Hokage: I Use My Spiritual Power To Release Ninjutsu!

"Ta...ta...ta..."

Asuma stepped on the continuous blood and walked towards the masked man with steady steps.

The cigarette held in the corner of his mouth had been wiped out by the heavy rain unknowingly.

This is his decision!

Even though he knew he was about to die, he still walked towards death firmly!

As a son of the Hokage, he must not bring shame to his dead father;

As the teacher of three disciples, he cannot allow his disciples who have only been on the path of Jōnin for three years to suffer misfortune!

The mission failed, the Fire Country Daimyo was killed in front of his eyes, and the Daimyo Mansion was completely destroyed;

This pot is too big and heavy. No matter what, Asuma can't carry it!

He can only use his own death in battle to avoid harsh criticism from other big countries; to slow down the pressure on Konoha and give his three disciples a chance to survive!

"Ha...boring Will of Fire..."

Orochimaru glanced at Asuma, who was getting closer, and then at the three disciples crying behind him. A trace of nostalgia flashed across his pale face.

He recalled the scene in the Third Generation program where he and Tsunade were young, as well as Jiraiya:

Where the leaves are dancing, the fire is endless;

The fire will continue to illuminate the village and cause new leaves to sprout.

'Perhaps as a young man, you truly believe in the will of fire...'

Orochimaru thought of his teacher's kind appearance when he was young.

The teachers at that time had not yet been blinded by power and desire.

"Why did you seek death when you could have lived?"

Uchiha Feng stopped leaving and turned to look at Asuma, who looked determined and prepared to die.

"Tap...tap...!"

Asuma came ten meters away from the masked man, stopped his heavy steps, and spattered blood.

"Mask Man! My name is Asuma!"

"Sarutobi Asuma is the son of the Third Hokage, the Konoha Jōnin! He is also the guard ninja of the Daimyo of the Land of Fire!"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, and his face was full of pride.

I am extremely proud of my identity as a son of Hokage and as a Konoha Shinobi.

"You are good at killing the Fire Country's daimyo and a group of ministers, and destroying the daimyo's mansion. You have committed a heinous crime, and I will never let you leave!"

Asuma spoke firmly, holding the Feiyan Short Sword in both hands and raising it to his chest.

With the infusion of wind attribute Chakra, Feiyan begins to bloom with blue light;

And a wind blade composed entirely of Chakra was formed on the tip of the knife. It was extremely sharp and pointed directly at the masked man!

"Really? Even if you know you are not my opponent, do you still want to take action?"

Uchiha Feng looked at Asuma seriously, then looked at the three Ino people behind him, sighing secretly, already understanding everything.

But he still gave a final warning with a slightly cold voice:

"If you take action, there will be no turning back. Death will be your end."

Asuma in this world has experienced too many things and has long since lost the rebelliousness and unruliness of his youth;

Has grown into a qualified Konoha Elite Jōnin, and a steady and responsible teacher.

"Once you die, you will never see your beloved Yuhi Kurenai and... your unborn child!"

"Hahaha......"

Upon hearing this unexpected news, Asuma let out a hearty and relieved laugh.

He didn't know why the masked man knew this news, but at this moment, it was no longer important.

With the strength of the other party, it is absolutely impossible for him to lie to himself.

I will have a child. Although I will never be able to see it in person again, knowing this news is enough.

What a great joy!

"Thanks......"

Asuma's voice was as loud as a mosquito's, and he spat out these two words quickly.

The sound was so soft that Orochimaru and the others didn't hear it at all, being covered up by the heavy rain.

But with Uchiha Feng's keen hearing and spiritual consciousness, he could hear these two words very clearly.

"The Will of Fire...it's such an elusive thing..."

"Some things have to be done, some responsibilities have to be shouldered! Even if it means death!!"

"Mask man! Take the move!!"

Asuma looked solemn, and with the corner of his eye, he finally glanced at the disciple behind him, his eyes filled with deep reluctance;

Immediately, the Chakra on his feet suddenly erupted, and he rushed towards the masked man; the wind blade on the flying swallow in his hand suddenly extended:

"Chakra Sword Shinichimonji!"

Asuma held the flying swallow that bloomed with dazzling blue light, and quickly came to the masked man; he crossed his hands and formed a clear blue cross slash!

but! This blow is destined to fail!

The moment the blue slash landed one centimeter in front of Uchiha Feng, his figure disappeared; and suddenly appeared on the left side of Asuma!

A finger shining with green fluorescence, without Asuma being able to react or even notice it, lightly struck the opponent's left temple like lightning!

"Uh...ah..."

Asuma's body trembled suddenly as if struck by lightning, and he let out a painful groan.

"Pah..." Feiyan fell from his helpless hands, creating bloody waves in the pool of blood.

"Teacher Asuma!!!"

When Ino saw her teacher's stiff body and the fallen weapon, she could no longer suppress her grief-stricken voice and cried loudly.

Hearing the familiar disciple's voice, Asuma's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, using his last strength, he pleaded with difficulty:

"Also...please..."

"Let... let go..."

"I...my...three...three...disciples..."

His voice was choppy, and he could no longer say a complete sentence.

But with his amazing will and concern for his disciples, he finally expressed his suspicion completely.

He stared at the masked man with his eyes tightly, holding on for his last breath; only by waiting for the last answer could he swallow his last breath.

"As long as they don't attack me, there will be no danger."

Uchiha Feng looked at Asuma, who had only the last breath left in front of him, with complicated eyes, and said the last promise the other party wanted to hear.

"This... is good..."

Asuma's extremely weak voice stopped abruptly.

The pupils dilated and the eyes completely lost their luster.

The originally worried and anxious expression on his face was relieved after receiving the promise from the masked man.

A smile full of relief and nostalgia appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At the last moment of Asuma's life, the scene in his mind was a picture of him, Kurenai, and three disciples happily taking a photo...

"thump!"

Asuma's body fell backwards and hit the river of blood, slowly floating on the surface;

It drifts erratically with the turbulent current.

"Teacher Asuma!!!"

A hoarse shout sounded briefly, the voice full of pathos.

"Ino! Calm down! I know you're grieving, and so am I!"

"But don't make any more noise, don't let the teacher's sacrifice be in vain!"

Shikamaru covered Ino's mouth tightly, suppressing his grief and growled lowly.

If the masked man was upset enough to kill someone, then their teacher's sacrifice would be meaningless.

"Woo...Woo...Woo..."

Ino stopped struggling and looked at the body lying in a pool of blood with confused eyes. Tears burst out uncontrollably and she fell into silent crying...

"Ta...ta...ta..."

Orochimaru slowly walked to Asuma's body and looked down at the face that was very similar to his teacher:

"Where the leaves are flying, the fire will continue to grow; the fire will continue to illuminate the village and make new leaves sprout..."

This famous saying about the Will of Fire slowly came out of his mouth.

The voice was hoarse, but it also contained some special complex emotions.

Only he knows exactly what mood and thoughts Orochimaru had when he chanted this famous line...