Oleg Orlov is a genius who has risen right to the top with the help of his trade. He became a new important figure in the established world. But the stupid mistake of the employees sent the young guy to another world, that's just... Only he woke up in a place where his life would hang by a thread at every step. The modern world has sunk into oblivion, leaving behind only a huge amount of knowledge. But with the system, Oleg has a chance to survive and not only...
After completing his trip to the subordinate, Sora went to the next place of his goals. The gloomy weather approached a little more, that it was about to rain, which could turn into a trembling downpour in a few seconds.
People he didn't know were talking noisily about something, speeding up their pace. No one wanted to get caught in bad weather. Everyone was going to wait it out in warmth and comfort, only the only ones who are Shinobi also moved steadily, as if nothing was happening.
In a few minutes at his own pace, Sora reached the library. Unfortunately, it was closed, even the familiar aunt was not observed nearby.
- Ha ... - exhaling, he once again examined the space surrounding him. Recently, the alley, filled to the brim, lost its life. The remaining people could be counted on the fingers of one hand. There was no surveillance as such, only such a boy could make a conclusion without seeing further than his nose.
Sora did not guess, but with a slight smile went to the place where Kakashi was supposed to be waiting for him. He was already torn inside with feelings from the expectation of the upcoming duel.
The girl hiding in the next alley that Sora passed was closely watching his every move. Over the past two months, she has not found anything interesting, she has written off mysterious connections with the increasingly popular merchant only for luck. The child is already unlucky in life, the loss of his relatives and the loss of memory, he should be lucky at least someday.
She lit a cigarette before it started raining and went deep into the alley, where she disappeared into the shadows as if she had never been there. Only the ashes left lying on the cold ground were the only sign of an extraneous presence.
Sora reached the forty-one platform, which has become quite native in these two months. So much blood was spilled, so many injuries were received here, so many screams of pain flew out of his mouth...
A cool wind blew over the boy, throwing back the hair that had already grown back in a couple of months. Small droplets from the sky were added to it. The weather has finally started its battle.
Iguru came to the beginning of the training area, which looks like an arena because of the trees surrounding it. On the other side, a second boy appeared, waiting for his rival all this time, hiding on the other side of the trees.
- You weren't in a hurry! - he shouted, taking out a kunai from his bag. For more effect, he spun it on his index finger, putting it immediately in the palm of his hand.
- I had to drop by somewhere! You know I'm a busy man..." Sora replied, intending to rush towards the opponent.
- You have no other classes besides the library and school. What could you be doing? It doesn't matter though, I've been wanting to fight you seriously for a long time.
Iguru again remembered the precepts of the strongest, which he had the good fortune to read in the library. Power can be acquired in different ways, but one of the most effective ways is a battle. The Shinobi of this world are advancing in the hierarchy of power. To become famous and strong, you need to kill a person above yourself, which has been traced in history. There were other ways, too, but those were just an appendage to the battles, something like perseverance and talent.
"Does it make sense for you to fight against me?" I am much weaker than you, the more you are able to use the chakra, which already gives you an advantage in our battle.
Sora was stalling for time. The battle was inevitable. While the wind was gaining momentum along with the rain, he was already calculating his escape routes. It was impossible to rely on luck when every injury at this stage of the force could be fatal. It was also necessary to use your retreat correctly, because you can leave a trap in those places. Although Hatake's special premonition made him suffer, it was possible to bypass this feature. It remains only to force the enemy to act according to a scenario that ensures him victory or defeat, but without consequences.
Sora gripped the kunai from behind his back as tightly as possible in his hand. The smell of metal mixed with the aroma of the soil, beginning to gradually become soft. And when the next drop flew by the very eye, Sora saw in it how a broken white line spread out over the forest, after which both moved towards each other.
Kakashi reached the center much earlier, after which he began to dominate the fight. Having captured most of the territory, all the ways of the opponent were open to him, to which he could react earlier. But it was still necessary to hold on to this center. Shurikens flew into it, between which kunai got mixed up. They had to finally cut off the moving target.
