Naruto: I survive in the land of blood mist

Early morning

In the forest of the training ground south of the Hidden Mist Village, Wuxin, with sweat on his forehead, jumped down from the tree and came to the training ground sign at the edge of the forest.

"B2 training ground? This should be C3 training ground, what's going on?"

Wuxin looked at the sign number of the training ground, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and there was a deep confusion in his eyes.

"Murayama Yuto asked me to come to C3 training ground. Even if the number has changed, C3 training ground should still exist.

But C3 has become B2, the original B2 training ground has become A1, and A1 training ground has become A5. According to the order, this should also be C3. What's going on...?"

Wuxin, who had been searching near the southern training ground for nearly 20 minutes, was full of doubts. He touched his nose with his right hand fingers and looked thoughtful.

Since the last time Murayama Yuto recommended Wuxin and the other two to participate in the Chunin Exam, they began a one-month special training.

After Wuxin had been training with Yuto Murayama for more than half a month, Yuto Murayama finally agreed to teach illusion today after Wuxin's soft and hard persuasion.

Wuxin got up early in the morning and came to receive special training as agreed, but after searching for a few times, he couldn't even find the meeting place agreed by Yuto Murayama. Not to mention the special reason for being late, Yuto Murayama, who is very strict with time, might cancel the illusion teaching.

"Illusion teaching, is it an illusion? Or have I already fallen into illusion?"

Wuxin's eyes revealed a thoughtful look, with both hands erected in front of his chin, forming the seal of the future, closing his eyes, and controlling the chakra fluctuations in his body.

"Illusion: Release!"

With Wuxin's light shout, the chakra in Wuxin's body ran irregularly under Wuxin's control.

Wuxin slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sign, which was still the B2 training ground.

"It's not an illusion? I didn't feel any abnormal chakra. Even if there is an abnormal chakra, my illusion solution should be able to break it.

Is it really just a simple change of the signboard?"

Wuxin looked at the signboard and muttered to himself.

"No, the training ground here is deserted. Who would have the time to change the signboard here?

Besides... Murayama Yuto can even use A-level illusions at will, which shows that his illusion level is superb.

Could it be that my solution is too conventional?"

Wuxin thought for a moment, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He quickly took out a kunai from the ninja tool bag behind his waist and stabbed it into his thigh without hesitation.

Puff!

As the blood splashed out of his thigh and the piercing pain, Wuxin felt a sense of relief. The signboard and the training ground environment in his eyes fluctuated like a mirage, and turned into the C3 training ground that Wuxin was familiar with.

The jonin teacher, Yuto Murayama, stood next to the sign, with his left hand around his chest, his right hand on his left arm, holding a pocket watch, and staring at the time.

"Is it really an illusion!?"

Wuxin was stimulated by the pain, and the illusion was broken. After seeing Yuto Murayama, he did not feel a trace of joy, but was shocked.

He was tortured by such an illusion for nearly twenty minutes! Compared with this, Wuxin would rather not find the designated location because the sign was changed.

"Nine o'clock, on time again"

Yuto Murayama, who was standing next to the sign, looked at Wuxin's eyes, understood that Wuxin had broken the illusion, complained reluctantly, and slowly put away the pocket watch.

After a moment of shock, Wuxin asked seriously:

"Teacher Yuto, what is this technique?"

"Ah, C-level illusion, this is not the technique. The effect is to make people mistakenly think that this place is an illusion of another place, just a trick."

Yuto Murayama's tone was a little disapproving.

"C-level illusion, this is not the technique? Such an illusion has misled me for so long?"

Wuxin originally thought it was some advanced illusion, but it turned out to be C-level, a technique of the Chunin level, and his face looked a little ugly.

Murayama Yuto showed an understanding expression on his face, and gently waved his hand to Wuxin, as if to indicate that it was not worth mentioning, and said with a smile:

"Don't be discouraged, the difficulty of learning the technique is C-level, but it does not represent the power of the technique.

My illusion ability is also well-known in the village."

"Teacher, you often tell me that ninjas need to be deterrent, and I think you seem to be quite humble."

Wuxin's right hand appeared a ball of light, and he performed the medical ninjutsu healing technique to heal the kunai wound on his right leg. After simply stopping the bleeding and relieving the pain, he removed the bandage and bandaged it simply.

"Ah, a ninja must have the power of intimidation, but being modest is also very important. Follow me."

Murayama Yuto replied perfunctorily, waved to Wuxin, and turned to walk into the training ground.

Wuxin followed Murayama Yuto's footsteps and walked toThe wooden stakes in the training ground. Yuto Murayama made a small jump in front of the wooden stakes, sat on the round wooden stakes about two meters high, and crossed his legs, looking very relaxed.

"Hey, Teacher Yuto, what are you doing?"

Wuxin was a little confused when he saw Yuto Murayama's lazy posture.

The promised illusion teaching, could it be that he would cast an illusion to mislead and torture himself?

"Illusions are very complicated. Wuxin, you have an understanding of soul-related ninjutsu, so you must have a talent for illusions."

Yuto Murayama spoke lightly, his posture was very relaxed, sitting on the wooden stakes, looking at Wuxin below, and then said:

"Illusions are techniques that attack the enemy's five senses and make them fall into illusions.

A skilled illusionist can even manipulate the flow of chakra in the enemy's brain nerves at will. It is a fighting method that requires high IQ and high combat literacy."

Wuxin listened attentively, his little face was very serious Zhen nodded and asked softly:

"Attack the five senses? I just recognized the wrong place because my eyes were blinded by the illusion?"

"Yes, you were blinded by my illusion.

I arrived only one minute earlier than you. After noticing your movements, I cast the magic of this place and the chakra covered the training ground.

When you stepped into the training ground, you fell into my illusion.

However, this is not a very clever technique, Wuxin, you are still not vigilant enough."

Murayama Yuto's face was rarely serious.

"Ahem..."

Wuxin felt a little embarrassed after being criticized. He coughed lightly and whispered:

"Teacher, why did I use the chakra confusion method to disrupt the chakra flow when I noticed something was wrong, but still failed to break this technique?"

"How can the illusion I cast be so easy to break?

After judging that you are trapped in an illusion, the chakra confusion method is useless, and you should immediately use other methods to break it."

Murayama Yuto warned, and then said:

"Illusions are very complicated. My illusions are pretty good, but there is still a big gap when facing some truly powerful illusionists.

For example, those pupil magicians who are good at visual illusions have already fallen into the illusion silently when you look into the eyes of the other party.

Or illusionists who specialize in hearing have already been trapped when they hear the other party's voice.

The same is true for touch, smell, and taste. If you accidentally touch, smell, or eat the food provided by the enemy..."