The continuous attack of small fireballs formed a large cloud of dust and smoke, which enveloped Yan Liu who was waiting for the battle. If there were no special means, Yan Liu would die on the spot.

Unfortunately, Shuimu's wishful thinking was shattered before it even started. With nowhere to escape, Yan Liu did not sit still and wait for death. He held the hilt of the sword upside down with both hands, and then thrust it into the soil. His body began to spin rapidly, driving the blade to cut through the brittle soil. As the hilt vibrated, a large area of ​​land was turned upside down, facing the overwhelming small fireballs.

"Is there such an operation?"

Shuimu looked at the sudden change in astonishment. He didn't expect that swordsmanship could be used in this way.

In order to increase the attack area, and also because of the constraints of his own control ability, he had to reduce the attack power of the fireball, and then make up for the lack of power with quantity, but he did not expect that Yan Liu, who stepped on the ground with both feet, would directly use the soil to form a protective circle to block Shuimu's attack. If the fireball was more powerful, this move would be useless, and the exploding fireball would directly blow through this layer of protection. It was a pity that power and attack frequency could not be combined.

"If the fireball's attack power is too strong, it will be destroyed directly, but if it is too weak, it will be easily blocked. It is really difficult to deal with."

Yan Liu's move reminded Shui Mu of the Hyuga family's soft fist, Kaiten. In terms of power and defense, this blade version of "Kaiten" is far behind, but in this case, it is surprisingly useful against Shui Mu's attack.

After countless fireballs were poured out and the smoke from the explosions dissipated, Yan Liu, whose face was covered in dust, was revealed. The embarrassed swordsman panted and looked at the weak Shuimu Shadow clones. The land where he was standing had sunken a lot. The rubble formed by the collision of soil and flames and the explosion piled up in the outermost circle into a small earthen slope half a person's height.

"That's surprising. If the Jōnin of the Hidden Mist Village were as strong as you, that would be terrifying."

This person is much stronger than the Hozuki that Mizuki has seen. Not only in swordsmanship, but also in combat experience, he is much stronger than Hozuki. Judging from his attainments in swordsmanship alone, he is even stronger than the Hoshigaki Kisame that Mizuki has seen.

"Are all the Seven Kirigakure monsters of this level? I really don't understand how Might Dai, a Genin, could defeat the enemy with all the swords of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen. Is the Eight Gates of Ninjutsu really that powerful?"

The battle is not over yet, and it is not time to relax. After a short pause, Shuimu immediately started the next round of attack. However, Yan Liu, who took a breath, did not intend to suffer a second loss. He jumped up in an instant and came in front of the shadow clone who was forming a seal. A cold light flashed, and the shadow clone who was about to use ninjutsu turned into chakra smoke and disappeared.

"Oops, that was too close."

After destroying one shadow clone, Yan Liu used the same trick again. With a horizontal slash, he cut off the clone next to him. Using the recoil force, he moved sideways and stabbed straight with the tip of the sword, killing another shadow clone.

"He is totally powerless in a one-on-one confrontation. He is too strong. No wonder Hatake Sakumo is so famous. If a mage is approached by an assassin, he will lose 90% of his life."

The attack formation was broken, and the rhythm of the following battle was completely controlled by Yan Liu. He was pierced before he could even use his ninjutsu. He was besieged by three shadow clones but could not hold out for long. He even used his shadow clones as bait to die together with his opponent, but was avoided by his clever opponent.

"This kind of battle is too frustrating."

Shuimu thought with some resentment that although he did not try his best, he had not experienced such a passive battle for a long time.

Mizuki's shadow clones are getting fewer and fewer, and the situation is currently one-sided.

As Yan Liu attacked again, the light blue chakra shield was pierced. Although the defense was broken, it at least blocked the attack. The shadow clone behind the chakra shield just breathed a sigh of relief, but was surprised to see the tip of the sword stuck in front of him tremble slightly, and a burst of blue wind attribute chakra extended along the tip of the sword and pierced into the chest of the shadow clone.

"What are you thinking? I may be holding a sword, but I'm still a ninja after all. What's so strange about me using ninjutsu?"

Seeing the chakra shield collapse and the shadow clone behind him disappearing, Yan Liu turned around and said, "You are the only one left..."

Finally, Shuimu looked at Yan Liu who was rushing towards him with a serious expression, and the flame shield appeared again.

"This trick again?"

"No matter what trick, as long as it works..."

Before he could finish his words, a sword suddenly pierced through the hot wall of flames and pierced Mizuki's abdomen.

"Why would a swordsman let the hilt of his sword leave his hand?"

The physical defense of the chakra shield is excellent, but when the fire attribute chakra is added to the chakra shield, its characteristics of strong offense and weak defense are too obvious. What defensive capabilities can you expect from the flames simulated by chakra?

"I've already said that I'm a ninja. Although swordsmanship is my lifelong pursuit, what's so strange about using a little trick in battle?"

The uncontrolled fire shield quickly dissipated. Shuimu looked at Yan Liu who was walking slowly towards him with an unwilling look, and finally smiled calmly.

“You win!”

After saying this, he disappeared with a bang, and the sword that pierced his body fell to the ground with a clang.

"How could it be? They are all shadow clones? When were they switched?"

Yan Liu was stunned for a moment with his pupils shrinking, then he quickly stepped forward, not caring that the hilt was still a little hot, picked it up and swung it to shake off the small flame. Then he was on guard against Shuimu's attack again.

"Master Yanliu, thank you for teaching me a lesson today. As a ninja, you really shouldn't be too arrogant and use your short skills to defeat your long skills. I am far from being a match for you in terms of physical skills and swordsmanship, so I won't embarrass myself. If you are interested, you can discuss it with our Konoha's Kakashi Hatake and Might Guy. As for me, I will use what I am good at to convince Master Yanliu to listen to my advice..."

The echoes from all directions made it impossible for Yan Liu to determine the location of Shuimu's real body. When he was at a loss, the ground not far away shook, and figures broke out of the ground. A large group of identical Shuimu appeared in front of Yan Liu again.

"Shadow Clone Technique? No, this is an illusion!"

I looked up and around, and only then did I notice the abnormality of the sky and light.

"It's not just an illusion, it's a barrier!"

"Master Yan Liu just targeted me so badly. I originally wanted to say something to him, but now, let me vent my anger first!"

Countless phantom clones threw out a large number of kunai and shurikens.

"Is there something real mixed in with the illusion? This is really troublesome! I'm running out of chakra, do you want to admit defeat?"

It doesn't matter if the routine is old, as long as it is effective. Anyway, there will be no one to interfere in a one-on-one fight. Mizuki can completely crush his opponent by relying on physical strength and chakra.