Red sand dust

"As long as you don't come here to ask questions, that's fine!" 』

Daimaru's anxious heart calmed down a little.

Temari, who had a bad temper, was able to suppress her anger, and it seemed that she had changed a lot during this time.

Although the blonde lady in the past was also a calm and wise tactician, once she was angered, she would not hesitate to take action.

"I have grown up a lot, in all aspects..."

Daimaru said with a slightly relaxed smile,

"Now that the new Feng Ying's family members have to pay attention to their image, they can no longer hit people easily..."

"No need for you to teach me..."

Temari interrupted Daimaru's teasing words angrily, took out the storage scroll she had prepared and handed it over.

"Sign for it quickly!"

"After all, I am also the employer who issued the task, so can't I give you a good look?"

"This is not included in the mission requirements!"

"If I had known earlier, I would have added the terms of smiling service..."

Daimaru said with regret.

I don't know who assigned the task. Even though it is some very valuable materials and parts, it doesn't require a powerful ninja like Temari to escort it, right?

As if aware of Daimaru's doubts, Temari took the receipt signed by Daimaru and said:

"I asked Gaara to let me go. It's really hard to walk such a long way against the wind and sand..."

"Gaara has grown up very fast. He has learned to assign tasks with low risk but rich rewards to those close to him to use his power for personal gain..."

As Daimaru spoke, the smile on his face was bright. There was a bang, the dull sound of a heavy object hitting the flesh, and the whistling sound of the three-star fan cutting through the air could not catch up with the speed of the swing.

Daimaru, who was hit in the arm, rolled and fell from the top of the hill, with smoke and dust billowing all the way. After settling, a nearly half-meter-deep ravine was revealed, and Daimaru lay sprawled at the end.

"The mission is completed. You are no longer my employer. We have to settle our accounts!"

Temari, who raised her eyebrows and showed a fierce expression, had one hand on her hips and the other hand holding the three-star fan with an iron handle that looked very powerful, eager to try it in the direction of Daimaru.

"Before you take action... don't say anything, let me prepare..."

Daimaru, who was lying on the ground with his head tilted, sank into the ground like melted black oil. Immediately, several identical Daimaru stood up from the ground.

"What if I get hurt?"

"Are you okay? You are very skilled in using illusions. You have already expected to have a fight with me!"

Temari opened her three-star fan and swung it suddenly. In an instant, there was a strong wind and sand, and the rising sand was carried by the wind blade and shot forward, shattering countless illusion clones.

Unfortunately, such a blow had no effect. The fragments gathered and merged, turning into more clones, staggering around the top of the hill.

"Kasumi Servant's Jutsu is a low-level illusion that a genin can master. In the right environment, it can produce better effects than high-level ninjutsu..."

"So much nonsense!"

The arc-shaped blade generated by Wind Release and Kamaitatsu spread out in all directions, like an expanding tornado hurricane, shattering everything around it.

Temari, who is very different from Daimaru's ninjutsu style, is indeed very powerful in terms of large-scale attack capabilities.

Although the genjutsu clone can regenerate, it will be broken if all the chakra fluctuations are defeated.

In addition, Daimaru used the polarized killing formation derived from Wind Release to deal with Temari who was also proficient in Wind Release, and the effect was probably not very good.

Fortunately, Daimaru is not only good at genjutsu and wind escape, he is also a capable puppet master. As it happens, he also has one or two very powerful puppets.

Temari, who was looking for Daimaru's body, suddenly raised the fan handle and knocked it down, knocking back the long steel tail that sneaked up from the ground. Then she gathered strength and swung the three-star fan diagonally downward.

"Wind Release: Great Scythe Weasel!"

A violent storm fell from the sky, cutting away two or three meters of the small sand dunes. The ferocious appearance of the Hirauko hidden underground finally appeared in front of Temari.

"Is this a human puppet?"

Over the past year or so, Temari, who has watched others improve by leaps and bounds, has not done anything. She specializes in wind release, but she is more able to take advantage of the powerful attack power of wind release ninjutsu.

However, the powerful ninjutsu, which could cut down the entire forest and scrape the bottom three feet, fell on Fei Liuhu, making the sound of gold and iron clashing, but failed to break through its defense.

Without the cover of the black red cloud imperial robe, the crimson liquid that was infected by Daimaru's symbiotic cell mass turned into deep black, showing a terrifying terror.

Temari had long heard of the horrors of human puppets, and this was the first time she saw the real thing.

"Your ninjutsu makes too much noise, it might scare the people in the camp over there!"

Unable to determine the exact location of Daimaru's words, Hirauko did not stop attacking. The ugly mouth opened to an exaggerated extent, and a large amount of Senbonmakure was shot out continuously, towards Temari who jumped in the air.

She held her fan in front of her and used it as a shield to knock down thousands of books. Temari was about to turn around and attack again when she suddenly noticed a figure appearing behind her, but she had no time to adjust her defensive posture.

"Whether it's underground, on the ground, or in the sky, you can't escape my attack net, especially in the sky, which is more suitable for me to perform!"

Temari, who was so anxious that she could do nothing, felt as if the air around her was being driven by a powerful blower. It suddenly condensed, and then quickly dispersed. Between the retraction and expansion, Temari had nowhere to rely on, and she could not even maintain her basic balance. .

When he realized something was wrong, he was enveloped in a surging blue halo, and Daimaru lost no time in grabbing Temari's wrist.

"Wind Release: Gale Wind Palm!"

Temari, who was captured by the secret technique of Flashing Crystal Wave, was at a disadvantage of being unable to fly. In aerial combat, if she could not keep up with her opponent's movements, she could only be passively beaten.

Daimaru, who had already showed mercy, fired a violent compressed air bomb from his palm, ejecting Temari downwards, falling into the soft sand, and then being entangled by Hirauko's giant steel tail.

Temari was struggling and wanted to resist, but Daimaru tied her hands with star puppet strings.

"Just vent your anger. If the fight continues, someone might come to check! You don't want anyone to see the two of us fighting, right? Maybe some weird rumors will be made up..."

"Without you making trouble, how could there be rumors?"

Temari was still unconvinced. She didn't know whether she didn't believe Daimaru's words or was angry because she lost so easily.

"There is something wrong with me, but it's not what I want to see if it spreads..."

I still have to blame the lack of spiritual life in Sand Hidden Village, and there are too many people sitting around and waiting to eat.