Сhapter 36

"This is polygon number twenty-three. As long as our team does not disband, for one reason or another, it will be assigned to us… From this day on, we will conduct all team training here. Therefore, I hope that you have already managed to remember the route to this place. - The man began to explain absolutely calmly, casting a not very pleased glance towards the slightly out of breath Inuzuka. - Now you will have a test, during which you will have to tie me up with a fight for... say, five minutes, not allowing me to approach those pillars over there. Natsabushi-sensei continued without hesitation, pointing in the direction of the three makiwaras dug into the ground.

At the same time, the distance to them was not so significant. A full-fledged Jounin, which our sensei was, will be able to overcome these miserable couple of hundred meters in a matter of moments… And Pus Sensei is unlikely to do this, completing his own test in a couple of moments, but we still don't have much chance of winning this game. Unless, of course, Sensei himself wants to lose to us... the difference between a junin and simple genins is too great. So after all, within the framework of this test, you will not be able to manage in any special way. Sensei himself insists on a head-on collision.

- You can consider them your conditional customers, whose lives you need to save at any cost. I will act as a renegade shinobi, which you need to restrain until reinforcements arrive. You are not limited in means and techniques – the main thing is, do not let me get close to the logs ... - The teacher continued to explain, again casting a glance in the direction of Inuzuka… Tom didn't like our classmate, oh, he didn't like her. - As soon as the kunai I threw falls to the ground, we begin the battle. - Without giving us time to prepare, the teacher announced, taking out the usual kunai from his pouch…

That after a couple of moments he flew into the air, forcing Akita and me and her ninken to stand in combat positions purely by reflex. The thrown kunai was already perceived as an attack somehow reflexively, but a somewhat sudden fight with a full-fledged jounin and without any weapons in front of my eyes excited the blood, forcing me to focus almost instantly on the enemy, entering a kind of combat mode… Well, or just setting up for a fight, to put it in simple terms.

And what pleased me was that Inuzuka, with whom I was to become the vanguard of our squad, somehow abruptly forgot about our differences, just like myself, focusing on sensei. And Izumi was not at a loss, shifting slightly to the side and clearly not going to rush into close combat. He would rather try to drive Sensei into genjutsu, throwing all sorts of iron from his own pouches at the same time ... Maaa, and studying at the academy still bears fruit. The guys and I quickly sorted out the roles that suited us, promising, against all odds, to show good teamwork…

Well, or I thought, exactly until the moment when the teacher's kunai did not stick into the ground, and the teacher himself did not jerk in our direction ... he pulled very quickly, I want to note. Iruka-sensei did not develop such a speed during our sparring sessions, and his first blow, which fell exactly on me, could not be called weak. Despite the fact that I had taken a fairly stable position in advance, and the blow itself fell on my block... But in the end, I was still blown away in the most banal way. Because of what the little Inuzuka was left alone with the teacher for a few moments…

And even ninken, who rushed to help the girl, did not help her in any way, because of which I myself saw fresh, arterial blood of my friend in a moment ... a friend who in a matter of moments lost her whole life in her gaze, flooding everything around with a thick stream of blood from an open throat… It seemed that a couple of drops of the liquid so familiar to me even reached me, bringing with it a persistent smell of fresh blood ... Too persistent and homogeneous smell of blood…

- Kai! I barked, stopping all the chakra flows in my body at once, thereby applying the only technique of fighting genjutsu known to me... And this helped me to remove the obsession from myself, somehow reflexively sending a couple of shurikens towards our sensei. And he was really fighting with my unwitting partner right now, frankly crowding her, but it hadn't come to wounds yet.

Yes, and the girl's ninken showed itself in all its glory, greatly preventing juninou from focusing his onslaught on one object… Although, Tom already had to fight with a big eye on our little Yamanaka, who threw a throwing iron at sensei, and, it seems, continuously tried to take him into his genjutsu. Well, it's good that the guys didn't pass during my short absence… It's time for me to show why Sensei shouldn't have turned his back on me so frivolously.

Yes, I failed to react properly to his first attack, allowing him to drive himself into a nightmare of illusion, but this will not happen again. I have already accelerated my chakra to the maximum possible for myself, while not forgetting to properly nourish my muscles and ligaments with such life-giving energy. Because of that, now I was not so much inferior in speed to our sensei. And now I had more than enough reaction to fully evaluate his movements.... Completely unusual and unfamiliar movements to me, which was somewhat unsettling, but I still did not allow myself to remain in the dark any longer.

Which almost immediately bore fruit – the teacher was distracted by me, thereby exposing himself to my partner… That I still managed to hurt the man, bringing down a couple of my blows on him while he was busy reflecting my carcass flying at him. However, this pair of blows did not bring us much advantage. And Inuzuka was sent on a short flight after a couple of moments... with an addition in the form of genjutsu, apparently. And I myself missed a very painful poke in the thigh, not expecting such a sharp and quick blow performed by the teacher…

Yeah, it was quite problematic to fight with a person who is able to spin in space no worse than a snake in a frying pan. And when the teacher focused all his attention on me, there was no time for jokes at all. Even if the man did not go beyond the speed limits of just a good chunin, but his movements and fighting style in general still remained too complicated for my understanding, which is why I kept getting painful blows from one side or the other. At the same time, we were running around a small clearing all the time, which only caused my attention to dissipate more, and I myself had to make sure that the enemy did not lure me into a trap.… Or maybe I didn't stumble over some root or other bump on the ground.

It was hard, and after a couple of sensei's punches flew into my temple, I felt really sad… Everything swam before my eyes, and it became more and more difficult to maintain the pace of the battle. But if Sensei thought that I could be disabled in this way, then he was very wrong. I could tolerate pain even too well, and the adrenaline raging in my blood simply did not allow me to give up so easily…

Well, I didn't even slow down in speed, even though I noted to myself that after this fight, most likely there won't be a single living place left on me… Sensei did not spare, showering my carcass with very painful blows to vulnerable places throughout the body. I even got in the adam's apple once, starting to naturally suffocate... which I was able to cope with quickly enough and continue the fight...

I didn't even think about any techniques or tricks at that moment. I was too focused on the battle with Sensei, which took away all my strength and attention. I even started to look around at some point less, fully focusing on not missing sensei's extra blows, instead inflicting as much damage as possible on him. Still, Liszt's style did not imply a battle from defense, and I was not going to improvise in that situation, relying entirely on the bundles of punches and lunges hammered into my reflexes…

However, my excessive concentration on the opponent in the end still came out sideways to me... I just missed the moment when a sensei clone appeared behind my back, knocking me down and depriving me of any opportunity to resist for a couple of moments. Because of which, as a result, my hands were wrung, at the same time knocking one of them out of the shoulder joint… It hurts to the point of gnashing teeth. And such an injury somehow does not have any extra resistance....