"ha!"

Xia Muyang didn't dare to hesitate for a moment. He didn't even have time to redeem the holy healing potion.

  Although he is only thirty kilometers away from the Konoha camp, in the eyes of Natsume Yang at this moment, it is so far away.

 Thirty kilometers, enough for Lao Zi to kill Natsume Yang.

 “Damn you kid!”

As expected, Xia Muyang's ears soon heard the angry roar of Lao Zi, and the memory of the shadow clone also came to Xia Muyang's mind. The shadow clone was burned and disappeared.

 “I remember this grudge!”

Xia Muyang gritted his teeth and ran wildly, not daring to show any signs of neglect.

Perhaps the only thing that made Natsume Yang feel better was the injuries on his body that were obviously caused by a dangerous battle.

 Two days later!

 “Stop, please show your identity!”

At the gate of Konoha Camp, Xia Muyang breathed a sigh of relief with a tired look on his face. He wanted to walk into the camp, but was stopped directly by the guard at the gate.

 “Konoha Chuunin, Natsume Haru!”

 Natsume Yo took out his ninja registration booklet from his ninja tool bag, handed it to the two guards to confirm his identity, and then he was allowed to enter.

“Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully completing the mission. The experience value is +200, the gold coin is +600, and the achievement: Fight Alone!”

The voice of the system sounded in Natsume Yang’s mind.

 “Bang!”

The moment he entered the Konoha camp, Natsume Yang couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. Suddenly, his eyesight became blurry, and he felt his consciousness disappear rapidly. He fell to the ground heavily as soon as his eyes blurred.

 Natsume Yang was so seriously injured and still in such a hurry that it was already a miracle that he could reach the Konoha camp safely.

Of course, there is nothing Natsume Yang can do. If he uses the Holy Healing Potion, it will be too difficult to explain.

Others have gone through a hard battle and are covered in injuries and are unconscious, but Xia Muyang is so strong that there is nothing wrong with him. Needless to say, he will definitely attract covetous attention.

It's okay to stand out, but standing out too much is not a good thing. Since ancient times, Natsume Yang doesn't want to be stabbed secretly.

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