Chapter 170 Ling: I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.

Ling had long known that, unlike Uzumaki, who was good at sealing techniques and preferred attack rather than defense, the Senju clan had always been a ninja clan that tended to be peaceful.

If both clans moved to an environment that was unsuitable for survival, the Uzumaki clan would use sealing techniques to force themselves to adapt to the environment, or force the environment to adapt to them, but the harsh environment would not change fundamentally.

The Senju clan, on the other hand, not only adapt to the environment but also use their own abilities to make the environment fundamentally suitable for survival - the same applies to war.

Therefore, he was very clear that with the amount of chakra of the Senju clan, if they used water or earth jutsu at all their strength, they could easily change the battlefield between the two sides and switch the offense and defense.

If it was before, it would be fine. As long as I could see the surroundings clearly, adjust the chakra under my feet in time and quickly escape by using the high ground, I could easily deal with it. But now...

Ling frowned even more tightly. His calves had been swallowed up by the muddy ground because he failed to adjust his chakra in time, and were forced to move in an unknown direction.

Ling condensed his chakra again, and before more of his body was swallowed up by the earth wave, he pulled out his calves and stepped onto the earth wave that was as surging as the sea and made it difficult to stay.

【This is really troublesome. 】

Ling sighed inwardly at his bad luck. Ever since he became blind, he had been using perception ninjutsu to sense the outside world, but perception ninjutsu was actually very easy to be interfered with. When his body was filled with huge amounts of chakra, all the information he sensed would be mixed up and impossible to distinguish.

And now, this earth escape ninjutsu released by an unknown Senjutsu was even more troublesome for him. If it was those guys from the Land of Water who could use chakra to fill the mist, he could just sense them through the ground. Although it was troublesome, it still had a certain combat capability. But now...

Ling tried his best to stabilize his body and couldn't help but sigh. He had been a little slack because of the perception ninjutsu and the summoned beasts. As a result, he couldn't even deal with such a simple situation...

[It's really embarrassing. It seems that I have to think of a way to deal with this situation after returning this time... Otherwise, there is really no way to continue on the front battlefield——Huh? ]

It was Hashirama who grabbed Ling's wrist holding the knife and pulled Ling out.

Ling was even dragged away by Hashirama for a long distance because of his incomprehension and shock, but he quickly shook off Hashirama's hand and, using the diffuse perception that simply consumed chakra, jumped onto a building that had not been completely submerged, and spoke in a firm voice, "...Do you know what you are doing?"

Hashirama took a deep breath and clenched his fists to give himself courage, "I'm helping you."

Ling was silent. Although he had only lived for fifteen years so far, this was the first time he felt that his brain was not enough - listen to what the boy opposite was saying?

help him?

...are you serious?

Ling frowned fiercely and clenched his staff knife - although he always talked to his opponents about helping each other and was willing to make some compromises with other tribes for the common good, if it really involved a mission conflict, he would definitely kill them without hesitation.

Even though Uzumaki Yi always tells others how good his personality is and how interesting his actions are, he would not be stupid enough to show mercy to himself when there is a conflict between the two tribes - that's another matter in private.

[Could it be that this child's brain was damaged after being taken away by Yi last time...]

Ling unconsciously clicked the handle of the knife, wondering whether he should defend himself before taking action.

Seeing that Ling didn't respond, Hashirama became bolder. He raised his voice slightly and said, "Like you, I don't want to harbor ill will towards others. That's why I wanted to talk to you when I first met you a few years ago. I think if it's you, you will definitely understand me. After all, we all yearn for peace!"

Ling's fingers clasped the knife handle even harder - he wasn't, he didn't, don't talk nonsense.

Hashirama looked around, let out a long breath, and also stepped onto the ruins, but carefully stood on the corner opposite Ling, "You must also think that the war between the two sides is meaningless, right?"

Hearing this, Ling finally changed his posture, leaning on his staff and sword to face Hashirama, his expression showing more interest, "That's true... After all, hatred between ninjas is really meaningless, just like you never hate a weapon, you only hate the person holding the weapon.

But it is also a pity that the only failure of the ninja is that he is fundamentally a human being, not an object, and humans cannot completely abandon emotions, so there is so much useless hostility and hatred. "

"That's it. We're meeting for the first time, but we have to kill each other just because of our names!" Hashirama seemed to have found a soulmate, and even took a step forward excitedly, "Isn't this too stupid? So--"

Ling looked confused, "Why do you say that?"

"……Eh?"

"Do you think being a ninja is a very meaningful profession?" Ling used his chakra to sense his surroundings, memorizing the commanding heights that separated him from the earth waves, and planning his route. "The meaning of a ninja's existence is to be a tool of war, a weapon that acts for the selfish desires of others. It is wrong to pursue meaning as a ninja."

"So this kind of meaningless thing should be stopped! As long as everyone works together and can understand each other, peace will definitely come!"

"Then how will your clan survive?"

Hashirama was stunned, not understanding why Ling asked this question. He frowned and thought for a moment before speaking, "Of course, the ninjas will be the main force to undertake the mission..."

"If your understanding of peace is only this shallow, then there is no need to continue discussing this topic." Ling chuckled and reconfirmed whether the scroll and scabbard on his back were tied properly. "Like I said just now, ninjas are tools of war. As long as ninjas still exist and continue to perform their duties, there will be no peace that you expect.

Well, the pleasant chat time is over... It's rare to attack a position like this, I want to fight with a stronger person - can you please scream louder? Simple massacre is really not pleasant. "

Hashirama wanted to say something, but the swift blade had already slashed towards him, cutting off the forehead protector on his head, and choking all his words back into his throat. He then looked at Ling, still standing there without any hostility or even any murderous intent, smiling gently -

"Hashirama, if you don't try to escape, you're really going to die, okay?"