Chapter 107 Successful capture

More than ten minutes later.

Somewhere in the forest.

Shafeng's low voice suddenly came.

"Wind Style: Great Scythe Weasel Technique!"

The strong wind swept, and the surrounding trees rose from the ground. The dense vacuum blades flew everywhere, plowing a few feet deep gullies on the ground.

And in the storm, a figure flashed rapidly, constantly dodging the vacuum blades from all directions.

This person was none other than Qingming.

Just now, because he was too aggressive, he accidentally fell into Shafeng's trap and was trapped in the opponent's ninjutsu.

At this time, he could only find a chance to escape.

However, before he ran far, Shafeng's familiar voice came again: "It's not easy to trap you, how can I let you leave easily, Fire Style: Explosive Fire Technique, burn it for me!"

"What? Fire Style!?"

Hearing the other party's words, Qingming's expression changed suddenly, and he immediately activated the Sharingan with all his strength and ran outside.

However, no matter how fast he was, he was not as fast as the spread of the flames.

As the saying goes, fire uses the wind, and wind helps fire.

When the ‘Wind Style: Great Scythe Weasel Technique’ and the ‘Fire Style: Explosive Fire Technique’ are combined, the power they exert far exceeds that of a single ninjutsu.

Obviously, this is Shafeng’s secret weapon.

Once this secret weapon was used, it achieved good results.

“No——”

In the storm, Qingming roared unwillingly, and then the whole person was engulfed by flames.

“Hu~Hu~”

Outside the coverage of the ninjutsu, Shafeng leaned on the three-star fan, panting, staring at the place where Qingming was engulfed by flames, and murmured: “Did it succeed?”

“Success? Hehe~”

As soon as Shafeng finished speaking, Qingming’s cold laugh came to his ears, and along with it, there was the sound of a sword piercing the air.

An extreme sense of crisis surged in his heart, and Shafeng had no time to think about it, and his body instinctively leaned to the right.

Puff~

The sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh sounded.

The dagger in Qingming's hand pierced Shafeng's left arm.

Then, he moved his mind, injected fire escape chakra into the dagger, and then lifted it up, cutting off half of Shafeng's arm.

A smell of burnt flesh and blood spread out, making Qingming frown.

Shafeng covered his broken arm and retreated rapidly in pain until he was three or four meters away, then he stopped.

Then he looked at Qingming and asked with gritted teeth: "Was that a shadow clone just now? When?"

Obviously, he wanted to ask when Qingming replaced the original body with a shadow clone.

However, Qingming didn't want to waste words with him, and his figure flashed and came directly in front of him.

Losing half of his arm, Shafeng's combat power was greatly reduced.

Unable to form a seal, he could only use physical skills and use the three-star fan to roughly release the power of wind escape chakra.

Unfortunately, these were useless to Qingming.

In less than two minutes, Qingming found an opportunity and used the "Genjutsu Sharingan" for the first time, successfully controlling the opponent.

The next thing was very simple. Qingming knocked the opponent unconscious, and then used the "Chakra Absorption Technique" to extract all the remaining chakra in his body.

Then, he used the "Healing Technique" to treat the wound on the broken arm for the opponent.

Although it had been charred by high temperature and no longer bleeding, in order to ensure the opponent's survival, he still spent chakra to treat it.

After doing all this, Qingming made a seal again and used the "Shadow Clone Technique" to separate a shadow clone.

Today he spent a lot of money, and the chakra consumed by using the "Shadow Clone Technique" continuously was not a little bit.

Fortunately, all this is worth it. As long as Shafeng is safely sent to the cave space and chakra is extracted once, today's losses can be easily made up.

According to his Sharingan observation, the opponent's chakra in full state is at least 8,000 points. According to the 60% conversion rate, that is nearly 5,000 points of chakra.

Such a large amount of chakra made Qingming's heart beat twice.

Forcibly calming his inner restlessness, Qingming said to the shadow clone beside him: "You set off now and send him back quickly."

"Yes."

The shadow clone responded softly, without saying much, carrying the unconscious Shafeng and left the place.

Qingming began to clean up the battlefield, erasing all traces that might arouse suspicion from others, ensuring that Shafeng's traces would not be noticed.

After doing this, Qingming did not stay any longer and immediately rushed to the previous battlefield.

If possible, he would like to catch a few more sand ninjas.

For him, the more 'chakra batteries', the better.

And that puppet master, it would be even better if he could catch him.

Thinking of this, Qingming couldn't help but speed up his pace.

However, when he returned to the battlefield, there was no one here except for the corpse of a Konoha ninja.

Qingming glanced at the corpse and found that it was his subordinate who had destroyed his hearing system.

Obviously, the other party did not survive in the end.

Just as Qingming was checking the corpse, a subtle sound suddenly came from the woods next to him.

Qingming suddenly stood up and shouted, "Who is there?"

"Captain, it's me!"

Kamijo Yoichi's somewhat weak voice came.

Then, the woods shook and Kamijo Yoichi walked out with a pale face.

The other party covered his lower abdomen, and blood could be seen flowing out between his fingers. It was obvious that he had suffered a serious injury.

The Sharingan in Qingming's pupils slightly enlarged, and he carefully looked at the other party up and down for a few times. After confirming that he was not an enemy in disguise, he stepped forward and said: "How are you? Where are the enemies?"

"Cough cough cough~"

Hearing this, Kamijou Yoichi coughed a few times and replied with a little effort: "A few minutes ago, they suddenly withdrew, and I don't know why."

"Withdrawn."

Qingming pondered for a moment and continued to ask: "Do you know which direction they went?"

Kamijo Yoichi pointed to the northwest.

"Area E12?"

Qingming frowned.

"Yeah."

Kamijo Yoichi nodded and said: "It's very likely."

Hearing this, Qingming fell into silence.

At this time, Kamijou Yoichi suddenly asked: "By the way, Captain, where is Shafeng?"

"Don't mention it, he escaped."

Qingming replied with a gloomy face.

Kamijo Yoichi did not doubt him.

Because he didn't think Qingming could kill a jonin, or that Qingming could force the other party to escape was beyond his expectation.

As for going further, he didn't even dare to think about it.

On the other side, after Qingming answered this question, although he didn't say anything on his face, his peripheral vision was paying attention to Kamijou Yoichi's expression.

If the other party had any doubts about his statement, he might kill them to silence them.

Although he would not kill innocent people indiscriminately, if the other party touched his core interests, he would not be merciful.

Fortunately, Kamijou Yoichi's performance was normal.

Qingming glanced at the other party's lower abdomen injury, and after confirming that it would not be fatal for the time being, he did not waste chakra to treat it.

Instead, he said directly: "You stay here for the time being and report our experience. I will go to E12 area to take a look."

"Okay, Captain!"

Kamijo Yoichi replied neatly.

"Okay, be careful yourself."

Qingming finally gave the other party a word, and then chased the direction where the Sand Village Chunin left and disappeared into the dense forest.

After he left, Kamijou Yoichi raised his bloody hands, performed summoning magic, summoned the parrot again, and began to explain the matters to be reported.