- Pathetic attempts ... - Hatake grinned, leaving from under the line of attack. At the same time, carefully watching the opponent's hands.
- Are you sure? - Sora's raised eyebrow, Kakashi didn't exactly see, but the way another batch of sharpened metal flew at him, which to his surprise is difficult to get on the market. And this incompetent gets him in huge batches...
Kakashi continued to move in a circle from the attacks, but at one point, when the next party was approaching him, those who were on the ground with one jerk tore into Hatake's back. There was no time to be surprised, he tried to avoid only those that could affect him, so already five shurikens and two kunai pierced his back and legs. So far, nothing terrible has happened, but this battle had to be ended. The wounds were not deep, but they will still do their job.
Hatake rushed forward at the enemy, folding the seals. Because of this, Sora was even scared, but when he felt the trembling under his feet, he calmed down a little. He remembered that in the hands of this young guy there was not such a large repertoire of techniques, and two of them were earthen.
- Doton: Tsuchi Nami no Jutsu! Kakashi shouted for his opponent. He knew that he was superior to him, so he gave him the opportunity to respond in this way.
Sora was already prepared for the consequences of the technique even without these shouts. At the moment when the waves on the ground went in his direction, he made a jump to the side and up. Risked what the young genius took advantage of. The latter, walking right behind the waves, took out his opponent in the air with several shurikens, some even entered deep into the muscles, responding with severe pain.
No matter how ignoring would not be pumped, but at the moment the level is too small.
- Damn! - the guy landed on his back, making several turns on the ground, leaving immediately from Hatake's attacks.
Getting to his feet, he wrapped his right arm around his left, which was hanging like a dead weight. There was a pair of shuriken sticking out of it, blood was streaming from those places, mixing with the increasing pressure of the rain.
"You're not kidding... Iguru said, writhing in pain. The desire to give up was strong, but pride did not allow him to give up his positions so easily.
- Just like you.
Kakashi answered calmly, as if he had not recently received significant damage in the back. Feeling the deterioration of the weather, he decided to end this fight, which Sora did not follow. At the moment of the approach of the first to the second, several smoke bombs fell to the ground. The space was covered with white smoke, preventing you from reaching your goal.
But Sora began to throw with his whole hand everything that came under his arm in the direction where he had last seen Hatake. He could not see the results of his actions, but jumping out of the smoke, he was met with a punch in the gut. He bent over, spitting drool forward.
- It was a little dangerous, but you only delayed the inevitable, - Hatake stood over the almost defeated enemy, who continued to resist on trembling legs. "you'd better give up before it's too late. I know you don't want to lose, but there's no other way. Your progress is still not enough to defeat me.
- Hah, how did you speak, - Sora straightened up, his gaze was fixed on the cold eyes of his comrade. Both were already being doused by waves of rain, but only the dark guy was trembling from this. "I thought you knew me."
- I know, that's why I propose to surrender.
- No, this word will never come out of my mouth! You'd say exactly the same thing. It's better to die than admit defeat. - memories from the past world began to pop up in the guy's head, where bandits and Atlanteans, who supported the entire economy, tried to break him at the very beginning of the journey. He was also on his knees covered in blood, but he never gave up. He went to his goal through threats and attempts, taking a position far above.
- Eh, and I'm still hoping for something.
Sora tried to kick Kakashi, but accidentally slipped, and instead of hitting the body, hit him right in the head. The blow wasn't too strong, but he definitely managed to shake the genius.
The last thing he saw was a jerk in his direction and a blow to the head. The boy's body collapsed into the mud, leaving only one of them on his feet. Kakashi looked at his friend, who, despite all his coldness, tried to be closer than anyone. Now this annoying guy was lying in blood on the wet warm ground, drenched in icy rain.
- Our next serious fight will be radically different from this one...
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