On the fierce battlefield, Munashi Jinpachi and his Shadow Clones were locked in a desperate struggle, exchanging blows back and forth.
However, one corner of the battlefield was completely out of place with such a scene.
"How is this possible!"
Seeing the obedient Samehada in Ren's hand, Suikazan Fuguki, who was usually calm in any situation, instantly widened his eyes and shouted in disbelief.
He never expected that the Ninja Sword he had used for so many years would suddenly betray him.
"Nothing is impossible."
Ren swung the Samehada in his hand twice, then pointed it at his opponent and chuckled.
"Come on, let's go again!"
After Ren finished speaking, he flew out, crossing half the field in the blink of an eye, the raised Samehada, with its dense, open spikes, whistling down towards its former owner.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this, Suikazan Fuguki dared not be careless; he knew the power of Samehada, so he quickly formed hand seals, and the hair behind him immediately lengthened and blocked in front of him.
Samehada was blocked by the hardened hair, but Ren was not flustered at all; he directly pulled out two Exploding Tags from his Ninja tool pouch with his other hand and threw them onto the hair, then immediately retreated.
Feeling the opponent's footsteps moving away, Suikazan Fuguki, thinking he had forced Ren to retreat, was about to retract his hair when he noticed several sheets of paper glowing with white light floating down from the sky, continuously appearing and falling.
"Hmm?!"
Suikazan Fuguki's expression changed drastically, and he was about to retreat, but it was too late.
"Boom boom boom boom!!"
The huge roar instantly attracted the attention of everyone present; both sides stopped fighting, their gazes all focused on the rolling black smoke.
After a few breaths, the sound of the explosion began to weaken, and after a moment, as the smoke dissipated, silence returned to the area, revealing a charred figure lying motionless on the ground.
Seeing their comrade's death, the three, including Biwa Jūzō, instantly felt their scalps tingle; they looked at each other for a moment, all of them already having the thought of retreating.
Suddenly, dozens of figures rushed out from the nearby jungle, and more continued to appear, all wearing Konoha headbands.
"Damn it, the Konoha guys are here!"
Seeing this, Biwa Jūzō and the others no longer hesitated; they directly shouldered their Ninja Swords and turned to fly back in the direction they came from.
In this situation, forget about the mission; they would be burning incense if they could return alive.
"That damned brat!"
Looking at the figure carrying Samehada behind him, the killing intent in Biwa Jūzō's eyes seemed to be overflowing.
Last time, he stole his Kubikiribocho, causing him to be wildly discussed and mocked behind his back by those guys in the Village, and this time he ruined their operation.
Now, not only was the mission not completed, but they also suffered heavy losses.
The Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist were all dispatched, directly losing more than half of their members, and four Ninja Swords were taken; although they could be summoned back, this time, punishment would be secondary, but they truly lost a lot of face, and in the Village from now on, they would be disgraced.
Meanwhile, Ren did not pursue them; instead, he dispelled his Shadow Clone and turned to come to Dai's side, squatting down while his hands began to glow green, placing them on his arms and other areas to begin healing.
Even with the Seventh Gate, the burden on Dai was considerable; after an intense battle, coupled with the side effects, Ren intended to use Medical Ninjutsu to make him feel better.
Noticing the Konoha Ninja reinforcements surrounding them, Ren did not even lift his head and said,
"I am Konoha Jonin Hoshimi Ren, my ID is in my upper pocket; I'll explain the specific situation after I save him."
"Yes, Jonin-sama."
"Hmm."
As soon as Ren finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was off; he quickly looked up and saw a familiar face, holding a sword, with a small scar at the corner of his mouth, looking at him with a teasing expression.
"Holy crap!"
Seeing the other person, Ren directly blurted out an expletive and shouted in shock,
"Hayama!"
That's right, the person who came was Hayama Shirokyma, Ren's teammate; at this time, he had also changed compared to their last meeting, with a small scar appearing at the corner of his mouth, and he looked even more composed; since their separation in the Land of Rain last time, Ren hadn't seen these friends for a long time.
"Long time no see, Ren."
Hayama sheathed his sword, inserting it into the scabbard on his back, then took two steps forward and squatted beside him, speaking softly,
"How is it, is Dai-senpai alright?"
"He's fine, he just might need to rest for three to five days."
After Ren finished speaking, he stood up, the green light on his hands dissipated, and he turned to look at the two people who had been waiting nearby, carrying a stretcher, and smiled.
"Then, the rest is up to you."
"It's our duty."
Watching Dai being carried away on the stretcher, Ren's gaze finally turned to Hayama, and he said excitedly,
"Hayama, have you been transferred here? What about Ryufeng? What about Captain Shinnosuke? Are they here too?"
Ren's questions came like a barrage, and Hayama instantly felt his head ache; he put one hand on his forehead and looked at Ren, saying helplessly,
"Don't rush; I've been transferred here, Captain Shinnosuke is still on the battlefield in the Land of Rain, as for Ryufeng..."
Before he could finish speaking, a whooshing sound suddenly came from the nearby forest, and then several figures appeared on the clearing with the Instantaneous Body Technique; the one leading them took a few steps forward, his eyes with three tomoe slowly rotating, and looking at Hayama who had turned his head, he said in a deep voice,
"Hayama, what's the situation here... Hmm?!"
He had only spoken half of his sentence when Ren walked out from behind Hayama; seeing the other person, he was instantly stunned, his blood-red eyes widened directly, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
"Ya-hoo, Ryufeng!"
Ren cheered, using the Instantaneous Body Technique to arrive close by, and then, under the astonished gazes of those around him, he directly gave the other person a big hug.
"How are you, did you miss me?"
The person who came was Ryufeng; compared to two months ago, he had a more sharp killing aura about him, his right hand gripping the hilt of the sword behind him for a long time without letting go, his face became somewhat blank, staring blankly ahead, clearly greatly shocked.
At this moment, Ren's hug directly brought him back to his senses; noticing the strange looks around him, he quickly struggled and shouted,
"Bastard, let me go first."
Ren released him upon hearing that, then hooked his arm around the other's neck, chuckling,
"Hey, hey, when did you guys come here? I missed you so much."
"Last month."
Ryufeng struggled twice more, seeing he couldn't break free, then casually rolled his Byakugan and no longer paid attention.
"That's great, I've been transferred here too, so we can fight side by side again!"
Ren looked at the two of them and couldn't help but sigh.
Indeed, life is unpredictable; no one expected that the three of them would meet again under such circumstances.